<?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-983386274213049872</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:22:52.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jacobsens</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-1202194693425818884</id><published>2009-09-02T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:54:44.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruby's blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9HgfjgBfI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/46_OnsFtq2c/s1600-h/300993575703_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377095103655446002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9HgfjgBfI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/46_OnsFtq2c/s320/300993575703_0_ALB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9HZtTRNyI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/k56LtXw7mu0/s1600-h/180292575703_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377094987086378786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9HZtTRNyI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/k56LtXw7mu0/s320/180292575703_0_ALB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the Jacobsen granddaughters have been blessed in this dress. After they're blessed, my mother in law has their name and blessing date embroidered on the dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9HSgVnqtI/AAAAAAAAA4I/Ei22KD44U44/s1600-h/870482575703_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377094863347493586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9HSgVnqtI/AAAAAAAAA4I/Ei22KD44U44/s320/870482575703_0_ALB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ruby being her pleasant self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9HKUKtWPI/AAAAAAAAA4A/8EIp5fk_xR8/s1600-h/100773575703_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377094722641549554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9HKUKtWPI/AAAAAAAAA4A/8EIp5fk_xR8/s320/100773575703_0_ALB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know how many pics we had to take until we got a semi decent pic from Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9HEmopdjI/AAAAAAAAA34/Mlq01V3Q1FQ/s1600-h/585063575703_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377094624519747122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9HEmopdjI/AAAAAAAAA34/Mlq01V3Q1FQ/s320/585063575703_0_ALB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma and Grandpa Neeley with Ruby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9G8mA8O7I/AAAAAAAAA3w/ra_G-yV5erI/s1600-h/378373575703_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377094486914251698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9G8mA8O7I/AAAAAAAAA3w/ra_G-yV5erI/s320/378373575703_0_ALB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great Grandpa Gordon and Anna Mae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9G1Xk8bsI/AAAAAAAAA3o/l1X_5di9w2U/s1600-h/379893575703_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377094362779643586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9G1Xk8bsI/AAAAAAAAA3o/l1X_5di9w2U/s320/379893575703_0_ALB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9Gvq_qY-I/AAAAAAAAA3g/IxjKsr5oV_g/s1600-h/695393575703_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377094264912765922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9Gvq_qY-I/AAAAAAAAA3g/IxjKsr5oV_g/s320/695393575703_0_ALB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great Grandpa Gordon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9GogcK8hI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/AcMT5LRpL4E/s1600-h/987963575703_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377094141820465682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9GogcK8hI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/AcMT5LRpL4E/s320/987963575703_0_ALB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ruby with mom, Grandma and Grandpa and Aunt Amy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby's blessing day was perfect. She did great and Chris did a great job blessing her. Chris's Grandpa drove up from Ely and we had some family and a few friends join us for lunch. Nothing's better than listening to a blessing given to your child. I'm so grateful Chris was able to give that gift to our daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-1202194693425818884?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1202194693425818884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=1202194693425818884' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/1202194693425818884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/1202194693425818884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/rubys-blessing.html' title='Ruby&apos;s blessing'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9HgfjgBfI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/46_OnsFtq2c/s72-c/300993575703_0_ALB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-2235749949890202018</id><published>2009-08-29T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:28:58.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Balboa 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoFCdiaMHI/AAAAAAAAA24/Sh2VXUEHPn4/s1600-h/201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375614645066936434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoFCdiaMHI/AAAAAAAAA24/Sh2VXUEHPn4/s320/201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoE3U-3hpI/AAAAAAAAA2w/0JxQs_C0IUM/s1600-h/154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375614453791819410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoE3U-3hpI/AAAAAAAAA2w/0JxQs_C0IUM/s320/154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoEvCm76xI/AAAAAAAAA2o/_0Eiozu1MVI/s1600-h/155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375614311420652306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoEvCm76xI/AAAAAAAAA2o/_0Eiozu1MVI/s320/155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoEjtinqKI/AAAAAAAAA2g/2UEn4vQQtaU/s1600-h/150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375614116786841762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoEjtinqKI/AAAAAAAAA2g/2UEn4vQQtaU/s320/150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoEZyERlOI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/AVT6yFfzHg8/s1600-h/141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375613946203051234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoEZyERlOI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/AVT6yFfzHg8/s320/141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoEPF0xKjI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/7Gr_WlBrUVE/s1600-h/147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375613762528160306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoEPF0xKjI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/7Gr_WlBrUVE/s320/147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, we spent some time down on Balboa Island this summer. We just walked down to the beach on the island. It was much easier with an 8 week old. We didn't seem to do a whole lot this time around. We went to Disneyland. We also went to San Diego one day for my sister in law's baby shower. While I was at the shower, Chris took Naomi to the beach and said she had a great time in the ocean. I was hesitant about taking the drive with Ruby since she was only 8 weeks at the time. But, she did great!  I'm excited for next year because Ruby will be one and she'll be able to enjoy the ocean and Disneyland. Hopefully next year I can convince Chris to go to Sea world! I've been wanting to go there. And, I know Naomi will LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-2235749949890202018?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2235749949890202018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=2235749949890202018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/2235749949890202018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/2235749949890202018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/balboa-2009.html' title='Balboa 2009'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoFCdiaMHI/AAAAAAAAA24/Sh2VXUEHPn4/s72-c/201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-9038602479806733416</id><published>2009-08-29T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:12:48.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoBM9l8QoI/AAAAAAAAA2I/m_QNpELjDIY/s1600-h/117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375610427423867522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoBM9l8QoI/AAAAAAAAA2I/m_QNpELjDIY/s320/117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoBFBfXajI/AAAAAAAAA2A/jCTLqkp3kvA/s1600-h/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375610291031075378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoBFBfXajI/AAAAAAAAA2A/jCTLqkp3kvA/s320/116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoA4g7jdyI/AAAAAAAAA14/kFvi7E64T5g/s1600-h/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375610076132505378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoA4g7jdyI/AAAAAAAAA14/kFvi7E64T5g/s320/118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoAwVOVghI/AAAAAAAAA1w/04dGghlU7x0/s1600-h/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375609935551103506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoAwVOVghI/AAAAAAAAA1w/04dGghlU7x0/s320/123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoAoal6r8I/AAAAAAAAA1o/KPqToau8_2U/s1600-h/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375609799553232834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoAoal6r8I/AAAAAAAAA1o/KPqToau8_2U/s320/128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoARMHnnII/AAAAAAAAA1g/hs2xxDhx-z0/s1600-h/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375609400531065986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoARMHnnII/AAAAAAAAA1g/hs2xxDhx-z0/s320/134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoAIOi1HAI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/RPECGJ_49to/s1600-h/137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375609246563245058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoAIOi1HAI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/RPECGJ_49to/s320/137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn__RM7KgI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/wgfD50piqRY/s1600-h/138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375609092657850882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn__RM7KgI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/wgfD50piqRY/s320/138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn_SdqVR1I/AAAAAAAAA1I/C6LJQnh0WC0/s1600-h/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375608322908309330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn_SdqVR1I/AAAAAAAAA1I/C6LJQnh0WC0/s320/108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi had a blast at Disneyland this year. We went to the Princess lunch where she met all the Princesses except Snow White which happens to be her favorite. We better see her next year! She was so excited to see them and then when they came out and to our table she would get so shy. She could barely eat her food she was dying to meet each princess. We went on as many rides as we could and didn't leave until late. Obviously, we did the kiddie rides but Naomi really wanted to do a fast ride so we took her on the Madder Horn. I thought for sure she was going to freak out but she loved it! She also loved going through Sleeping Beauty's castle. We had such a good time. She's still saying, "mom, let's go to Disneyland".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-9038602479806733416?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/9038602479806733416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=9038602479806733416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/9038602479806733416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/9038602479806733416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/disneyland-2009.html' title='Disneyland 2009'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SpoBM9l8QoI/AAAAAAAAA2I/m_QNpELjDIY/s72-c/117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-5337687746137881754</id><published>2009-08-29T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:11:45.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruby's birth day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9Bnw35g2I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/fdvlyvqmlEw/s1600-h/Ruby+May+09+063%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377088631493722978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9Bnw35g2I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/fdvlyvqmlEw/s320/Ruby+May+09+063%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9BdH61MRI/AAAAAAAAA3I/VBaeEEzPZ8s/s1600-h/Ruby+May+09+045%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377088448701477138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9BdH61MRI/AAAAAAAAA3I/VBaeEEzPZ8s/s320/Ruby+May+09+045%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn8lpt81tI/AAAAAAAAA1A/xXLK-pTQvn8/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375605354027341522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn8lpt81tI/AAAAAAAAA1A/xXLK-pTQvn8/s320/080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn8bzmZAZI/AAAAAAAAA04/8Zdh7A1iru4/s1600-h/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375605184881295762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn8bzmZAZI/AAAAAAAAA04/8Zdh7A1iru4/s320/088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn7-iXc48I/AAAAAAAAA0o/SUdlrLfpT1g/s1600-h/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375604682039026626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn7-iXc48I/AAAAAAAAA0o/SUdlrLfpT1g/s320/078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn71Moz_UI/AAAAAAAAA0g/ALI6rR9Grtw/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375604521587440962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn71Moz_UI/AAAAAAAAA0g/ALI6rR9Grtw/s320/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Relief. Awwwwwwe. I still haven't forgotten the pain I felt. But, worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-5337687746137881754?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5337687746137881754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=5337687746137881754' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/5337687746137881754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/5337687746137881754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/rubys-birth-day.html' title='Ruby&apos;s birth day'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/Sp9Bnw35g2I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/fdvlyvqmlEw/s72-c/Ruby+May+09+063%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-208734943848420808</id><published>2009-08-29T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T07:44:51.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naomi's dance recital</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn43rgi3HI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/qUrvRJMpnm4/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375601265699118194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn43rgi3HI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/qUrvRJMpnm4/s320/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lookin&lt;/span&gt;' cute in her dance costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn4udqC-SI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/ZGKsk43TMbk/s1600-h/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375601107362052386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn4udqC-SI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/ZGKsk43TMbk/s320/065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After her recital. It's crazy to think I had Ruby one week later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn4nJgJ-yI/AAAAAAAAA0I/MQ__SXJSrr0/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375600981692775202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn4nJgJ-yI/AAAAAAAAA0I/MQ__SXJSrr0/s320/061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The lighting guys didn't turn the lights on for Naomi's one and only dance. She's on the very end on the left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started Naomi in dance when she was two and a half. I wasn't sure if I wanted her to do the recital for two reasons. First, I wasn't sure how she would do being so young and being on the stage in front of a lot of people. And two, I was due to have Ruby a few weeks later. We went for it and she did so great! She wasn't shy or scared. She went out there and performed her dance and smiled the whole time! She was so cute! I was so proud of her. I'm sad I don't have better pictures but I'll never forget how great she was! She must be listening to her teacher because she shows me first, second and third &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;position&lt;/span&gt;. And, she also shows me and others her arabesque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-208734943848420808?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/208734943848420808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=208734943848420808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/208734943848420808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/208734943848420808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/naomis-dance-recital.html' title='Naomi&apos;s dance recital'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn43rgi3HI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/qUrvRJMpnm4/s72-c/057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-6797206771420215117</id><published>2009-08-29T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:03:28.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn2uKd5fiI/AAAAAAAAA0A/_5azh8xZO9s/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375598903187570210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn2uKd5fiI/AAAAAAAAA0A/_5azh8xZO9s/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking so pretty is her Easter dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn2mgsMMvI/AAAAAAAAAz4/GoUoVkhWYCo/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375598771714142962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn2mgsMMvI/AAAAAAAAAz4/GoUoVkhWYCo/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Showing us her Easter basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn2bzMWyvI/AAAAAAAAAzw/XxdFBdKt714/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375598587702332146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn2bzMWyvI/AAAAAAAAAzw/XxdFBdKt714/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finding eggs in the yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn2QQ-vK8I/AAAAAAAAAzo/W9lJJI-uAEE/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375598389539843010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn2QQ-vK8I/AAAAAAAAAzo/W9lJJI-uAEE/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn2JDc8dAI/AAAAAAAAAzg/4YBNlitnFwg/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375598265649361922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn2JDc8dAI/AAAAAAAAAzg/4YBNlitnFwg/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-6797206771420215117?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6797206771420215117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=6797206771420215117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/6797206771420215117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/6797206771420215117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/easter-2009.html' title='Easter 2009'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/Spn2uKd5fiI/AAAAAAAAA0A/_5azh8xZO9s/s72-c/039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-6021858931674084923</id><published>2009-06-01T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T14:41:28.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me introduce you to... Ruby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiRACLfo2BI/AAAAAAAAAzY/UY1EHkZboXU/s1600-h/Jacobsen_17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342465464157657106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiRACLfo2BI/AAAAAAAAAzY/UY1EHkZboXU/s320/Jacobsen_17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiQ_yOb510I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/T4cK4v-s_J4/s1600-h/Jacobsen_36.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342465190069393218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiQ_yOb510I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/T4cK4v-s_J4/s320/Jacobsen_36.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiQ_mFvhV6I/AAAAAAAAAzI/zlH1uo-lC38/s1600-h/Jacobsen_32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342464981577324450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiQ_mFvhV6I/AAAAAAAAAzI/zlH1uo-lC38/s320/Jacobsen_32.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiQ_aJgRPDI/AAAAAAAAAzA/DWLOBK4y2Bc/s1600-h/Jacobsen_31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342464776428665906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiQ_aJgRPDI/AAAAAAAAAzA/DWLOBK4y2Bc/s320/Jacobsen_31.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiQ_NoXYkmI/AAAAAAAAAy4/aAgckq0XbNs/s1600-h/Jacobsen_29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342464561374597730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiQ_NoXYkmI/AAAAAAAAAy4/aAgckq0XbNs/s320/Jacobsen_29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiQ_AYh35dI/AAAAAAAAAyw/omIYWqxovbo/s1600-h/Jacobsen_21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342464333785327058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiQ_AYh35dI/AAAAAAAAAyw/omIYWqxovbo/s320/Jacobsen_21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiQ-v-48oTI/AAAAAAAAAyo/vCHh_aNJPGc/s1600-h/Jacobsen_15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342464052024877362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiQ-v-48oTI/AAAAAAAAAyo/vCHh_aNJPGc/s320/Jacobsen_15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiQ9rUmcQPI/AAAAAAAAAyg/wtpqOM4xSvE/s1600-h/Jacobsen_14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342462872441864434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiQ9rUmcQPI/AAAAAAAAAyg/wtpqOM4xSvE/s320/Jacobsen_14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiQ9d9dEoaI/AAAAAAAAAyY/-lTc7dUHoNY/s1600-h/Jacobsen_13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342462642890252706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiQ9d9dEoaI/AAAAAAAAAyY/-lTc7dUHoNY/s320/Jacobsen_13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiQ9UK_lqxI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/8kHElE0jYu4/s1600-h/Jacobsen_10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342462474725993234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiQ9UK_lqxI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/8kHElE0jYu4/s320/Jacobsen_10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby Rose was born May 19th at 2:46 a.m. Labor began at 9:00 p.m. We left for the hospital at 12:30 a.m. Worst ride ever! Finally arrived at the hospital and at this point I cannot even talk I am in so much pain. Obviously, I ask for my epidural as soon as I can say something but soon find out the only anesthesiologist on call just went in for a c-section and won't be available for an hour. I'm a 4/5 when I arrive and then an 8 a half an hour later. I ask the nurses, "do you think I'll make the the epidural." They say, "no." I think that I'm going to die the pain is unbearable. I feel Ruby moving down ready to make her entrance but I am determined to get that epidural. Finally, it's been an hour , I'm now a 9 plus, and the anesthesiologist arrives just in time to give me my epidural and ten minutes later Ruby is born. I know people are saying you should of just done it natural. You were so close. But honestly, the pain was so bad and my contractions were on top of each other. I could not take another second. I'm thinking Ruby better love me extra because what I went through for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankfully, all is good. She's a great baby. We are so pleased to have her in our life. Being a mom of two feels like a lot of kids! I'm excited to see Naomi and Ruby down the road. I hope they are good friends and enjoy each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-6021858931674084923?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6021858931674084923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=6021858931674084923' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/6021858931674084923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/6021858931674084923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/let-me-introduce-you-to-ruby.html' title='Let me introduce you to... Ruby!'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SiRACLfo2BI/AAAAAAAAAzY/UY1EHkZboXU/s72-c/Jacobsen_17.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-4568954122679500294</id><published>2009-03-26T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T12:42:59.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skiing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/ScxWUJmvazI/AAAAAAAAAyA/-ENu0F-4I_A/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317720164193495858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/ScxWUJmvazI/AAAAAAAAAyA/-ENu0F-4I_A/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how cute those little ski's and boots are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/ScxWImgGvPI/AAAAAAAAAx4/azwJ--kAIK0/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317719965791862002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/ScxWImgGvPI/AAAAAAAAAx4/azwJ--kAIK0/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Skiing down the hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/ScxV-M2zNCI/AAAAAAAAAxw/zbr1RizOZnI/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317719787109037090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/ScxV-M2zNCI/AAAAAAAAAxw/zbr1RizOZnI/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/ScxV0aY65YI/AAAAAAAAAxo/_CHMsfjnjhk/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317719618943116674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/ScxV0aY65YI/AAAAAAAAAxo/_CHMsfjnjhk/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can see I didn't put alot of thought into her ski clothes this year. Red and lilac go together, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris took Naomi skiing this year for the first time. I was curious whether she would like it or not but she did. At first, Chris used this little leash thing that was like a backpack on her. But, by the end she didn't want it. She wanted to ski down by herself. Either her would catch her or I would. When they were connected she would tell him to go faster. So he did and one of her ski's caught and down she went. Hard. But, she got over it and continued to ski. I'm so glad she liked it because I want my kids to be open minded in lot's of activities. And, Chris is such a huge skier that I think he would hate it if his kids didn't like to ski. I don't know if Chris will have a chance to take her again this year but next year I'll join them since Naomi and I will be on the same level of skiing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those we don't see often I have yet to mention that I'm pregnant. I am currently 31 weeks. Due the end of May with another girl. We're really excited and nervous. This is actually my fourth pregnancy. In February of last year I went in for my 12 week appt. and there was no heartbeat. So, after a few ultrasounds it was determined that there was no embryo in the sac which they call a blighted ovum. Two days later I had a D&amp;amp;C and was told to wait three months before trying again. But, for some crazy reason I became pregnant about a month and a half later and because my body wasn't completely healed from the D&amp;amp;C I miscarried again. Luckily, this one miscarried on it's own. To make a long story short I made a very conscience effort not to get pregnant for another four months as recommended by my doctor. Plus, I had taken the first miscarriage pretty hard and having the D&amp;amp;C didn't help much so I needed the time to get my thoughts in order again. Lucky for me when the four months were up I felt great and what do you know, I'm prego! I'll have to admit that I am nervous about having another baby. Not only am I nervous about having a newborn again but having two kids is a little frightening. Hopefully, I'll get the hang of things quick. But, I am really excited and I'll try to kept an update until then but I wouldn't count on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-4568954122679500294?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4568954122679500294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=4568954122679500294' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/4568954122679500294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/4568954122679500294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2009/03/skiing.html' title='Skiing'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/ScxWUJmvazI/AAAAAAAAAyA/-ENu0F-4I_A/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-6333791500183223825</id><published>2009-02-04T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T11:07:55.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, love, love this girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYptpuRybxI/AAAAAAAAAxc/zjAHa4EwQok/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299168475119513362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYptpuRybxI/AAAAAAAAAxc/zjAHa4EwQok/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had her hair done for pictures we were taking that and I wanted a pic of her hair before it faded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYptS48R1hI/AAAAAAAAAxU/6QNNFZzGcPw/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299168082845095442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYptS48R1hI/AAAAAAAAAxU/6QNNFZzGcPw/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sportin' the snow boots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since this is pretty much my scrapbook for Naomi I thought I would do a little catch up on what she's been up to. As of December, she's been potty trained. It wasn't as bad as I thought. I think I just did it at the perfect time. We went to the store and she picked out her underwear. She's been really good so far. It's nice to not do diapers anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She seems so grown up. She says the most random things. It cracks us up! She has an amazing memory. I have tons of stories of how great her memory is but it would take forever! She's great with her basic colors and counting to 10. Sometimes 15 skipping a few numbers. I'm excited for her to start preschool this fall. I think she will be too. It will be so fun to see everything she's learning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loves to talk to people. Even people she doesn't know. She usually talks to that person about what was the highlight of her day. Sometimes she fixates on something specific from that week. She loves talking on the phone. I should install the phone she got from Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She still loves animals. Sometimes she reads books to Mia or she'll tell Mia something from that day or show her something she just got. She loves going to Grandpa's cabin in Oakley to see the horses. Of course she loves going to the Zoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loves being with other people. She always wants to go see her cousins or go to Grandma and Grandpa's. She loves nursery now. Thank goodness! She loves to have books read to her over and over. She still loves Diego and then Dora. She even wears Diego underwear from the boys department. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She pretty much eats whatever I give her. I know, I'm lucky. I really don't want her to be a picky eater like myself so I try to feed her a wide variety of foods. I'm a vegetarian but I make sure to fix her meat or fish whenever I find a good recipe. I wonder if one day she'll notice that I'm not eating meat and ask why. I don't want to discourage her. I need to think of something. Even though she's a great eater she also LOVES candy, treats, whatever. She definitely got that from me. It's probably all the treats she consumed in the womb! I am addicted to treats. Since we always have some sort of treat in the house I now have to put them up high otherwise she'll just get into the pantry and help herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can go on and on but I won't. I always tell my self that I need to write down, at that very moment. when something happens so I won't forget.  She's awesome! I love having her around. I love her personality and hope it grows even more. I love her so much and I couldn't ask for a more perfect little girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-6333791500183223825?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6333791500183223825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=6333791500183223825' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/6333791500183223825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/6333791500183223825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-love-love-this-girl.html' title='Love, love, love this girl'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYptpuRybxI/AAAAAAAAAxc/zjAHa4EwQok/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-4527877153597250686</id><published>2009-02-04T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:21:14.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYpr3bkVhvI/AAAAAAAAAxM/CThDOToaI-o/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299166511591950066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYpr3bkVhvI/AAAAAAAAAxM/CThDOToaI-o/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYprslI-0cI/AAAAAAAAAxE/W5_QtNcLkqc/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299166325183009218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYprslI-0cI/AAAAAAAAAxE/W5_QtNcLkqc/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYprQtdnXvI/AAAAAAAAAw8/2PuYsZEa4Kc/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299165846380699378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYprQtdnXvI/AAAAAAAAAw8/2PuYsZEa4Kc/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYpq2eH5HpI/AAAAAAAAAw0/a0aXuZkr_2Y/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299165395586457234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYpq2eH5HpI/AAAAAAAAAw0/a0aXuZkr_2Y/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, whenever I leave Naomi in Chris's hands he seems to come up with these crazy things to do with her. The other day they showed me what they've been up to while I've been gone. Naomi LOVES to walk Mia around the house with her leash on. Mia hates it. So, Chris decided one day to hook the end of Mia's leash to Naomi's scooter and then entice Mia with a slice of ham to get her to pull Naomi, very fast mind you, across the kitchen. Obviously, Naomi loves it! There were a few accidents of course but after a few minutes of crying she wanted to go again. It was pretty funny to watch. I should of videotape it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-4527877153597250686?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4527877153597250686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=4527877153597250686' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/4527877153597250686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/4527877153597250686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2009/02/crazy.html' title='crazy!'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYpr3bkVhvI/AAAAAAAAAxM/CThDOToaI-o/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-1102326120683251083</id><published>2009-02-04T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:21:50.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance class</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYpqF60iRdI/AAAAAAAAAws/CWFCvHJJjkc/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299164561476306386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYpqF60iRdI/AAAAAAAAAws/CWFCvHJJjkc/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYppqXlueiI/AAAAAAAAAwk/8yPrHxXBfQ4/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299164088162482722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYppqXlueiI/AAAAAAAAAwk/8yPrHxXBfQ4/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doing ballerina turns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYppSksSLUI/AAAAAAAAAwc/MJbM2pIRxHA/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299163679362788674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYppSksSLUI/AAAAAAAAAwc/MJbM2pIRxHA/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jumping up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi had her first day of dance class this week. I thought she did better than I expected. She really had a good time. I would of taken more pictures but I forgot about my camera because I was so caught up in watching her. She has a super cute dance teacher, Miss Sarah. They made pizza's during warm up. They stepped on spiders with their tap shoes. They leaped over "animals" which were really cones. They did all sorts of fun things! I thought Naomi might not be ready quite yet but I think she is so we're excited to go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-1102326120683251083?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1102326120683251083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=1102326120683251083' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/1102326120683251083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/1102326120683251083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2009/02/dance-class.html' title='Dance class'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SYpqF60iRdI/AAAAAAAAAws/CWFCvHJJjkc/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-6159479779120799140</id><published>2009-01-08T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:35:33.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SXf03Ia1ZCI/AAAAAAAAAwU/OMmi0IaONLs/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293969114987324450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SXf03Ia1ZCI/AAAAAAAAAwU/OMmi0IaONLs/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi's trampoline from Grandma and Grandpa Jacobsen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbhH6eG5FI/AAAAAAAAAwE/rwU7_fYIU8w/s1600-h/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289162338464097362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbhH6eG5FI/AAAAAAAAAwE/rwU7_fYIU8w/s320/085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what I ended up with from the white elephant exchange at our friend Christmas party. Naomi uses it as dress up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbg9XkdS9I/AAAAAAAAAv8/bYHrRz8NywE/s1600-h/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289162157296798674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbg9XkdS9I/AAAAAAAAAv8/bYHrRz8NywE/s320/082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking a ride with Grandpa up in Oakley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbgxjHhMZI/AAAAAAAAAv0/7CCvkg5cKVI/s1600-h/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289161954238214546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbgxjHhMZI/AAAAAAAAAv0/7CCvkg5cKVI/s320/081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying the ride with dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbgeFgd2XI/AAAAAAAAAvs/sFkaesHht5A/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289161619872274802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbgeFgd2XI/AAAAAAAAAvs/sFkaesHht5A/s320/079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doll house from Grandma and Grandpa Neeley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbgTsXg1lI/AAAAAAAAAvk/lhFUda9m7CM/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289161441325143634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbgTsXg1lI/AAAAAAAAAvk/lhFUda9m7CM/s320/073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbgGf5dBzI/AAAAAAAAAvc/TNUiFYIzTWo/s1600-h/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289161214639540018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbgGf5dBzI/AAAAAAAAAvc/TNUiFYIzTWo/s320/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Testing out her new real telephone. She wants it plugged into her room but can you imagine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbf51wlZnI/AAAAAAAAAvU/fxQWIMzjw1E/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289160997169620594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbf51wlZnI/AAAAAAAAAvU/fxQWIMzjw1E/s320/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Unwrapping gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbfw4GcT3I/AAAAAAAAAvM/ULfUvE74Q9c/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289160843179347826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbfw4GcT3I/AAAAAAAAAvM/ULfUvE74Q9c/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbcokbJXxI/AAAAAAAAAvE/5xPdmOYoqXA/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289157401923641106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbcokbJXxI/AAAAAAAAAvE/5xPdmOYoqXA/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbcdg8eDxI/AAAAAAAAAu8/8YHtQzTDb4Y/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289157212011106066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbcdg8eDxI/AAAAAAAAAu8/8YHtQzTDb4Y/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zoo lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbcOw1rw8I/AAAAAAAAAu0/cil4cRyQ34o/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289156958579573698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbcOw1rw8I/AAAAAAAAAu0/cil4cRyQ34o/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting a present from Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbcGdQC7nI/AAAAAAAAAus/t0vcIti0p08/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289156815882481266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbcGdQC7nI/AAAAAAAAAus/t0vcIti0p08/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was so excited. Cutest thing ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbb4rDPzgI/AAAAAAAAAuk/ikFJ8gxW4KA/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289156579068726786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SWbb4rDPzgI/AAAAAAAAAuk/ikFJ8gxW4KA/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whenever she was at my parents house she wanted to wear this apron.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness. It has been forever since I blogged! Well, let me catch you all up on what's been going since I know you're dying to know. Since my last blog was in October I'll start with Thanksgiving since I can't think of anything that went on in between. Oh, except I did turn 31! Blah! Anyway, as always we went to S.G. for Thanksgiving. This year was my family's year but we did visit Chris's parents a few times. We swam and ate out alot. The usual. My sisters, mom, niece and I went and saw Twilght for the first time while we were there. I really liked it. I've seen it three times now and each time gets cheesier. Usually we drive to Primm Nevada on Friday morning but I haven't done that since I had Naomi. I would rather shop for her than me. If you looked in her closet and then mine you would agree. The nursery ladies ask me a couple of weeks ago if I had a shoe fetish.. I tried to explain to them that there are too many cute things out there for little girls. Anyway, the only shopping I did was at Gymboree at eleven o'clock on Thanksgiving night. I waited in line for an hour for ONE pair of shoes. Crazy, I know. But, I seriously had to have them. Chris and I were able to go out just the two of us a couple of times which was awesome! Nothings better than a little one on one with the hubby after having a child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the Christmas season, I tried to make the most of it. We saw Santa three times and it was the cutest think I have ever seen. The first time I thought for sure she would freak out like last year but she didn't. When is was our turn I put her on his lap and she said, "Hi Santa." And when he asked her what she wanted for Christmas she said presents. The look on her face when she first met him was priceless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loved looking at all the houses with lights on them. We took her to this house in Murray where he has the music with the lights and totally decorated and she loved that! She loved playing in the snow. She always wanted to go outside and play in the snow. One day Chris made her a snowman and she asked him to make her a Dora. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Christmas Eve we were at my parents and had just finished dinner and my dad dressed up in his Santa suit and passed by the window a couple of times. Obviously, the kids were giddy. Naomi was for sure. On Christmas morning we asked her if Santa came and when she say her presents she said, "YES". This year a purposely scaled back knowing that she was going to get plenty from the grandparents so her "big" gift from "Santa" was an easel. I figured since she is always drawing on Chris's dry erase board in his office she would like her own. It was a great gift except that not only does she use the marker on the board but also the windows, the carpet, her body and Mia. All of her presents were wrapped in Dora paper so when people asked her if Santa came she would tell them she got Dora presents. We also gave her a few little things as well but it was simple for sure. Then we went down to my parents and did Christmas there too. Present overload! Her big gift from them was a super cute doll house. It's funny to watch her play with it because she's putting the kids in time out and playing similar to how life is around our house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day we headed to S.G. to spend time with Chris's family. All of his siblings were there so that was really nice. We had Christmas there as well and it was also present overload. Naomi's big gift from them was a trampoline. Not the big one that goes in your backyard. It's a perfect sized trampoline for little kids. Right now it's crammed in the playroom but when it gets warmer we'll put it outside. We had a really good time there. I just wish the weather was warmer. I always enjoy spending time with all my in laws. The sis in laws went out few times together and Chris spent time with his brothers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, we spent New Year's Eve up at my parents cabin in Oakley. We had the snowmobiles pull us with tubes and some tried to snowboard behind it but the snow was too deep. Naomi loved being pulled on the tube. We had soup and hot chocolate and played Rock Band and laid by the fire. We had alot of fun! It was a great holiday season! Now into this year of 2009. It's going to be a fun and busy year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-6159479779120799140?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6159479779120799140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=6159479779120799140' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/6159479779120799140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/6159479779120799140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SXf03Ia1ZCI/AAAAAAAAAwU/OMmi0IaONLs/s72-c/040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-3028325790129848182</id><published>2008-11-08T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:40:12.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Festivities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SRZzv2A8S8I/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ne6bTZnVow/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266524080046885826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SRZzv2A8S8I/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ne6bTZnVow/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little Minnie Mouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SRZzfqIY6lI/AAAAAAAAAlA/-Lr86bK4J7A/s1600-h/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266523801978989138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SRZzfqIY6lI/AAAAAAAAAlA/-Lr86bK4J7A/s320/123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cornbelly's with Ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SRZzT7pE95I/AAAAAAAAAk4/8ZvceD1j9i8/s1600-h/120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266523600521066386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SRZzT7pE95I/AAAAAAAAAk4/8ZvceD1j9i8/s320/120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SRZzFCL99-I/AAAAAAAAAkw/0D_jPv1Udc0/s1600-h/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266523344579983330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SRZzFCL99-I/AAAAAAAAAkw/0D_jPv1Udc0/s320/118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Neeley Halloween party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SRZy379tgwI/AAAAAAAAAko/SrvaxIM7dY8/s1600-h/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266523119571272450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SRZy379tgwI/AAAAAAAAAko/SrvaxIM7dY8/s320/116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy b-day babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SRZytfytAoI/AAAAAAAAAkg/REhuQa-VtnI/s1600-h/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266522940210217602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SRZytfytAoI/AAAAAAAAAkg/REhuQa-VtnI/s320/115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma and Grandpa with the kiddies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SRZybSwkmUI/AAAAAAAAAkY/hiJZpYf_h2Q/s1600-h/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266522627473971522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SRZybSwkmUI/AAAAAAAAAkY/hiJZpYf_h2Q/s320/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Could Chris look more unattractive right there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a fun Halloween this year. Naomi was excited with all the Halloween decorations that were around. She loved seeing the spiders and skeletons and ghosts on people's homes. We had ghosts hanging in our trees and she loved that. She still wouldn't sit with the witches at Gardner Village. Maybe next year. Chris took her trick or treating while I stayed home to hand out candy. They only made it about 15 minutes and then she wanted to come home. I really wanted to take her myself so I finally convinced her to go out trick or treating again. We only went to a few houses of the people we know best. By the second or third home she thought that once the candy bowl came out it was grab all she can. I had to tell her that we just take one candy. But, she loved it! And so did I. We actually ran out of candy this year. I thought sixty candy bars was enough but we had around ninety! Luckily, I had some little candies around. It's weird to think that next Halloween she'll be in preschool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-3028325790129848182?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3028325790129848182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=3028325790129848182' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/3028325790129848182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/3028325790129848182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-festivities.html' title='Halloween Festivities'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SRZzv2A8S8I/AAAAAAAAAlI/6ne6bTZnVow/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-1193598135605420901</id><published>2008-10-29T20:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:01:30.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaii 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQqB-kmPmLI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/p9kZ0vBVHoc/s1600-h/20081013_IMG_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263162026511800498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQqB-kmPmLI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/p9kZ0vBVHoc/s320/20081013_IMG_0180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Neeley family at Waikiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQp6l5Z04VI/AAAAAAAAAkA/DYhhz60GZyk/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263153906018738514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQp6l5Z04VI/AAAAAAAAAkA/DYhhz60GZyk/s320/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanauma Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkxbysLgOI/AAAAAAAAAj4/VYEcEbcBr18/s1600-h/IMG_1552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262791993092440290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkxbysLgOI/AAAAAAAAAj4/VYEcEbcBr18/s320/IMG_1552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing in the ocean in front of the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkvNEyQxyI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/bdgpzM4I0Cw/s1600-h/IMG_0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262789541228496674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkvNEyQxyI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/bdgpzM4I0Cw/s320/IMG_0475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dukes. Last time I was here was with my friends about 8 or 9 years ago. Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkusrcCHhI/AAAAAAAAAjI/WCnaoSJmH5s/s1600-h/20081014_IMG_0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262788984668560914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkusrcCHhI/AAAAAAAAAjI/WCnaoSJmH5s/s320/20081014_IMG_0199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi, Emmye and Elly. Cute girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQktogWxFsI/AAAAAAAAAiw/MPU1FL5uPD8/s1600-h/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262787813462578882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQktogWxFsI/AAAAAAAAAiw/MPU1FL5uPD8/s320/107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chris digging a hole for the kids. They eventually found a crab. Notice Josh in the background getting his tan on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQktKKImElI/AAAAAAAAAio/qB1X5ZPh-No/s1600-h/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262787292101481042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQktKKImElI/AAAAAAAAAio/qB1X5ZPh-No/s320/104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi drawing her name in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkst_eHXrI/AAAAAAAAAig/6ivU8YJY8Ck/s1600-h/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262786808202616498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkst_eHXrI/AAAAAAAAAig/6ivU8YJY8Ck/s320/085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For the first few days she kept an eye on the water making sure it wasn't going to get up to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQksb7ngtII/AAAAAAAAAiY/LGcCb6cHLl8/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262786497930638466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQksb7ngtII/AAAAAAAAAiY/LGcCb6cHLl8/s320/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Naomi's favorite. Dad throwing her up in air and letting her splash down in the water,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkrkavjy4I/AAAAAAAAAiI/uLCgNHVN8A8/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262785544213220226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkrkavjy4I/AAAAAAAAAiI/uLCgNHVN8A8/s320/072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi and Kolton. By this time she was fine with sitting in the water and actually had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkrSIUJzlI/AAAAAAAAAiA/b_WK1kYc-dw/s1600-h/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262785230028787282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkrSIUJzlI/AAAAAAAAAiA/b_WK1kYc-dw/s320/067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanauma Bay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkrFDHLGaI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ETCqq2I-aAA/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262785005293869474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkrFDHLGaI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ETCqq2I-aAA/s320/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkqsBv8eDI/AAAAAAAAAhw/E371mFV6_cU/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262784575431276594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkqsBv8eDI/AAAAAAAAAhw/E371mFV6_cU/s320/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smiles. She had so much fun playing in the sand and water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkqeReTIHI/AAAAAAAAAho/D5caMzJw5qo/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262784339134062706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkqeReTIHI/AAAAAAAAAho/D5caMzJw5qo/s320/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa covered Naomi and Elly in sand. They loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkp6eRHUmI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Zj3000SJX-Q/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262783724093133410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkp6eRHUmI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Zj3000SJX-Q/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkpjF1W2aI/AAAAAAAAAhY/DNDYtSoJKQg/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262783322397268386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkpjF1W2aI/AAAAAAAAAhY/DNDYtSoJKQg/s320/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkpMn206ZI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/gwJLqj7jwbw/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262782936393247122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQkpMn206ZI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/gwJLqj7jwbw/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In front of the temple. She kept picking the flowers but they looked cute in her hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Neeley took the family to Hawaii a couple of weeks ago. I feel bad since I was a slacker on taking pictures. We had such a good time. Good weather the whole time. Naomi was hesitate of the ocean for the first couple of days but after that she loved playing in it. The kids spent a lot of time playing in the sand building castles and mermaids and digging holes. The hotel had a great set up for kids with the pools and ocean front. We were just able to chill on the lounge chairs and let them play. We visited the Temple and the BYU campus. We went to Waikiki a couple of times. And, of course, Hanauma Bay. All in all, we had a great time and I'm sad we're back to soon to be winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-1193598135605420901?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1193598135605420901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=1193598135605420901' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/1193598135605420901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/1193598135605420901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/10/hawaii-2008.html' title='Hawaii 2008'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SQqB-kmPmLI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/p9kZ0vBVHoc/s72-c/20081013_IMG_0180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-3504322956249251433</id><published>2008-09-06T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:52:25.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day in S.G.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNpirEuHMI/AAAAAAAAAhI/BRss6kIiyp0/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243150435588381890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNpirEuHMI/AAAAAAAAAhI/BRss6kIiyp0/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNoB4MSDoI/AAAAAAAAAhA/orTa4euABn0/s1600-h/Naomi+and+mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243148772662447746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNoB4MSDoI/AAAAAAAAAhA/orTa4euABn0/s320/Naomi+and+mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNnICzVhSI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ZEHHFgf1cVo/s1600-h/grandpa+j+and+naomi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243147779078194466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNnICzVhSI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ZEHHFgf1cVo/s320/grandpa+j+and+naomi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi and Cameron with Grandpa Jacobsen as Orson Pratt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNkJxSQizI/AAAAAAAAAgo/KM5Vs_Iqaus/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243144510200908594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNkJxSQizI/AAAAAAAAAgo/KM5Vs_Iqaus/s320/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNkB9qHl_I/AAAAAAAAAgg/eFit4nNpbHc/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243144376083257330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNkB9qHl_I/AAAAAAAAAgg/eFit4nNpbHc/s320/064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi with cousin Cameron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNj213-rGI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ZTsCUwHDnYo/s1600-h/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243144185015348322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNj213-rGI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ZTsCUwHDnYo/s320/062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma and Grandpa being race horses with Naomi and Cameron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNjtVro83I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/rK0EfoLH_NU/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243144021754835826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNjtVro83I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/rK0EfoLH_NU/s320/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNjkUUYWgI/AAAAAAAAAgI/9DDcr9LzLQg/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243143866770020866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNjkUUYWgI/AAAAAAAAAgI/9DDcr9LzLQg/s320/059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma being mauled by kids and dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNjC6UOzlI/AAAAAAAAAgA/M5pKNOLk0Ao/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243143292854390354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNjC6UOzlI/AAAAAAAAAgA/M5pKNOLk0Ao/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fishin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNitdP-VII/AAAAAAAAAf4/4lhTGbGqO8s/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243142924274652290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNitdP-VII/AAAAAAAAAf4/4lhTGbGqO8s/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNikCQbjfI/AAAAAAAAAfw/12M2YHi7nco/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243142762409987570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNikCQbjfI/AAAAAAAAAfw/12M2YHi7nco/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNicJrDthI/AAAAAAAAAfo/DAtA9R4HOEo/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243142626961765906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNicJrDthI/AAAAAAAAAfo/DAtA9R4HOEo/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Swimming at Grandma and Grandpa Jacobsen's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNiQfi2zqI/AAAAAAAAAfg/VTvo2Cdrm9g/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243142426674515618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNiQfi2zqI/AAAAAAAAAfg/VTvo2Cdrm9g/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Splash park downtown S.G. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we traveled down to S.G. for Labor Day weekend and had a great time! We visited the splash park downtown. Unfortunately, Naomi had a melt down about five minutes after we got there. She played with her cousin Cameron alot. They played in the playroom and went swimming. On Sunday, we went fishing at a small pond. Naomi was totally into that but didn't catch anything. Since Grandma and Grandpa Jacobsen live in S.G. now they don't get to see her very often so it was nice for her to spend time with them. One night they were Naomi and Cameron's horses and had a race. Even the dogs got involved! We were sad to leave but we'll be down there soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-3504322956249251433?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3504322956249251433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=3504322956249251433' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/3504322956249251433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/3504322956249251433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/09/labor-day-in-sg.html' title='Labor Day in S.G.'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SMNpirEuHMI/AAAAAAAAAhI/BRss6kIiyp0/s72-c/068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-7544371809901161664</id><published>2008-08-30T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T12:47:10.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberty Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmiU_8KI_I/AAAAAAAAAfY/TZf3ch8SyWw/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240398123067122674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmiU_8KI_I/AAAAAAAAAfY/TZf3ch8SyWw/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi and Ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmiA1DiyuI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/6ujpw5yuJqg/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240397776547924706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmiA1DiyuI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/6ujpw5yuJqg/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmh0x8C6kI/AAAAAAAAAfI/2pcrqD4s9RY/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240397569552738882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmh0x8C6kI/AAAAAAAAAfI/2pcrqD4s9RY/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mid air jump!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmhpf6m_uI/AAAAAAAAAfA/xWW4p9iNV3M/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240397375736315618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmhpf6m_uI/AAAAAAAAAfA/xWW4p9iNV3M/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmheGUC8fI/AAAAAAAAAe4/qVm2kc1Ey9M/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240397179885122034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmheGUC8fI/AAAAAAAAAe4/qVm2kc1Ey9M/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmhP1bE13I/AAAAAAAAAew/FUbiQ5LObCI/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240396934833035122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmhP1bE13I/AAAAAAAAAew/FUbiQ5LObCI/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmgwOeeBcI/AAAAAAAAAeo/cWdl4O1rFro/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240396391802340802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmgwOeeBcI/AAAAAAAAAeo/cWdl4O1rFro/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi with Jake, Zack and Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmgeZSG6JI/AAAAAAAAAeg/9eON5iBJPNw/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240396085465639058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmgeZSG6JI/AAAAAAAAAeg/9eON5iBJPNw/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmgR1u9uII/AAAAAAAAAeY/1mLmTuPnOLc/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240395869764565122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmgR1u9uII/AAAAAAAAAeY/1mLmTuPnOLc/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loved this fountain of water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmgB41OiSI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/LQ2MvmrF6aM/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240395595718232354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmgB41OiSI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/LQ2MvmrF6aM/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She thought is was so funny to sit on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmft-kYdNI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_c6_P_fDPZk/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240395253660808402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmft-kYdNI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_c6_P_fDPZk/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmfioROiZI/AAAAAAAAAeA/C6bPZgaSRYw/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240395058696325522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmfioROiZI/AAAAAAAAAeA/C6bPZgaSRYw/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi and Jake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past week we went to Liberty Park (twice) with some friends. My friend Kelsey invited us to a play date there last week but we couldn't go. When I saw her pics from the day it looked fun so we decided to go. I was a little hesitant since it is Liberty Park and all. But, we only encountered one crazy guy. And he was super crazy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi LOVED it! Most who know her knows she loves water. The first day we went was with Becky and Ben. We were there for two hours and both of them could of stayed another hour easily. We went again with Becca and her boys and Naomi was so excited to be there again. I'm so sad that this is the first time this year we've been. Now that summer is leaving we don't have many more days of water fun at Liberty Park. I know S.G. has something similar but smaller so we'll have to go to that when were down there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-7544371809901161664?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7544371809901161664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=7544371809901161664' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/7544371809901161664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/7544371809901161664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/liberty-park.html' title='Liberty Park'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLmiU_8KI_I/AAAAAAAAAfY/TZf3ch8SyWw/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-12701546703855256</id><published>2008-08-23T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T23:31:26.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As summer comes to an end...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLD0FFXhCjI/AAAAAAAAAd4/UFHduIi3T2s/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237954734809221682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLD0FFXhCjI/AAAAAAAAAd4/UFHduIi3T2s/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All summer Naomi has been obsessed with these goggles. She sought them out every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLDz6DvdFXI/AAAAAAAAAdw/1fUeSj5v7jI/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237954545394193778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLDz6DvdFXI/AAAAAAAAAdw/1fUeSj5v7jI/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing with cousins at the Gateway fountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLDzuTbj9SI/AAAAAAAAAdo/KSfgx8jiXFc/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237954343447295266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLDzuTbj9SI/AAAAAAAAAdo/KSfgx8jiXFc/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLDzkpWmHjI/AAAAAAAAAdg/iCq4-peTjBk/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237954177533353522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLDzkpWmHjI/AAAAAAAAAdg/iCq4-peTjBk/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding the giraffe at the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLDzYRzzmmI/AAAAAAAAAdY/6iNOgVPuamA/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237953965054990946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLDzYRzzmmI/AAAAAAAAAdY/6iNOgVPuamA/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Driving dad's car. She loves playing in our cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLDzLvyRMQI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/aV04KVPdm3g/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237953749763305730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLDzLvyRMQI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/aV04KVPdm3g/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Swim play date with the gals and their kiddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLDyx37hA_I/AAAAAAAAAdI/bsxsF2H9kzM/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237953305272976370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLDyx37hA_I/AAAAAAAAAdI/bsxsF2H9kzM/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding the train at a neighborhood mini carnival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLDylgIz2tI/AAAAAAAAAdA/IN9gS8qP3MM/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237953092727855826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLDylgIz2tI/AAAAAAAAAdA/IN9gS8qP3MM/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLDyVs4Y4JI/AAAAAAAAAc4/6IOhIjPIrP0/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237952821270732946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLDyVs4Y4JI/AAAAAAAAAc4/6IOhIjPIrP0/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLDx67USbQI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Rsc74gGxqhs/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237952361289379074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLDx67USbQI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Rsc74gGxqhs/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Showing her princess jammies that she got for her b-day. Plus, the crown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As summer comes to an end I'm trying to do outside activities before it gets too cold. We're still swimming alot. Recently, we got together with some of my friends from high school and their kids. We ordered in Cafe Rio and let the kids swim and play. It was great! We went to the Zoo this week and as always Naomi loves the train and carousal.  We finally bought a season pass so I think we'll be going alot more. Last week, my sisters neighborhood had a mini carnival with train rides, snow cones, cotton candy, dunking machine and lot's of food. Naomi had her fair share of snow cones and cotton candy and train rides. She loved it. By the end of the night, she had sticky cotton candy all over her face along with snow cone juice. Naomi's been a little talker lately. Her vocabulary has sky rocketed in the the last few weeks. I'm amazed by some of the words and sentences that she says. She still loves Diego. It's been in the car dvd for the last few months and she doesn't seem tired of watching it over and over again when we're in the car. She has been getting into Minnie Mouse. Hopefully that sticks to Halloween since I have a Minnie costume. She's obsessed with Chris's I phone. He's put some games on it so she can play with it. Maybe that will entertain her during sacrament so we won't have to chase her around everywhere. Nursery is still a challenge. She literally freaks if one of us isn't there. She loves for us to hide her Diego toy for her to find. She also likes to hide Mia's treats for Mia to find. Poor Mia. Naomi has rocked her world. Unfortunately, she still hits, especially Mia, but we're working hard on that. I vow that I won't have a mean child. Alright, sorry to bore some of you but hopefully the family members who don't get to see Naomi very much will enjoy this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-12701546703855256?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/12701546703855256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=12701546703855256' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/12701546703855256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/12701546703855256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/as-summer-comes-to-end.html' title='As summer comes to an end...'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SLD0FFXhCjI/AAAAAAAAAd4/UFHduIi3T2s/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-6544494874252308853</id><published>2008-08-06T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T19:41:55.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nomi turns 2!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJtRr8tl7RI/AAAAAAAAAco/Vj0_VzUWlnE/s1600-h/pics+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231865207594544402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJtRr8tl7RI/AAAAAAAAAco/Vj0_VzUWlnE/s320/pics+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a few hours old. Seems so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJqML-lRA_I/AAAAAAAAAcg/fi5xknhf_P4/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231648054550004722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJqML-lRA_I/AAAAAAAAAcg/fi5xknhf_P4/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now she's two! I can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJqL6-PlHNI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Jz_PcRCLKOw/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231647762401270994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJqL6-PlHNI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Jz_PcRCLKOw/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opening her presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJqLfeVfgII/AAAAAAAAAcQ/n_tIZMDk31U/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231647289979666562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJqLfeVfgII/AAAAAAAAAcQ/n_tIZMDk31U/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Attempting to blow out her candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJqLOkArWPI/AAAAAAAAAcI/rsWiKMfeygw/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231646999445199090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJqLOkArWPI/AAAAAAAAAcI/rsWiKMfeygw/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She couldn't wait one more second to taste her cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJqK11_l9BI/AAAAAAAAAcA/bebR8eb-Nx4/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231646574775759890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJqK11_l9BI/AAAAAAAAAcA/bebR8eb-Nx4/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJqKfvXVmrI/AAAAAAAAAb4/1VKgusPlLqM/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231646195039181490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJqKfvXVmrI/AAAAAAAAAb4/1VKgusPlLqM/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Checking out her new Diego camera while sitting on her new princess chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJqKEPoKNCI/AAAAAAAAAbw/L5aDX9yy8rk/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231645722663334946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJqKEPoKNCI/AAAAAAAAAbw/L5aDX9yy8rk/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I told her she had to smile is she wanted me to push her around. This has now become my stroller if I want to walk around the neighborhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two years ago, on August 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, Naomi E. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jacobsen&lt;/span&gt; came to us. I was four days over due and had my induction scheduled for the next day. But, thankfully, Naomi decided to come on her own. I was hoping to go into labor on my own so I was pleased. My contractions woke me up around 6:30 that morning but soon went away so I fell back to sleep. At about 10:30, while we were getting ready to go to church, they started back up again. Honestly, I just thought I was constipated. Gross, I know. Anyway, I still got ready for church because I had to teach my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; school class that day. During sacrament my contractions got worse by the minute. So, I told Chris I needed to go home and he needed to teach my class for me. I went home and just layed on the couch getting closer and closer to crying because it was becoming a bit more painful. By the time Chris got home from church I was in tears. Now it's about 4:30 and I'm thinking we should go to the hospital. Honestly, the drive to the hospital was almost unbearable. I was accusing Chris of driving too slow and then too fast. I kept telling him to avoid bumps because it was killing me. Finally, we get there and I couldn't get to the elevator fast enough. Of course, the damn thing was at the highest floor so it took FOREVER to get down. At this point, I can't even stand up so I'm squatting down looking crazy to all around. We get to the maternity floor and within a half an hour I'm admitted with epidural in. Phew! From then on things went great. After nine pushes, out came Naomi. She was 8 lbs. and 3 oz. She was so pretty with her dark hair and big eyes. What a kick in the pants but she's the greatest experience I've ever had. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now she's two years old and Chris and I are amazed how fast time goes. We decided to go to Raging Waters for her b-day with my sisters and their kids. That place is a little ghetto but really fun! Unfortunately, Naomi became sick right as we got there so she was not interested in playing in the water. But, we got a few water slides in and that was fun! Super scary but fun. Later on that evening we had a b-day party for her with my family where she received &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lot's&lt;/span&gt; of Diego toys. Did I mention she's obsessed with Diego right now. Completely obsessed. Anyway, she didn't really eat today because she didn't feel well but as soon as she saw her cake she was all over it. I was a little bitter that it was a princess cake because I went to get a Tigger and Pooh cake but Maggie Moo's was out of Tigger. She didn't really seem to care what was on the cake. She just wanted to eat it! Thank you to everyone who gave Naomi a gift. She loves all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-6544494874252308853?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6544494874252308853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=6544494874252308853' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/6544494874252308853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/6544494874252308853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/nomi-turns-2.html' title='Nomi turns 2!!'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJtRr8tl7RI/AAAAAAAAAco/Vj0_VzUWlnE/s72-c/pics+079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-5138984338395882164</id><published>2008-08-03T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:20.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Island Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYZ_PlcVYI/AAAAAAAAAbo/asF1jRnF7oQ/s1600-h/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230396591543440770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYZ_PlcVYI/AAAAAAAAAbo/asF1jRnF7oQ/s320/067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big Springs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYZ0waNglI/AAAAAAAAAbg/B5tLjKs72Ug/s1600-h/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230396411376140882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYZ0waNglI/AAAAAAAAAbg/B5tLjKs72Ug/s320/111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi is trying on dad's riding boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYZclm5E8I/AAAAAAAAAbY/0vBeGoBGGcs/s1600-h/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230395996159677378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYZclm5E8I/AAAAAAAAAbY/0vBeGoBGGcs/s320/093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chris jumping off the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYZRBTxLPI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/1MMqx3wAY6o/s1600-h/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230395797437230322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYZRBTxLPI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/1MMqx3wAY6o/s320/095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how it ended. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYZBjVPboI/AAAAAAAAAbI/LUAUmZ1o_-s/s1600-h/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230395531692306050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYZBjVPboI/AAAAAAAAAbI/LUAUmZ1o_-s/s320/094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYY1h3cR5I/AAAAAAAAAbA/xAG2UNh_J6U/s1600-h/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230395325140453266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYY1h3cR5I/AAAAAAAAAbA/xAG2UNh_J6U/s320/087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how it started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYYbSV-EMI/AAAAAAAAAa4/_rgO8MEB7Ek/s1600-h/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230394874296930498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYYbSV-EMI/AAAAAAAAAa4/_rgO8MEB7Ek/s320/081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the boat deck in front of the cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYYO3f3AtI/AAAAAAAAAaw/zxNDiNtricQ/s1600-h/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230394660932223698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYYO3f3AtI/AAAAAAAAAaw/zxNDiNtricQ/s320/078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYYFP_X0MI/AAAAAAAAAao/TpcrKBwblC0/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230394495708156098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYYFP_X0MI/AAAAAAAAAao/TpcrKBwblC0/s320/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYXyJh0UhI/AAAAAAAAAag/N5g1jdD2WiQ/s1600-h/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230394167556067858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYXyJh0UhI/AAAAAAAAAag/N5g1jdD2WiQ/s320/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feeding the fish at Big Springs. There were about two fish and two thousand seagulls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYXYuESQQI/AAAAAAAAAaY/p2dY8-v1Jbo/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230393730687713538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYXYuESQQI/AAAAAAAAAaY/p2dY8-v1Jbo/s320/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi telling me no with her lovely helmet on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYXH8hqYQI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/jvv5QGHaRc8/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230393442511249666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYXH8hqYQI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/jvv5QGHaRc8/s320/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma reading to Nomi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYW6dQ-v5I/AAAAAAAAAaI/vW--evYKuNw/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230393210781482898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYW6dQ-v5I/AAAAAAAAAaI/vW--evYKuNw/s320/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi was named after her great grandmother.  So, of course I had to take a pic with Naomi under the cabin's sign. And, proof that Chris was on the phone ALOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYWtkM_oaI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Lw4T-vxbLZ0/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230392989305512354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYWtkM_oaI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Lw4T-vxbLZ0/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe I got a smile when I asked for one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every year my family goes to Island Park to my mom's side of the family's cabin. It sits on the Snake River and is about twenty minutes away from West Yellowstone. Pretty much we ride the four wheelers, fish, float down the river and go to West Yellowstone. Naomi LOVED riding on the four wheelers. I think she rode about twenty times a day. If she ever heard one starting up she would run outside and say "I go, I go". Despite the closure on our side of the river due to a grizzly and her cub a few cabins away we still rode up in the woods behind the cabin. We always go to West to shop and go to the play mill. What that means is we go up and load up on homemade taffy and caramels and go to the play mill. Last year Naomi lasted about twenty minutes into the play. But this year she stayed the whole time. I'm guessing it's the constant candy and treats we were giving her to stay content. She probably has ten cavities! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't thing Naomi went to bed before 10:30 each night. She ate lot's of treats. Went on a lot of four wheeling rides and even got in the freezing water. BTW, when everyone was jumping off the bridge she wanted to jump too. I had to keep her from going up there. I kept telling her that it wasn't like jumping off the diving board in the swimming pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, we had a great time. Now we can look forward to her birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-5138984338395882164?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5138984338395882164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=5138984338395882164' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/5138984338395882164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/5138984338395882164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/08/island-park.html' title='Island Park'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SJYZ_PlcVYI/AAAAAAAAAbo/asF1jRnF7oQ/s72-c/067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-7815274310348361430</id><published>2008-07-12T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:22.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SHmBrZpivzI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Po6aNXDpi8o/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222347825532288818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SHmBrZpivzI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Po6aNXDpi8o/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi likes to walk Cheyenne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SHmBIRy9f3I/AAAAAAAAAZI/Vlmj3ezNRoc/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222347222128885618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SHmBIRy9f3I/AAAAAAAAAZI/Vlmj3ezNRoc/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding with cousin Kolton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SHl__GDwazI/AAAAAAAAAZA/10CY3Z-nnwc/s1600-h/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222345964847655730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SHl__GDwazI/AAAAAAAAAZA/10CY3Z-nnwc/s320/143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SHl_vtAkfnI/AAAAAAAAAY4/HYokkgkYoWU/s1600-h/148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222345700425367154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SHl_vtAkfnI/AAAAAAAAAY4/HYokkgkYoWU/s320/148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi also loves feeding the horses. At one point her whole hand was in Cheyenne mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SHl_JivxpJI/AAAAAAAAAYw/2onYBERaN7U/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222345044835542162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SHl_JivxpJI/AAAAAAAAAYw/2onYBERaN7U/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SHl-_0J_18I/AAAAAAAAAYo/BJYfdW-wSmw/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222344877710235586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SHl-_0J_18I/AAAAAAAAAYo/BJYfdW-wSmw/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just waiting for Stadium of Fire to start in the motor home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SHl-rq99R9I/AAAAAAAAAYg/uk65IqRAj10/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222344531646433234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SHl-rq99R9I/AAAAAAAAAYg/uk65IqRAj10/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lovin' her first concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SHl-UD0TtgI/AAAAAAAAAYY/qyG20SL2ZK0/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222344125999986178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SHl-UD0TtgI/AAAAAAAAAYY/qyG20SL2ZK0/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SHl9nnqe0jI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/PlBphDfx6bw/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222343362528334386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SHl9nnqe0jI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/PlBphDfx6bw/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi wasn't sure if she liked the fireworks or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great Fourth of July this year. We started off by going to my parents cabin in Oakley. My family always goes to the Oakley parade and we were planning on it but Naomi became really sick with pink eye, sore throat and a skin infection around her eye. So, we didn't make the parade. But, once we got there we all piled into the enormous motor home my dad rented and drove down to Provo for Stadium of Fire. We ate at the Brick Oven and then parked the motor home in front of some guys house which was literally right behind the stadium. Since we had about four hours until the concert started we laid on blankets and listened to Miley Cyrus practice and then the Blue Man Group. I desperately tried to get Naomi to take a nap but that wasn't happening since there was so much going on. Blue Man Group and Miley were great! Naomi loved it, even though she was beyond tired from not taking a nap. She did take a ten minute nap at about 9:30 at night! When the fireworks came she was freaked out at first. But, by the end she was okay. By the time we got out of all the traffic and drove back to Oakley it was 1 a.m. Long day but really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-7815274310348361430?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7815274310348361430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=7815274310348361430' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/7815274310348361430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/7815274310348361430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/fourth-of-july.html' title='Fourth of July'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SHmBrZpivzI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Po6aNXDpi8o/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-1137753560768865304</id><published>2008-07-03T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:23.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SG2lrlCC9KI/AAAAAAAAAYI/tTEVbJj4Vmo/s1600-h/sand+on+nose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219009711285925026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SG2lrlCC9KI/AAAAAAAAAYI/tTEVbJj4Vmo/s320/sand+on+nose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SG2lnDOQ7SI/AAAAAAAAAYA/kHYgarxtY9Y/s1600-h/beach+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219009633490890018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SG2lnDOQ7SI/AAAAAAAAAYA/kHYgarxtY9Y/s320/beach+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SG2liM_0o8I/AAAAAAAAAX4/Vt7wE8tgaTg/s1600-h/beach+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219009550215324610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SG2liM_0o8I/AAAAAAAAAX4/Vt7wE8tgaTg/s320/beach+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Newport Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SG2ldDYf0jI/AAAAAAAAAXw/vAfrbWehs9k/s1600-h/beach+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219009461735117362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SG2ldDYf0jI/AAAAAAAAAXw/vAfrbWehs9k/s320/beach+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SG2lFafppcI/AAAAAAAAAXo/cq70K_Radj4/s1600-h/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219009055622276546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SG2lFafppcI/AAAAAAAAAXo/cq70K_Radj4/s320/130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Balboa beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SG2kOog49rI/AAAAAAAAAXg/_6wbahtZskE/s1600-h/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219008114492765874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SG2kOog49rI/AAAAAAAAAXg/_6wbahtZskE/s320/095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corona Del Mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SG2jWhGYyKI/AAAAAAAAAXY/l4vPra837DA/s1600-h/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219007150429882530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SG2jWhGYyKI/AAAAAAAAAXY/l4vPra837DA/s320/092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is just off of Balboa Island. Every year we take out the boat to see these guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SG2i2bCa6NI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/KNiFJHOXV-U/s1600-h/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219006599046818002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SG2i2bCa6NI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/KNiFJHOXV-U/s320/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi helping dad drive the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, these are the last of the pictures from our trip to California. Every summer we go to Balboa Island and stay at the Jacobsen's home on the island. We love going down there. It's so much fun. We pretty much beach it on the days were not at Disneyland ect.. The house is three houses from the beach so we walk down there alot. There are no waves there so it's great for Naomi. Sometimes we take the ferry over to Newport Beach or drive to another beach like Corona Del Mar. Some like to body board . Naomi was totally afraid of the waves so she wouldn't get near the water at those beaches. Hopefully next year she'll try the water. We also take the boat out and check out the sea lions layin' around on the buoy. Naomi got a kick out of that. Each night we would walk down to the main street on the island and get an ice cream. Frozen bananas are popular but I've never gotten one! We also take walks around the island along the boardwalk and look at all the fun houses. Naomi was obsessed with walking from the house to the beach and back. We had a great time this year and I'm already looking forward to the next time. Until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-1137753560768865304?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1137753560768865304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=1137753560768865304' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/1137753560768865304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/1137753560768865304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/beach-2008.html' title='Beach 2008'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SG2lrlCC9KI/AAAAAAAAAYI/tTEVbJj4Vmo/s72-c/sand+on+nose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-3077973017114234959</id><published>2008-06-27T12:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:25.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SGVHlN2sDdI/AAAAAAAAAXE/6LpbBjUy2KM/s1600-h/097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216654448078360018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SGVHlN2sDdI/AAAAAAAAAXE/6LpbBjUy2KM/s320/097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SGVHZPJKH4I/AAAAAAAAAW8/1bZvkwQataE/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216654242265833346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SGVHZPJKH4I/AAAAAAAAAW8/1bZvkwQataE/s320/099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SGVHLo_4IKI/AAAAAAAAAW0/WeMDWrL1Plk/s1600-h/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216654008688058530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SGVHLo_4IKI/AAAAAAAAAW0/WeMDWrL1Plk/s320/103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what I get when I ask for a mad face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SGVHCNfQtUI/AAAAAAAAAWs/eA_kGlShySc/s1600-h/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216653846684677442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SGVHCNfQtUI/AAAAAAAAAWs/eA_kGlShySc/s320/105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was ready for her nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SGVGxPADvvI/AAAAAAAAAWk/AJWjX3IBxAM/s1600-h/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216653555032899314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SGVGxPADvvI/AAAAAAAAAWk/AJWjX3IBxAM/s320/111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad and Naomi riding the tour bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SGVGL8NpFqI/AAAAAAAAAWc/DSuPG9vxRtU/s1600-h/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216652914334439074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SGVGL8NpFqI/AAAAAAAAAWc/DSuPG9vxRtU/s320/118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and Naomi on Sky Safari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SGVF_h2EL3I/AAAAAAAAAWU/zmXM_J_g1Vs/s1600-h/120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216652701097799538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SGVF_h2EL3I/AAAAAAAAAWU/zmXM_J_g1Vs/s320/120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course we had to go to the petting zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SGVFyZfK1mI/AAAAAAAAAWM/D5x-Jj2_nr4/s1600-h/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216652475515983458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SGVFyZfK1mI/AAAAAAAAAWM/D5x-Jj2_nr4/s320/124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SGVFnfxJ9EI/AAAAAAAAAWE/qgHZwLrkhmI/s1600-h/127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216652288223474754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SGVFnfxJ9EI/AAAAAAAAAWE/qgHZwLrkhmI/s320/127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were in California we went to the San Diego Zoo. We had such a good time and of course Naomi loved it! Anything with animals. That zoo is so big that I don't think we saw everything. Fortunately, they have tour buses and the sky safari so you don't have to walk to everything. The bus ride was also a great napping place. Unfortunately, some animals were hiding. Oh well, we still had a great time. They had a show with a seal and some birds that flew above you. Naomi thought is was so cool. I wish we could have gone down to touch the seal. She would of loved it. Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-3077973017114234959?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3077973017114234959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=3077973017114234959' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/3077973017114234959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/3077973017114234959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/san-diego-zoo.html' title='San Diego Zoo'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SGVHlN2sDdI/AAAAAAAAAXE/6LpbBjUy2KM/s72-c/097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-6976379670084482701</id><published>2008-06-22T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:27.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8g6SE8_vI/AAAAAAAAAVc/SxmjRfWtW5Q/s1600-h/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214923079175438066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8g6SE8_vI/AAAAAAAAAVc/SxmjRfWtW5Q/s320/083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8gvsDrRLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/tg4XrEIVuf4/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214922897170842802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8gvsDrRLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/tg4XrEIVuf4/s320/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi loves Tigger and Pooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8gcsAixLI/AAAAAAAAAVM/uSahCbvNHCk/s1600-h/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214922570740188338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8gcsAixLI/AAAAAAAAAVM/uSahCbvNHCk/s320/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Naomi and her cousin Sarah waiting for the parade at California Adventure. Nasty, I know. Whatever helps while we're waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8gUmGLEsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/GdUChcPVDdw/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214922431714235074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8gUmGLEsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/GdUChcPVDdw/s320/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Always loves the merry go round. It was the only ride that didn't have a line. Imagine that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8gNAxCQ0I/AAAAAAAAAU8/xJ5d9_d8OZM/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214922301434381122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8gNAxCQ0I/AAAAAAAAAU8/xJ5d9_d8OZM/s320/059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi and Sarah going on Dumbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8f7yOwAgI/AAAAAAAAAU0/KnfjGlHmSFs/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214922005474705922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8f7yOwAgI/AAAAAAAAAU0/KnfjGlHmSFs/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi and Aunt Amy on the Jungle Cruise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8fvoHJx4I/AAAAAAAAAUs/pJNxoeZL4Vw/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214921796600055682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8fvoHJx4I/AAAAAAAAAUs/pJNxoeZL4Vw/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready for bugs life show. She didn't keep the glassed on. She was pretty freaked out by the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8fkjES4zI/AAAAAAAAAUk/vyXObg6260A/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214921606267331378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8fkjES4zI/AAAAAAAAAUk/vyXObg6260A/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to a princess breakfast and met all the princesses. Snow White tried to talk to Naomi but she didn't want any of them to touch or talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8fbqlHdnI/AAAAAAAAAUc/bpfaWcbzMXM/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214921453665220210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8fbqlHdnI/AAAAAAAAAUc/bpfaWcbzMXM/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again, bugs life with dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8fFsNjX3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/owyNF4FupLs/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214921076146134898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8fFsNjX3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/owyNF4FupLs/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8ewn6trlI/AAAAAAAAAUM/RgEpn_tk1WY/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214920714216123986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8ewn6trlI/AAAAAAAAAUM/RgEpn_tk1WY/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was so interested in Pooh's Ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8eomGFPKI/AAAAAAAAAUE/3gf1w6aVZ14/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214920576287980706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8eomGFPKI/AAAAAAAAAUE/3gf1w6aVZ14/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our first Disneyland trip with Naomi this year. We arrived at 8:30 in the morning and lefted at 9:00 at night. Longest day ever! Next year we definitely need to do a two day pass. But, we had a really good time. Naomi liked every ride we went on. She cried in bug's life but we expected that. We tried to find Tigger and Pooh but only saw them at the parade. She's totally into Tigger and Pooh right now. She saw Mickey, Donald and Pluto. Unfortunately, Chris became sick that day and went back to the house in the afternoon. So, it was Naomi and I with my sister in law and two of her kids. Crazy! Sick or not, Chris has to be there the entire day next time. We were only able to go on two rides after he left. Naomi is not able to wait 20 minutes or more for a ride. She's just runnin' around. By the end of the day, she was covered in lemonade, cotton candy, sweat and sucker. She was dirty! Even though she took an hour and a half nap in her stroller, she zonked out the minute we pulled out of the parking lot. All in all we had a great time. It's so fun to experience things like this her. I love seeing her excitement. And I look forward to going next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-6976379670084482701?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6976379670084482701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=6976379670084482701' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/6976379670084482701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/6976379670084482701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/06/disneyland.html' title='Disneyland!'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SF8g6SE8_vI/AAAAAAAAAVc/SxmjRfWtW5Q/s72-c/083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-219040636847294922</id><published>2008-05-24T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:28.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool days are here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SDjhTPuB9BI/AAAAAAAAAT8/FHVd9mwzp38/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204157090179970066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SDjhTPuB9BI/AAAAAAAAAT8/FHVd9mwzp38/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SDjhIvuB9AI/AAAAAAAAAT0/qPFuybiucIY/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204156909791343618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SDjhIvuB9AI/AAAAAAAAAT0/qPFuybiucIY/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SDjg-fuB8_I/AAAAAAAAATs/pPWFFCitIrQ/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204156733697684466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SDjg-fuB8_I/AAAAAAAAATs/pPWFFCitIrQ/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SDjgi_uB8-I/AAAAAAAAATk/AGw2BgqHwKk/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204156261251281890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SDjgi_uB8-I/AAAAAAAAATk/AGw2BgqHwKk/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa and Naomi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SDjgVvuB89I/AAAAAAAAATc/XUr-OdWEy08/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204156033618015186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SDjgVvuB89I/AAAAAAAAATc/XUr-OdWEy08/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, maybe pool days are here. The weather is so funky here in Utah. But, last Monday and Tuesday were definitely hot enough for the pool. My dad has had his pool open for the last two months but this is the first time we've gone swimming. We didn't know what swimming device was the best for Naomi. She's too big to sit in a floaty. And a life jacket pulls her forward or backward in the water. So, we tried floaties and they seem to work out the best. We are still teaching her how to balance in the water on her own but she's caught on very quickly. My parents pool has a a shelf for her to walk around on but from time to time she likes to go out and venture. Naturally, it makes me very nervous. She inherited Chris's adventurous side which he loves. But, I swear she has no fear with most things. After two days of swimming she was jumping to Chris, going all the way into the water! We're thinking by the end of this summer she'll probably be a pretty good swimmer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-219040636847294922?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/219040636847294922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=219040636847294922' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/219040636847294922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/219040636847294922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/pool-days-are-here.html' title='Pool days are here!'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SDjhTPuB9BI/AAAAAAAAAT8/FHVd9mwzp38/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-2321267135165241722</id><published>2008-05-14T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:29.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCuzddZ3bFI/AAAAAAAAATQ/mTXkeuzkgBg/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200447513420065874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCuzddZ3bFI/AAAAAAAAATQ/mTXkeuzkgBg/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the kids at Wheeler Farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCuzR9Z3bEI/AAAAAAAAATI/W_Usn6j-Ltw/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200447315851570242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCuzR9Z3bEI/AAAAAAAAATI/W_Usn6j-Ltw/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi, Jake and Ben on the wagon ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCuzJdZ3bDI/AAAAAAAAATA/8mY82ZJYH3c/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200447169822682162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCuzJdZ3bDI/AAAAAAAAATA/8mY82ZJYH3c/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This horse was abnormally big. Naomi kept walking up to it. And he nipped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCuy_tZ3bCI/AAAAAAAAAS4/GxYVy0tc9zE/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200447002318957602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCuy_tZ3bCI/AAAAAAAAAS4/GxYVy0tc9zE/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi and Ben being silly with the sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCuy4NZ3bBI/AAAAAAAAASw/yW2maAy22dk/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200446873469938706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCuy4NZ3bBI/AAAAAAAAASw/yW2maAy22dk/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Random pic of Naomi playing with Mia. Mia just chills until she's had enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCuyi9Z3bAI/AAAAAAAAASo/u8gBqgmj1uk/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200446508397718530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCuyi9Z3bAI/AAAAAAAAASo/u8gBqgmj1uk/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCuybdZ3a_I/AAAAAAAAASg/B6tyM4QZZqY/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200446379548699634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCuybdZ3a_I/AAAAAAAAASg/B6tyM4QZZqY/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Discovery Gateway's little playhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCuyPtZ3a-I/AAAAAAAAASY/BZriFw7Zjeg/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200446177685236706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCuyPtZ3a-I/AAAAAAAAASY/BZriFw7Zjeg/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Couldn't get enough of the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCux_tZ3a9I/AAAAAAAAASQ/nF-jWCvcNIY/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200445902807329746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCux_tZ3a9I/AAAAAAAAASQ/nF-jWCvcNIY/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She thought this was so cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCuxttZ3a8I/AAAAAAAAASI/fhjvfZetwxA/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200445593569684418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCuxttZ3a8I/AAAAAAAAASI/fhjvfZetwxA/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hallie and Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a blog slacker. We've done some fun things in the last week and I haven't blogged about it. So, I'm just going to sum it up in this one blog. Last week we went to Discovery in Gateway with Hallie and Kelsey. That place is pretty cool. I'm not sure why they make parents pay when we're just standing by watching our kids play. But, Naomi seemed to have a great time. I think her favorite was the water system. She loved playing in the water with the balls and boats. By the time we left she was soaked! Her second favorite was probably the balls that swoop up in tubes. She thought that was hilarious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been to the park about a thousand times! Sometimes twice a day! I would love to walk over to get some exercise but Naomi just wants to walk. And if I let that happen it would take all day to get there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went to Wheeler Farm with Becky, Ben, Becca and her three kids. The last time I was there was in high school for country dancing night. I think Becca's oldest, Jake, is smitten with Naomi since I saw him give her a kiss on the lips! He's such a cute kid. As always, Naomi was running around not listening to a word I was saying. At one point, her and Ben were taking off and both Becky and I were yelling their names and we didn't even get a "look back". We had a good time though. All those kids hadn't seen each other since last summer. They'll see alot more of each other since we decided that we're going to have a set day each week when we meet up for swimming at my parents. I'm so excited! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, there you go. That's what my week was like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-2321267135165241722?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2321267135165241722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=2321267135165241722' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/2321267135165241722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/2321267135165241722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/whats-up.html' title='What&apos;s up?'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCuzddZ3bFI/AAAAAAAAATQ/mTXkeuzkgBg/s72-c/041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-7457172588612428411</id><published>2008-05-07T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:31.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We love animals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCIMCgyIYtI/AAAAAAAAASA/rT9aGos5EP8/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197730157238444754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCIMCgyIYtI/AAAAAAAAASA/rT9aGos5EP8/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The goats were so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCILjQyIYsI/AAAAAAAAAR4/0aTiKutOhd4/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197729620367532738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCILjQyIYsI/AAAAAAAAAR4/0aTiKutOhd4/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After I took this pic she kissed the pig on the nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCILRAyIYrI/AAAAAAAAARw/R_tnrNPSO6g/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197729306834920114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCILRAyIYrI/AAAAAAAAARw/R_tnrNPSO6g/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She also kissed this one on the nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCILIQyIYqI/AAAAAAAAARo/0eL-n7nA4rQ/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197729156511064738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCILIQyIYqI/AAAAAAAAARo/0eL-n7nA4rQ/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCIK1AyIYpI/AAAAAAAAARg/Dvj5YvpPJ5g/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197728825798582930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCIK1AyIYpI/AAAAAAAAARg/Dvj5YvpPJ5g/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCIKhAyIYoI/AAAAAAAAARY/3g7AWlm4_V4/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197728482201199234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCIKhAyIYoI/AAAAAAAAARY/3g7AWlm4_V4/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCIKOAyIYnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/gAYqGjq8WQc/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197728155783684722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCIKOAyIYnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/gAYqGjq8WQc/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She kept sitting on this sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCIGKAyIYmI/AAAAAAAAARI/vtVa3yb-rBA/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197723689017696866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCIGKAyIYmI/AAAAAAAAARI/vtVa3yb-rBA/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCIF4wyIYlI/AAAAAAAAARA/jD_SvIqAjH8/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197723392664953426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCIF4wyIYlI/AAAAAAAAARA/jD_SvIqAjH8/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we went to Gardner Village's petting zoo with Lesley and Kolton. Both kids LOVED the animals. I think Naomi hugged, if not kissed, every animal. The baby goats are so cute. Lesley and I were saying we now want a goat. Naomi was cruising around screaming with excitement. Best two bucks I've ever spent. We'll definitely be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-7457172588612428411?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7457172588612428411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=7457172588612428411' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/7457172588612428411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/7457172588612428411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/we-love-animals.html' title='We love animals'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SCIMCgyIYtI/AAAAAAAAASA/rT9aGos5EP8/s72-c/043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-3310182112327686846</id><published>2008-05-01T20:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:32.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SBqGwHrjA_I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/IrLcF4dNFRA/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195613281378829298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SBqGwHrjA_I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/IrLcF4dNFRA/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SBqGonrjA-I/AAAAAAAAAQw/yvhl-iPR_Qc/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195613152529810402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SBqGonrjA-I/AAAAAAAAAQw/yvhl-iPR_Qc/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SBqGWXrjA9I/AAAAAAAAAQo/ycLn2lRbAUk/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195612838997197778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SBqGWXrjA9I/AAAAAAAAAQo/ycLn2lRbAUk/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SBqGEXrjA8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/DK2pxEVmjEA/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195612529759552450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SBqGEXrjA8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/DK2pxEVmjEA/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was going on here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SBqF7nrjA7I/AAAAAAAAAQY/Nro8fzeoN1k/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195612379435697074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SBqF7nrjA7I/AAAAAAAAAQY/Nro8fzeoN1k/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SBqFhHrjA6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/8fP-nVq2mik/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195611924169163682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SBqFhHrjA6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/8fP-nVq2mik/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, we went to the zoo with Becky and Ben. Those two really enjoyed themselves as you can see. They're so funny together. They get pretty wild and love to follow each other around. Becky and I notice that their ears are "turned off" when they're together. I guess they're having too much fun to listen to their moms! We love getting together with Ben. He is such a cute boy and so fun to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-3310182112327686846?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3310182112327686846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=3310182112327686846' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/3310182112327686846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/3310182112327686846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/05/zoo-day.html' title='Zoo day'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SBqGwHrjA_I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/IrLcF4dNFRA/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-979185782328253867</id><published>2008-04-22T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:32.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SA6rmnrjA5I/AAAAAAAAAQI/h9VNL1KeuqM/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192276100379771794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SA6rmnrjA5I/AAAAAAAAAQI/h9VNL1KeuqM/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SA6rZ3rjA4I/AAAAAAAAAQA/7jl2FgHhhR4/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192275881336439682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SA6rZ3rjA4I/AAAAAAAAAQA/7jl2FgHhhR4/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SA6rOXrjA3I/AAAAAAAAAP4/QCo7a1Ee8Y0/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192275683767944050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SA6rOXrjA3I/AAAAAAAAAP4/QCo7a1Ee8Y0/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SA6rDHrjA2I/AAAAAAAAAPw/cV5D9yPX1KU/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192275490494415714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SA6rDHrjA2I/AAAAAAAAAPw/cV5D9yPX1KU/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SA6q2XrjA1I/AAAAAAAAAPo/bYxFvyrE_kw/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192275271451083602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SA6q2XrjA1I/AAAAAAAAAPo/bYxFvyrE_kw/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we went out for Becca's b-day. Becca chose Macaroni Grill and it was pretty good. As always, we had a great time. Good food, good chats, good company. Unfortunately, everyone but Sabrena and I bailed so the two of us went for pedicures. Totally worth the twenty bucks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have recipe night this Thursday and my friends, except for maybe Sabrena, don't enjoy picture taking. So, since I probably won't bring my camera, I'm posting these pics to show off my cute friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-979185782328253867?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/979185782328253867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=979185782328253867' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/979185782328253867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/979185782328253867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/04/cute-girls.html' title='Cute girls'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SA6rmnrjA5I/AAAAAAAAAQI/h9VNL1KeuqM/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-4347813603872905653</id><published>2008-04-18T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:33.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just an update for those who care</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SAj78TFML-I/AAAAAAAAAPg/u6-Gt52peG8/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190675583877263330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SAj78TFML-I/AAAAAAAAAPg/u6-Gt52peG8/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SAj7tjFML9I/AAAAAAAAAPY/E3JkPfpeqII/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190675330474192850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SAj7tjFML9I/AAAAAAAAAPY/E3JkPfpeqII/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SAj7eTFML8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/EWByfT_mZKU/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190675068481187778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SAj7eTFML8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/EWByfT_mZKU/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SAj6-TFML7I/AAAAAAAAAPI/79fPgXcsaVM/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190674518725373874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SAj6-TFML7I/AAAAAAAAAPI/79fPgXcsaVM/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SAj6xzFML6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/2UMyfIq4DW0/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190674303977009058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/SAj6xzFML6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/2UMyfIq4DW0/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since Easter we really haven't done too much. But, we did get with Kelsey and Hallie earlier this week for a music class at Gymboree. I think the girls enjoyed it. Hallie was totally into it from the start. Naomi had to warm for a little bit. Soon enough she was right in there with Hallie banging on all the instruments. Kelsey and I tried to get a pic without anything in their mouths but that didn't work as you can see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first three pics demonstrate Naomi's hyperness before bedtime last night. Sometimes she gets so hyper I wonder if she's ever going to get sleepy. Chris and I find it funny though. We can just sit and watch her because she's so amusing to us. I think I asked her a thousand times, "do you want to get your jammies on and go nite nite". Obviously, she says NO! Unfortunately, she still likes Teletubbies. She's always saying, "La La, Po". I need to break her of those weirdos fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-4347813603872905653?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4347813603872905653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=4347813603872905653' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/4347813603872905653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/4347813603872905653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-update-for-those-who-care.html' title='Just an update for those who care'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/SAj78TFML-I/AAAAAAAAAPg/u6-Gt52peG8/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-8095128807609048269</id><published>2008-04-02T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:34.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R_O1u58Ej8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/lumw8Jttljw/s1600-h/lucy+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184687413464960962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R_O1u58Ej8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/lumw8Jttljw/s320/lucy+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousins from the Neeley side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R_O1ap8Ej7I/AAAAAAAAAOw/rErDrpp5mn0/s1600-h/lucy+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184687065572609970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R_O1ap8Ej7I/AAAAAAAAAOw/rErDrpp5mn0/s320/lucy+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our "best" family Easter pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R_O1Np8Ej6I/AAAAAAAAAOo/Q4frDaD_zw4/s1600-h/lucy+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184686842234310562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R_O1Np8Ej6I/AAAAAAAAAOo/Q4frDaD_zw4/s320/lucy+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Swimming at the Jacobsen's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R_O1Ap8Ej5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/Q5oPflyoXl0/s1600-h/lucy+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184686618896011154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R_O1Ap8Ej5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/Q5oPflyoXl0/s320/lucy+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R_O0w58Ej4I/AAAAAAAAAOY/by1ASbsg3xM/s1600-h/lucy+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184686348313071490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R_O0w58Ej4I/AAAAAAAAAOY/by1ASbsg3xM/s320/lucy+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Swimming with dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R_O0hp8Ej3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/5Nx8-hDs8sA/s1600-h/lucy+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184686086320066418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R_O0hp8Ej3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/5Nx8-hDs8sA/s320/lucy+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom looks crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, I'm posting pics from Easter. Like every year, we spent Easter in St. George. We went down a little earlier so we could spend time with Chris's parents before my family came down. The weather was so great! I actually got a little tan and it wasn't from laying out but from being outside with Naomi ALL day long! That kid loves to be outside. We went swimming, went for walks each morning and went to the playground a lot. We had a lot of fun down there. On Easter, after church, we had the kids Easter egg hunt and then my parents had an adult Easter egg hunt. Then we had brunch with waffles with whip cream and strawberries, hash browns and sausage. So good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that day, Chris, Naomi and I went over to Chris's parents home and had Easter dinner with them. The next day we drove home with Chris's brother's four kids and babysat them for the week while they were in New Zealand. Watching five kids for a week was a lot of work! It's very different going from taking care of one child to five children. They're kids are good so it wasn't' that bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-8095128807609048269?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8095128807609048269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=8095128807609048269' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/8095128807609048269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/8095128807609048269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/R_O1u58Ej8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/lumw8Jttljw/s72-c/lucy+029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-6837670172422284108</id><published>2008-03-18T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:35.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's get out of the house!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R9_J7CMl_WI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1AitZEin3IM/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179080112538516834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R9_J7CMl_WI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1AitZEin3IM/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOVES slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R9_JwSMl_VI/AAAAAAAAAN8/kdE9UnUn8LA/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179079927854923090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R9_JwSMl_VI/AAAAAAAAAN8/kdE9UnUn8LA/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi with dad and Mr. giraffe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R9_JkyMl_UI/AAAAAAAAAN0/zGQZhjR3eGI/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179079730286427458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R9_JkyMl_UI/AAAAAAAAAN0/zGQZhjR3eGI/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom, Naomi, and cousin Kolton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R9_HtSMl_TI/AAAAAAAAANs/GyjSIe6-orQ/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179077677292059954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R9_HtSMl_TI/AAAAAAAAANs/GyjSIe6-orQ/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Merry go round at South Towne. She LOVED it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R9_HdyMl_SI/AAAAAAAAANk/xgYOYPb9rUw/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179077411004087586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R9_HdyMl_SI/AAAAAAAAANk/xgYOYPb9rUw/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maybe the swings at Jungle Jims were too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R9_HRSMl_RI/AAAAAAAAANc/vbqcOAYjGbw/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179077196255722770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R9_HRSMl_RI/AAAAAAAAANc/vbqcOAYjGbw/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lovin' the merry go round again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R9_HCSMl_QI/AAAAAAAAANU/Yd4DmHNgxzY/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179076938557684994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R9_HCSMl_QI/AAAAAAAAANU/Yd4DmHNgxzY/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi and cousin Emmye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R9_G1iMl_PI/AAAAAAAAANM/5jngJwSudus/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179076719514352882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R9_G1iMl_PI/AAAAAAAAANM/5jngJwSudus/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zonked out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi is so sick of being inside so we've been venturing out and about. Luckily, I have lot's of parks and an elementary school very close to us. Naomi is still really into animals. Right now she is into saying star and moon and wants to go out at night and see them. Those are her two newest words. She has been saying "no" alot more. And, it's in a high pitch tone. A lot of gibberish so I'm just waiting for her to start talking. I still haven't gotten her to drink milk or chocolate milk out of a sippy cup but we're working on it. She loves to color so we bought her a HUGE Dora coloring book and that keeps her busy. Sometimes what keeps her busy too is giving her a few wipes and then she goes around the house wiping things down. She did it for about a half an hour or more last night. Whatever keeps her busy so I can do other things is fine by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-6837670172422284108?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6837670172422284108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=6837670172422284108' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/6837670172422284108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/6837670172422284108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/03/lets-get-out-of-house.html' title='Let&apos;s get out of the house!'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/R9_J7CMl_WI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1AitZEin3IM/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-5784204905469751228</id><published>2008-03-01T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:36.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>recipe club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R8ovBoY8dNI/AAAAAAAAANE/oTakanZoLpw/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172998827056854226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R8ovBoY8dNI/AAAAAAAAANE/oTakanZoLpw/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R8ouIYY8dMI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Awhp9agHaBE/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172997843509343426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R8ouIYY8dMI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Awhp9agHaBE/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R8ot9YY8dLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/toigHe5MPN0/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172997654530782386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R8ot9YY8dLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/toigHe5MPN0/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R8otQ4Y8dKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/gd0MeccS2Q0/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172996890026603682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R8otQ4Y8dKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/gd0MeccS2Q0/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we had our recipe club night. Everyone is so busy right now that instead of every month we're doing it about every few months. I hosted this night and chose a Martha Stewart theme. We all had to bring a dish from a Martha recipe. Cassie brought a spinach cheese dip for appetizer. Becky brought a greek salad. Marie brought a potato and tomato dish. Sabrena made asparagus. Becca made a four cheese pasta with prosciutto. And I made "surprise" cookies. Everything was so good and Sabrena came over and set the table with all her pieces. It was definitely our nicest recipe night. If anyone knows me they know I don't cook. But, I find myself having the itch to cook after we have these recipe nights. Since I made cookies I tried another cookie recipe the next night for Chris and his friends. And now I want to make vanilla cupcakes tomorrow. I guess it's good but I should probably lay off the baking and start cooking. Anyhoo, it's so fun getting together with everyone. I look forward to the next recipe club night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sabrena's husband, Danny, came over and Chris and him were playing Wii tennis while we mingled. As you can, see Naomi became interested in playing and actually hit a few balls on her own. It was so cute and she loved the attention she was getting. Then, Chris and I played Sabrena and Danny in tennis and whooped their behinds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-5784204905469751228?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5784204905469751228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=5784204905469751228' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/5784204905469751228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/5784204905469751228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/03/recipe-club.html' title='recipe club'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/R8ovBoY8dNI/AAAAAAAAANE/oTakanZoLpw/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-9123466136891001396</id><published>2008-02-24T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:37.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naomi Elizabeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R8JQUTaHgwI/AAAAAAAAAMk/eTC1VgRIMzg/s1600-h/125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170783631912174338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R8JQUTaHgwI/AAAAAAAAAMk/eTC1VgRIMzg/s320/125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love that face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R8JQHzaHgvI/AAAAAAAAAMc/R03djDLu7VI/s1600-h/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170783417163809522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R8JQHzaHgvI/AAAAAAAAAMc/R03djDLu7VI/s320/124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi telling me no no with her finger going side to side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R8JP9TaHguI/AAAAAAAAAMU/O4dShz87JoY/s1600-h/121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170783236775183074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R8JP9TaHguI/AAAAAAAAAMU/O4dShz87JoY/s320/121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We told Naomi she was a kitty with this furry vest&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just wanted to post some cute pics of Naomi. She is growing up too fast for me! I love this girl. She's hilarious. She's rambunctious. She's smart. She's so happy. And she gives me at least 5 to 10 hugs a day. Which I LOVE!! She loves making sounds of animals and saying "what's this" to EVERYTHING. Loves to say over and over, "mama, dada, na-na". Sometimes that's what I wake up to. I could go on and on but I won't. We love her so much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-9123466136891001396?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/9123466136891001396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=9123466136891001396' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/9123466136891001396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/9123466136891001396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/02/naomi-elizabeth.html' title='Naomi Elizabeth'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/R8JQUTaHgwI/AAAAAAAAAMk/eTC1VgRIMzg/s72-c/125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-1001042922416619759</id><published>2008-02-12T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:37.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One black eye and crazy hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R7HE5jaHgtI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Y8PEXkXxEnY/s1600-h/black+eye+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166126740607042258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R7HE5jaHgtI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Y8PEXkXxEnY/s320/black+eye+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R7HEyjaHgsI/AAAAAAAAAME/Hq-qJwIJ0sc/s1600-h/black+eye+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166126620347957954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R7HEyjaHgsI/AAAAAAAAAME/Hq-qJwIJ0sc/s320/black+eye+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R7HEpDaHgrI/AAAAAAAAAL8/s4PPsXtq-bI/s1600-h/black+eye+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166126457139200690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R7HEpDaHgrI/AAAAAAAAAL8/s4PPsXtq-bI/s320/black+eye+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since Naomi is all about climbing on everything she had an accident about five times a day. Last week she trip on our rug and smacked her eye on the kitchen table. Instantly, her eye was purple and swelling up. The next morning, it was more purple and black and was spreading across her eye. After I took this pic it got alot worse. Not only was it dark purple on the top but it had gone around to the bottom of her eye. Just in time for her eighteen month appointment. Of course the doctor asked what happened. Anyway, her eye is still purple but it's definitely getting better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other pic is just an example of how crazy her hair gets during her naps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-1001042922416619759?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1001042922416619759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=1001042922416619759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/1001042922416619759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/1001042922416619759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-black-eye-and-crazy-hair.html' title='One black eye and crazy hair'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/R7HE5jaHgtI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Y8PEXkXxEnY/s72-c/black+eye+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-2891161531259658871</id><published>2008-01-27T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:37.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>St. George</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R51U9wDeElI/AAAAAAAAAL0/iXJU3MUBlrk/s1600-h/naomi+asleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160374167884665426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R51U9wDeElI/AAAAAAAAAL0/iXJU3MUBlrk/s320/naomi+asleep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to St. George last weekend to see Chris's parents. We decide to take Chris's car instead of mine so Naomi and Mia had to ride next to each other. At first Naomi would kick Mia if she put her head on her carseat but after a while Naomi didn't care. And Naomi would tease Mia with her chicken nuggets. I snapped a cute picture of the two of them on the way home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-2891161531259658871?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2891161531259658871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=2891161531259658871' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/2891161531259658871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/2891161531259658871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/st-george.html' title='St. George'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/R51U9wDeElI/AAAAAAAAAL0/iXJU3MUBlrk/s72-c/naomi+asleep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-2572048513200069913</id><published>2008-01-04T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:38.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R353UkNlnCI/AAAAAAAAALc/U5NIFCWlFRY/s1600-h/wedding+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151686218960182306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="56" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R353UkNlnCI/AAAAAAAAALc/U5NIFCWlFRY/s320/wedding+3.jpg" width="53" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3521ENlnAI/AAAAAAAAALM/7xLrWe0eurU/s1600-h/wedding+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151685677794302978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 403px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 401px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="87" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3521ENlnAI/AAAAAAAAALM/7xLrWe0eurU/s320/wedding+1.jpg" width="79" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151685926902406162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="37" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R353DkNlnBI/AAAAAAAAALU/AO1AB4yf1Es/s320/wedding+2.jpg" width="42" border="0" /&gt;Don't ya love the caution tape!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151686343514233906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="66" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R353b0NlnDI/AAAAAAAAALk/fgoqtQ4iVBQ/s320/utah+state.jpg" width="17" border="0" /&gt;This was taken in 1995. Chris and I had just started dating. We look like we're up to no good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On January 3rd 2002 Chris and I were sealed in the Salt Lake Temple. I always wanted a summer wedding but because we got engaged in October I didn't want to wait 9 months or more to get married. For heaven sakes we had been dating for 6 years!! The last six years of marriage have been entertaining and exciting. And I look forward to more excitement!! Chris is a great husband and father and I'm lucky to have him in my life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-2572048513200069913?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2572048513200069913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=2572048513200069913' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/2572048513200069913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/2572048513200069913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/R353UkNlnCI/AAAAAAAAALc/U5NIFCWlFRY/s72-c/wedding+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-1887734579118434530</id><published>2008-01-02T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:39.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls X-mas Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3vCaUNlm_I/AAAAAAAAALE/P9kJ-iSfkwA/s1600-h/Christmas+party+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150924356186381298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3vCaUNlm_I/AAAAAAAAALE/P9kJ-iSfkwA/s320/Christmas+party+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crazy ladies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3vCNkNlm-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/IzYBldFLZyI/s1600-h/Christmas+party+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150924137143049186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3vCNkNlm-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/IzYBldFLZyI/s320/Christmas+party+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3vB7UNlm9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/2Xiy-lOHf4o/s1600-h/Christmas+party+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150923823610436562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3vB7UNlm9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/2Xiy-lOHf4o/s320/Christmas+party+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Marie is going to try out for America's Next Top Pregnant Model&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3vBuUNlm8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/5h8cJ6sV2tE/s1600-h/Christmas+party+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150923600272137154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3vBuUNlm8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/5h8cJ6sV2tE/s320/Christmas+party+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3vBiENlm7I/AAAAAAAAAKk/agfYutejSrA/s1600-h/Christmas+party+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150923389818739634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3vBiENlm7I/AAAAAAAAAKk/agfYutejSrA/s320/Christmas+party+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tim, Christianne's hubby, showing off his killer white elephant gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3vBX0Nlm6I/AAAAAAAAAKc/eYT1dBpKxbw/s1600-h/Christmas+party+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150923213725080482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3vBX0Nlm6I/AAAAAAAAAKc/eYT1dBpKxbw/s320/Christmas+party+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friends forever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3vBOkNlm5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/5qsWdC_lVzw/s1600-h/Christmas+party+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150923054811290514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3vBOkNlm5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/5qsWdC_lVzw/s320/Christmas+party+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had our annual girl Christmas party a few days ago. As always, we had a great time. The white elephants were outstanding again this year. It's to the point where we are buying them months in advance. Some of us ended up with 50 year old food storage, pregnancy tests with gum and incense, holy water that was blessed, t-shirts for men seeking men, oversized calculators, simpson chia pets, ect.. Honestly, I can't remember all of them. But it was really fun. As you can see, we spent alot of time taking pictures. There were a few girls who couldn't make it but we still had a great time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-1887734579118434530?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1887734579118434530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=1887734579118434530' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/1887734579118434530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/1887734579118434530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2008/01/girls-x-mas-party.html' title='Girls X-mas Party'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3vCaUNlm_I/AAAAAAAAALE/P9kJ-iSfkwA/s72-c/Christmas+party+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-784901340484150730</id><published>2007-12-29T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:40.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3c6rUNlm3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/UjGKBcC45So/s1600-h/christmas+kitchen+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149649214755937138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3c6rUNlm3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/UjGKBcC45So/s320/christmas+kitchen+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3c6XUNlm2I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1qt_ZCM0Uqo/s1600-h/christmas+day+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149648871158553442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3c6XUNlm2I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1qt_ZCM0Uqo/s320/christmas+day+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3c55ENlm0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/_pl7bz9L-a0/s1600-h/christmas+day+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149648351467510594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3c55ENlm0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/_pl7bz9L-a0/s320/christmas+day+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3c5v0NlmzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PybG1_A3KRI/s1600-h/christmas+day+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149648192553720626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3c5v0NlmzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PybG1_A3KRI/s320/christmas+day+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3c5ikNlmyI/AAAAAAAAAJc/OmBhLeiKyIo/s1600-h/christmas+day+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149647964920453922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3c5ikNlmyI/AAAAAAAAAJc/OmBhLeiKyIo/s320/christmas+day+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Annual Christmas sisters-mom pajama pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3c5TENlmxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/UyLrpTp2SIg/s1600-h/christmas+day+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149647698632481554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3c5TENlmxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/UyLrpTp2SIg/s320/christmas+day+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great Christmas this year. By the time Christmas day arrived, Naomi was a pro at opening gifts. And not only her gifts but everyone's gifts. Chris and I decided that this year we would only get Naomi a couple things. With all the toys we've purchased throughout the year and the gifts she'll get from Grandparents and such, Naomi will have plenty this Christmas. So, we bought her a little people's farm. Right now she's obsessed with animals. She loves it! And, she also received a little broom. She's always getting mine out and sweeping. So far she's swept the kitchen a few times. Another great thing Naomi loves is the kitchen Grandma and Grandpa Neeley gave her. We put it in her room since her should be playroom is two floors down and full of Christmas stuff. I bought some play food so she keeps herself busy playing in her kitchen. We hope everyone had a great Holiday and has a great New Years! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-784901340484150730?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/784901340484150730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=784901340484150730' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/784901340484150730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/784901340484150730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/R3c6rUNlm3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/UjGKBcC45So/s72-c/christmas+kitchen+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-1659056311575637655</id><published>2007-12-23T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:41.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R28oMENlmvI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wUH92bHRTQ0/s1600-h/christmas+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147377086862039794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R28oMENlmvI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wUH92bHRTQ0/s320/christmas+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi hating Santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R28oFkNlmuI/AAAAAAAAAI8/XosQ4G14ftE/s1600-h/christmas+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147376975192890082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R28oFkNlmuI/AAAAAAAAAI8/XosQ4G14ftE/s320/christmas+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Totally hating Santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R28n70NlmtI/AAAAAAAAAI0/BULnq8WA4Ao/s1600-h/christmas+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147376807689165522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R28n70NlmtI/AAAAAAAAAI0/BULnq8WA4Ao/s320/christmas+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before Santa arrived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R28jYENlmsI/AAAAAAAAAIs/F1KnfL84Kgg/s1600-h/christmas+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147371795462331074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R28jYENlmsI/AAAAAAAAAIs/F1KnfL84Kgg/s320/christmas+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma and Grandpa Jacobsen with Gordy being Gordy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R28jOkNlmrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1G1mf3pnen8/s1600-h/christmas+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147371632253573810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R28jOkNlmrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1G1mf3pnen8/s320/christmas+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gift from Grandparents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R28jHUNlmqI/AAAAAAAAAIc/YB-YUR_XAbw/s1600-h/christmas+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147371507699522210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R28jHUNlmqI/AAAAAAAAAIc/YB-YUR_XAbw/s320/christmas+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacobsen Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R28i_ENlmpI/AAAAAAAAAIU/axAX99sMFJo/s1600-h/christmas+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147371365965601426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R28i_ENlmpI/AAAAAAAAAIU/axAX99sMFJo/s320/christmas+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; playing in the snow at Solitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R28i2UNlmoI/AAAAAAAAAIM/4Bwac1ZATGY/s1600-h/christmas+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147371215641746050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R28i2UNlmoI/AAAAAAAAAIM/4Bwac1ZATGY/s320/christmas+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad and Naomi at Solutide's lodge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend we celebrated Christmas with Chris's family. My in laws came up from St. George for a couple of days and stayed with us. It was so nice having them around. Since they moved, we don't see them very much. Friday night we went over to my brother in laws and had a traditional Christmas dinner and then opened gifts. For the family gift my in laws gave everyone, including the little kids, Balboa Island sweatshirts. They looked so cute on the little ones. When I opened up Naomi's I said I wanted one in my size and I did! Of course we all put them on a took a family picture. We are going to Balboa in June and I'm sure those sweatshirts will come in handy for the evenings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Jacobsen's always go skiing around Christmas so the next day everyone went up to Solitude. I actually don't ski, but I went up for a few hours and hung out at the lodge with whoever was taking a break at the time. Of course, Chris wanted to take Naomi down a few hills so we bundled her in her cousins stuff and down they went. She was laughing and pointing at the people skiing down the hill. Next year, Chris wants to get one of those harnesses and take her skiing with that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday night, we had the annual Neeley Christmas party at the Gallivan Center. Santa came and Naomi did not like him at all. The closer her got, the more upset she got. When her name was called, I had to go up with her and sit on Santa's lap. Everytime he looked at her she would freak out. Maybe it was his awful breath. Santa definitely needed a mint. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-1659056311575637655?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1659056311575637655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=1659056311575637655' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/1659056311575637655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/1659056311575637655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-fun.html' title='Christmas fun!'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/R28oMENlmvI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wUH92bHRTQ0/s72-c/christmas+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-2718378630366124107</id><published>2007-12-15T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T19:50:14.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which is worse...</title><content type='html'>Being thrown up on or your husband telling you there is somebody in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First story:&lt;/strong&gt; Monday night Naomi was acting up. She wasn't eating her veggie burger and clementine for dinner. I was so annoyed. But I let her out of her highchair to play. Then she started to be real clingy so I took her into the family room to play with her before bedtime. We were playing ball and all of a sudden she stopped and threw up. Chunks of veggie burger and clementine were spewing out of her mouth like a fountain. So, I called to my husband to clean up her throw up while I cleaned her up. I take her clothes and she is lying on my leg in her diaper staring at the Christmas tree. I'm just tickling her back for about ten minutes and decide that I'm going to lay on the couch with her laying on top of me. Why? Apparently I wasn't thinking too well. So, I get on the couch and about one minute later she let's out this disgusting burp. She looks up and throws up on me. From about chin down. By the way, I had just cleaned my couches that day. So, I roll us off the couch, she throws up some more and I take us up to the shower to clean us off while Chris is cleaning up the throw up. I'll have to say that I felt my own throw up coming up but I knew it would just make things worse if I did so I kept it down. In conclusion, she threw up a few more times and then finally went to bed. Needless to say, she is still sick but no throw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second story:&lt;/strong&gt; As some of you know, Chris is a sleep talker and walker. Some of my family members have experienced this first hand. I would tell some stories but I think it would embarrass him. Anyway, I deal with his sleep talking/walking on average once a week. Well, this particular night was disturbing. Two evenings ago, Chris started watching a show called paranormal state (I think that's what it's called). It was some freaky show about kids who see dead people and are being haunted by them. I was on the laptop so I wasn't really paying attention but I could tell it was super freaky. When I started to pay attention it was a story about a boy and his mother who were being haunted by a demon who had lived in their house forever ago. This show was giving me crappy feelings so I told Chris that he can finish watching this episode but he can never watch it again. I know, I sound like his mother but I didn't want to have any of that in my house. So, later that night as we're sleeping Chris says to me " do you see that little boy?". I said what. Chris says, "do see the little boy standing in our room?". I think Chris is just trying to scare me so I tell him he's rude. Then Chris says, "where's the baby boy that you were taking care of?" Still I'm thinking he's awake and being mean so I tell him he's not going to scare me and we go to sleep. The next morning I tell him he's a jerk for trying to scare me and he doesn't even know what I'm talking about. Creepy! Unfortunately, this kind of stuff happens frequently with him. In the beginning, it would totally freak me out. But now, I just tell him he's dreaming and to go back to sleep. People say we should have a camera in our room to see what he does or says at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's my week. I hope I made it entertaining for you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-2718378630366124107?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2718378630366124107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=2718378630366124107' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/2718378630366124107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/2718378630366124107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2007/12/which-is-worse.html' title='Which is worse...'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-8091403735143687543</id><published>2007-11-27T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:42.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R0z9m-dy35I/AAAAAAAAAIE/5mLThXw7GVE/s1600-h/nov.+blog+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137760120967716754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R0z9m-dy35I/AAAAAAAAAIE/5mLThXw7GVE/s320/nov.+blog+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what I look at every morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R0z9audy34I/AAAAAAAAAH8/-idJhuoIJdc/s1600-h/nov.+blog+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137759910514319234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R0z9audy34I/AAAAAAAAAH8/-idJhuoIJdc/s320/nov.+blog+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is always getting into the pantry for snacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R0z9R-dy33I/AAAAAAAAAH0/EFS37MN-dXU/s1600-h/nov.+blog+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137759760190463858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R0z9R-dy33I/AAAAAAAAAH0/EFS37MN-dXU/s320/nov.+blog+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi helping me rake leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R0z9J-dy32I/AAAAAAAAAHs/hSFPMVxBVlc/s1600-h/nov.+blog+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137759622751510370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R0z9J-dy32I/AAAAAAAAAHs/hSFPMVxBVlc/s320/nov.+blog+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She likes to walk around the house in my shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R0z9DOdy31I/AAAAAAAAAHk/7NVynTzY6l8/s1600-h/nov.+blog+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137759506787393362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R0z9DOdy31I/AAAAAAAAAHk/7NVynTzY6l8/s320/nov.+blog+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last day teaching primary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R0z8y-dy30I/AAAAAAAAAHc/RWg5vsASQ8o/s1600-h/nov.+blog+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137759227614519106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R0z8y-dy30I/AAAAAAAAAHc/RWg5vsASQ8o/s320/nov.+blog+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R0z8o-dy3zI/AAAAAAAAAHU/wwxelovhHjI/s1600-h/nov.+blog+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137759055815827250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/R0z8o-dy3zI/AAAAAAAAAHU/wwxelovhHjI/s320/nov.+blog+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Loves to get into the dog crates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanksgiving this year was really fun! Regardless of who's family we go with, it's always in St. George. My family has always had Thanksgiving in S.G. and Chris's family has also for the last few years. Now his parents live there. This year we were with the Jacobsen's. It was the first Thanksgiving in their new house so it was alot of fun. Mia (our dog) loves to go there and play with all the other dogs. Plus, she's loves being around so many people and grandma Jacobsen let's her on the furniture so Mia is all about snuggling up on the comfy chairs. Naomi had a blast. She loves being around all the dogs and kids. She kept her self busy by playing in the playroom and watching people play ping pong. She loved kicking her shoes in the red sand which made me crazy! And Chris and I had a great time spending time with siblings and in laws. Pretty much the boys spent most of their time in the theatre room watching football, playing football on the play station or playing ping pong. And us gals hung out upstairs talking and when the kids went down for the night we watched movies and ate candy. My sister in laws are great! I had such a good time with them. I wish I saw them more often. I'm mad I forgot to take a picture of all of us. All of them are so cute and fun to be around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My family has a little tradition every Thanksgiving where we get up at 4:30 in the morning and drive to Primm Nevada to shop at their outlet mall. Even if it's the Jacobsen's holiday I still go since Chris's family goes golfing for most of the day. We shop for a couple of hours and then drive back to S.G. It's really fun. I usually find really cute things for the three of us. And the Jacobsen's have started a little tradition of their own. We have a mini Olympics. Girls against girls and boys against boys. This year we competed in push ups, long jump, sprint, putting (is that how you spell it?), ping pong and pull ups. I beat the girls in push ups and ping pong and came in second for long jump but they all kicked my butt in putting and sprint. Anyway, we had a good time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, I forgot to take any pictures of the weekend so I posted some of Naomi that I've taken in the last month. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-8091403735143687543?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8091403735143687543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=8091403735143687543' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/8091403735143687543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/8091403735143687543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/R0z9m-dy35I/AAAAAAAAAIE/5mLThXw7GVE/s72-c/nov.+blog+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-7216190614209038834</id><published>2007-10-31T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:43.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Festivities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Ryleyld-OuI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Kc0ZiikrbQw/s1600-h/halloween+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127733873882315490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Ryleyld-OuI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Kc0ZiikrbQw/s320/halloween+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cutest pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RyleBld-OtI/AAAAAAAAAHE/l825xw-YFug/s1600-h/halloween+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127733032068725458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RyleBld-OtI/AAAAAAAAAHE/l825xw-YFug/s320/halloween+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Halloween dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Ryld31d-OsI/AAAAAAAAAG8/bHDeRSzIxHQ/s1600-h/halloween+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127732864565000898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Ryld31d-OsI/AAAAAAAAAG8/bHDeRSzIxHQ/s320/halloween+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bumble bee girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Ryldt1d-OrI/AAAAAAAAAG0/g_etOxef_zA/s1600-h/halloween+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127732692766309042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Ryldt1d-OrI/AAAAAAAAAG0/g_etOxef_zA/s320/halloween+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; strike a pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Rylcl1d-OpI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9v7sDOivZ9E/s1600-h/halloween+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127731455815727762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Rylcl1d-OpI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9v7sDOivZ9E/s320/halloween+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacobsen grandkids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RylccFd-OoI/AAAAAAAAAGc/s3B8zlnkXKY/s1600-h/halloween+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127731288312003202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RylccFd-OoI/AAAAAAAAAGc/s3B8zlnkXKY/s320/halloween+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and Naomi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RylcJFd-OnI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gdEan2DLZbY/s1600-h/halloween+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127730961894488690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RylcJFd-OnI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gdEan2DLZbY/s320/halloween+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and Naomi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween is one of my favorite holidays. We started it off by going to Gardner Village to see the witches and take pictures. Naomi was not cooperating that day so we didn't get many pics. Then I went to Thriller at Tuachan in St. George with my mother-in-law and two of my sister-in-laws. Watching it outside was really fun. I love that show. While we were in St. George, we put all the grandkids in their costumes and took pictures. Everyone looked so cute. When we got back, we went to my mom's annual Halloween dinner. Usually we go dressed up but we drove right in from St. George. She always has soup in bread bowls and lots of Halloween goodies. If any of you know my mom you know she goes crazy with decorating at holidays. Her house is covered, inside and out, with Halloween decorations. It looks really cute and the grandkids love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-7216190614209038834?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7216190614209038834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=7216190614209038834' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/7216190614209038834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/7216190614209038834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween-festivities.html' title='Halloween Festivities'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/Ryleyld-OuI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Kc0ZiikrbQw/s72-c/halloween+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-5248160783951077400</id><published>2007-10-20T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:45.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Rxrj7ShCNII/AAAAAAAAAFI/olGfQQrvjys/s1600-h/turks+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123658133809542274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Rxrj7ShCNII/AAAAAAAAAFI/olGfQQrvjys/s320/turks+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunset at our beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RxrjyChCNHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xWlHM8j7dw0/s1600-h/turks+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123657974895752306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RxrjyChCNHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xWlHM8j7dw0/s320/turks+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chris on his beach cruiser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RxrjlChCNGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/dhA7135wDEQ/s1600-h/turks+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123657751557452898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RxrjlChCNGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/dhA7135wDEQ/s320/turks+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me on my beach cruiser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RxrjZyhCNFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/vJyoK6dK1E0/s1600-h/turks+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123657558283924562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RxrjZyhCNFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/vJyoK6dK1E0/s320/turks+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View from our room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RxrjRChCNEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/L87gg3YB7RU/s1600-h/turks+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123657407960069186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RxrjRChCNEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/L87gg3YB7RU/s320/turks+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The happy couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RxrjIyhCNDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LG8rs18ms6o/s1600-h/turks+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123657266226148402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RxrjIyhCNDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LG8rs18ms6o/s320/turks+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My view from my lawnchair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RxrjAChCNCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PTRDv7nbS-k/s1600-h/turks+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123657115902293026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RxrjAChCNCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PTRDv7nbS-k/s320/turks+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beach babes ( Chris's sunglasses are a joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Rxri3ChCNBI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ezXHM5Gs8uM/s1600-h/turks+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123656961283470354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Rxri3ChCNBI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ezXHM5Gs8uM/s320/turks+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chris on the Hobie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For my 30th birthday, my cute husband had a big surprise for me. My friend Wendi Bench owns Posh Frippery in Gardner Village and she carries the cutest polka dot luggage. Chris came walking in with some of this luggage as my birthday gift. I was so excited and started looking at all the bags. After a little bit, I notice something in my tote. It was a peice of paper that read, "Pack your new bags. Were going to the Turks and Caicos for one week". Obviously, I was ecstatic. But honestly, I knew he was planning a trip due to my sister-in-law who spilled the beans. It didn't matter. I have been wanting to go to the Turks and Caicos, which is in the Carribean, for a long time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, two days before we lefted, Naomi came down with a bad cold. As if it wasn't hard enough to leave her for the first time ever. Now, I felt even worse . Luckily, my in laws were watching her and my mom-in-law is a nurse practioner. So, that put my mind at ease a little bit. I still felt guily that I lefted her while she was sick. By the way, she is still sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we got there and I was an incredible vacation. It is beautiful over there. Awesome beaches and the color of the water was unbelievable. Literally, all we did was sun on the beach, read our books, and swim. Totally relaxing. Chris did golf and scuba.The place we stayed at was small and secluded. It was perfect. I've been to some nice places in my life, but for some reason this trip was beyond perfect. I told my husband that we needed to come back here in five years and stay in the same room. Making it a tradition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, it was paradise. The perfect birthday gift. Thank you babe. I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-5248160783951077400?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5248160783951077400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=5248160783951077400' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/5248160783951077400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/5248160783951077400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2007/10/paradise.html' title='Paradise'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/Rxrj7ShCNII/AAAAAAAAAFI/olGfQQrvjys/s72-c/turks+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-429748999616576219</id><published>2007-10-10T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:45.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recipe Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Rw2eIChCNAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/GRdl4xmsgx8/s1600-h/friends+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119922212341691394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Rw2eIChCNAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/GRdl4xmsgx8/s320/friends+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A year or so ago, my friends and I decided to start a recipe club. We would meet once a month and the host for that month would choose the theme. Well, we took a little break due to a busy summer but now we're up and running again. We started off at Marie's house and she chose a pumpkin theme. We had pasta, soup and desserts. All of it was so good. Luckily, you have to bring a recipe for everyone of what you brought. So, since we've been doing recipe club, I've collected a lot of great recipes. And, we have a lot of great cooks in our club. It's so fun to get together and do this. We have so much fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-429748999616576219?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/429748999616576219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=429748999616576219' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/429748999616576219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/429748999616576219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2007/10/recipe-club.html' title='Recipe Club'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/Rw2eIChCNAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/GRdl4xmsgx8/s72-c/friends+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-8496958681334541111</id><published>2007-10-05T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:46.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 30th to Me!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwZZWihCM_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZDmHVuRvrRg/s1600-h/friends+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117876270310503410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwZZWihCM_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZDmHVuRvrRg/s320/friends+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwZZPChCM-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/UGD4kr0feN8/s1600-h/friends+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117876141461484514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwZZPChCM-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/UGD4kr0feN8/s320/friends+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm 30 years old today! Yikes! I honestly can't believe it. I'll have to say I do feel older. Hopefully, this birthday won't be as bad as last years. I had just had a baby two months earlier so I felt FAT and TIRED. Plus, I cried alot of the day. I think half was postpartum and half was I thought I was old. Thankfully, I'm over that. And I believe my 30's are going to be great! My friends and I went to Porcupine last night for my b-day. I love my friends. I am so grateful that I get to spend time with these girls because I think they are all so great. I'm very lucky to still have a close friendship to these gals. Thanks for dinner girls! Unfortunately, we were missing Christianne, Cassie and Kara but I'll see them soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-8496958681334541111?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8496958681334541111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=8496958681334541111' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/8496958681334541111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/8496958681334541111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-30th-to-me.html' title='Happy 30th to Me!!'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwZZWihCM_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZDmHVuRvrRg/s72-c/friends+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-8342777506443513972</id><published>2007-10-01T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:47.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Park Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwEhGyhCM8I/AAAAAAAAADo/L969OvIVSL8/s1600-h/At_the_Park_with_Friends_030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116407052192854978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwEhGyhCM8I/AAAAAAAAADo/L969OvIVSL8/s320/At_the_Park_with_Friends_030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, Becca, Layla and Christianne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwEhDChCM7I/AAAAAAAAADg/763_ywTb8aw/s1600-h/At_the_Park_with_Friends_025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116406987768345522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwEhDChCM7I/AAAAAAAAADg/763_ywTb8aw/s320/At_the_Park_with_Friends_025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky, Ben, Me, Naomi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwEg-ShCM6I/AAAAAAAAADY/DesejmSVXyI/s1600-h/At_the_Park_with_Friends_023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116406906163966882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwEg-ShCM6I/AAAAAAAAADY/DesejmSVXyI/s320/At_the_Park_with_Friends_023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy (marie) and Jake (becca)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwEg5ihCM5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/ScE7dugoGVk/s1600-h/At_the_Park_with_Friends_021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116406824559588242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwEg5ihCM5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/ScE7dugoGVk/s320/At_the_Park_with_Friends_021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben (becky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwEg1ShCM4I/AAAAAAAAADI/cmT3cSjJbuw/s1600-h/At_the_Park_with_Friends_018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116406751545144194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwEg1ShCM4I/AAAAAAAAADI/cmT3cSjJbuw/s320/At_the_Park_with_Friends_018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole and Zack (becca)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwEgwihCM3I/AAAAAAAAADA/usXszBbCwOw/s1600-h/At_the_Park_with_Friends_015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116406669940765554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwEgwihCM3I/AAAAAAAAADA/usXszBbCwOw/s320/At_the_Park_with_Friends_015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jake (becca) and Matt (marie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwEgrShCM2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/0RlSuFEFN1c/s1600-h/At_the_Park_with_Friends_013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116406579746452322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwEgrShCM2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/0RlSuFEFN1c/s320/At_the_Park_with_Friends_013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naomi (alyssa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week, my friends and I with all our kids, met at Tanner Park. I cannot believe this was the first time this year we did this. Now, it's going to get too cold to do many more. But, we had a really good time. Us gals chatted while the kids played. Naomi is too little to be on playgrounds by herself so I was on the playground with her most of the time. So, I was chatting from above. Well, here are some good pics Marie took. I was bummed because my husband had the camera that day for his job. So, thanks Marie. I look forward to the winter play dates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-8342777506443513972?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8342777506443513972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=8342777506443513972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/8342777506443513972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/8342777506443513972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2007/10/park-fun.html' title='Park Fun'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/RwEhGyhCM8I/AAAAAAAAADo/L969OvIVSL8/s72-c/At_the_Park_with_Friends_030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-3813249196806435062</id><published>2007-09-30T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:47.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wagon Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Rv-0nShCM1I/AAAAAAAAACw/ML_kpzQHeZA/s1600-h/wagon_ride_with_Alyssa_%26_Naomi__8%2Bmonths_094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116006288794465106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Rv-0nShCM1I/AAAAAAAAACw/ML_kpzQHeZA/s320/wagon_ride_with_Alyssa_%26_Naomi__8%2Bmonths_094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Rv-0gChCM0I/AAAAAAAAACo/Ef_XYcS7h4s/s1600-h/wagon_ride_with_Alyssa_%26_Naomi__8%2Bmonths_077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116006164240413506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/Rv-0gChCM0I/AAAAAAAAACo/Ef_XYcS7h4s/s320/wagon_ride_with_Alyssa_%26_Naomi__8%2Bmonths_077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi and I went on a wagon ride with Kelsey and Hallie this week. I think they enjoyed themselves. I'm sad it's getting colder because that means no more wagon rides. Oh well, we'll start up again next year. Naomi received her wagon for her first birthday and she loves riding in it. Maybe we'll have to take it to St. George when we visit Grandma and Grandpa Jacobsen so she can get more riding time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-3813249196806435062?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3813249196806435062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=3813249196806435062' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/3813249196806435062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/3813249196806435062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2007/09/wagon-ride.html' title='Wagon Ride'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/Rv-0nShCM1I/AAAAAAAAACw/ML_kpzQHeZA/s72-c/wagon_ride_with_Alyssa_%26_Naomi__8%2Bmonths_094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-2021935890441347324</id><published>2007-09-22T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:48.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books, books and more books</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RvXrtChCMxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/gTtEKWJg0z8/s1600-h/naomi+reading+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113252110951133970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RvXrtChCMxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/gTtEKWJg0z8/s320/naomi+reading+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RvXrlihCMwI/AAAAAAAAACI/Suc50k6c0pE/s1600-h/naomi+reading+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113251982102115074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RvXrlihCMwI/AAAAAAAAACI/Suc50k6c0pE/s320/naomi+reading+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RvXrWyhCMvI/AAAAAAAAACA/sqpJXzrHbLc/s1600-h/naomi+reading+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113251728699044594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RvXrWyhCMvI/AAAAAAAAACA/sqpJXzrHbLc/s320/naomi+reading+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RvXrJyhCMuI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cUNWGBbQHzA/s1600-h/naomi+reading+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113251505360745186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RvXrJyhCMuI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cUNWGBbQHzA/s320/naomi+reading+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, for the last few months, all Naomi wants to do is read books. All day long I read her books. She'll get a book and come up to me and say book. Actually, the way she says it sounds like boak. If I'm busy, she'll usually go and sit on Mia's bed with her books. It's really cute. At my baby shower, Becky's advice was to buy a book every time I go to Costco. So far I have done that and Naomi's got a lot of books. That was great advice Beck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-2021935890441347324?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2021935890441347324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=2021935890441347324' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/2021935890441347324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/2021935890441347324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2007/09/books-books-and-more-books.html' title='Books, books and more books'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/RvXrtChCMxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/gTtEKWJg0z8/s72-c/naomi+reading+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-198422456721650677</id><published>2007-09-19T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:48.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RvHo3MIWtEI/AAAAAAAAABw/naIKF84pM_0/s1600-h/me+and+friends+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112123086888940610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RvHo3MIWtEI/AAAAAAAAABw/naIKF84pM_0/s320/me+and+friends+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RvHoQcIWtCI/AAAAAAAAABg/1Mb3RB6Nw5E/s1600-h/me+and+friends+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112122421169009698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RvHoQcIWtCI/AAAAAAAAABg/1Mb3RB6Nw5E/s320/me+and+friends+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, in the last week, my neighbors house to the west burned down. They lost everything, including a dog. We stood outside from 3 a.m. to 4:30 a.m. watching all the chaos go down. Then, two days ago, our neighbor to the east was shot! Yes, I said shot. Shot in his garage. Apparently, he sold a car to a man who wouldn't pay him so my neighbor made some threats and the guy didn't take it so well. Do I live in the ghetto of Holladay? I feel that I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But, there was some good to this week. My friend, Christianne Valentiner came to town for a little bit with her baby, Layla. Some of us gals got together for lunch and that was the first time we saw Layla. She is really cute and so little. Christianne and I went to the outlets in Park City with our babes and we bought a lot of really cute things for them. Naomi didn't like it when I would hold Layla. She was a little jealous. But, we had a really good time. I wish the Valentiner's lived here. Maybe one day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-198422456721650677?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/198422456721650677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=198422456721650677' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/198422456721650677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/198422456721650677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-week.html' title='What a week!'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/RvHo3MIWtEI/AAAAAAAAABw/naIKF84pM_0/s72-c/me+and+friends+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983386274213049872.post-5447168660931388972</id><published>2007-09-12T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:31:49.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here It Goes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RujGFiEshnI/AAAAAAAAABY/oeYnb4aWf8A/s1600-h/Hallie_Naomi....H.S.Musicalbdaypartysep.07002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109551575599974002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RujGFiEshnI/AAAAAAAAABY/oeYnb4aWf8A/s320/Hallie_Naomi....H.S.Musicalbdaypartysep.07002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RujFoCEshmI/AAAAAAAAABQ/HXfPcllz9v8/s1600-h/Hallie_Naomi....H.S.Musicalbdaypartysep.07005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109551068793833058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWzqw_jCr30/RujFoCEshmI/AAAAAAAAABQ/HXfPcllz9v8/s320/Hallie_Naomi....H.S.Musicalbdaypartysep.07005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi everyone. I've decide to join in and blog. My great friend Kelsey, came over and created it for me. Now, I have a 13 month old and she has a 8 month old so creating this was a challenge. We put her baby, Hallie, in my jumper to keep her content. But, after awhile, Naomi started to grab the jumper and vigorously shook it. Obviously, Hallie didn't like that. As you can see, Hallie's pay back for the jumper incident and being hit by a toy is by pulling Naomi's hair. Then, Naomi wanted to sit on Kelsey's lap and pound on the computer while she was setting up my blog. Anyway, you get the point. But, we finished and it looks great. Thank you Kels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983386274213049872-5447168660931388972?l=thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5447168660931388972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983386274213049872&amp;postID=5447168660931388972' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/5447168660931388972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983386274213049872/posts/default/5447168660931388972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejacobsenfam.blogspot.com/2007/09/here-it-goes.html' title='Here It Goes'/><author><name>alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887334501742630863</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/_FWzqw_jCr30/RujGFiEshnI/AAAAAAAAABY/oeYnb4aWf8A/s72-c/Hallie_Naomi....H.S.Musicalbdaypartysep.07002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
