<?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-8670094542173224287</id><updated>2012-01-12T14:24:56.793-08:00</updated><category term='Liam'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='conor'/><category term='being a mommy'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='love'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='growing up'/><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'>The Larson Family</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-4742147016356145339</id><published>2011-12-31T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T15:40:18.463-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liam'/><title type='text'>My Little Helper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLYuPxbw_Nc/Tv-dHEkClWI/AAAAAAAABP0/aY3nZ-Rl_pM/s1600/dishes%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692441198829147490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLYuPxbw_Nc/Tv-dHEkClWI/AAAAAAAABP0/aY3nZ-Rl_pM/s400/dishes%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh man. Liam is so curious! It's been fun watching him learn and grow, but very exhausting at the same time. I love my little helper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2wnvY8HPF-A/Tv-dG2_wW2I/AAAAAAAABPo/z0S4xW0Zcbw/s1600/dishes%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692441195187297122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2wnvY8HPF-A/Tv-dG2_wW2I/AAAAAAAABPo/z0S4xW0Zcbw/s400/dishes%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-4742147016356145339?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/4742147016356145339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=4742147016356145339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4742147016356145339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4742147016356145339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-little-helper.html' title='My Little Helper'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLYuPxbw_Nc/Tv-dHEkClWI/AAAAAAAABP0/aY3nZ-Rl_pM/s72-c/dishes%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-3554378979307284943</id><published>2011-12-30T15:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T15:45:53.192-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Very Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wpwfzZQGs_0/Tv5GA1sxrII/AAAAAAAABPQ/JiHpzY7z-dE/s1600/christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692063959271713922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wpwfzZQGs_0/Tv5GA1sxrII/AAAAAAAABPQ/JiHpzY7z-dE/s400/christmas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas this year was a whole lot of fun. It's hard to believe that this is mine and Conor's FOURTH christmas together! I cannot believe how fast that went by. All of them have been wonderful and he has been so fun to share it with. But this year it was just a little more special. It was fun to have a little one to shop for and to actually have presents under our tree this year! Liam did pretty well with staying away from the tree, but he LOVED climbing all over the presents. Have I mentioned before that he is a climber? Cause he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n_VpG9XNXE8/Tv5F2EKnUNI/AAAAAAAABPE/nvDwYt07_l4/s1600/christmas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692063774176399570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n_VpG9XNXE8/Tv5F2EKnUNI/AAAAAAAABPE/nvDwYt07_l4/s400/christmas2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We celebrated Christmas Eve as we always do, out in Grantsville. Dinner was lovely, and the company was great. The toy in the picture above was Liam's present to his cousin Noah. He was a little more fond of it, and kept going after it. I guess we should have got him a truck or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-W95XaUjPY/Tv5F0-Fe9XI/AAAAAAAABO8/t1xlWzfopmQ/s1600/christmas3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692063755364398450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-W95XaUjPY/Tv5F0-Fe9XI/AAAAAAAABO8/t1xlWzfopmQ/s400/christmas3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liam had a great time opening presents and had a blast with the paper and bows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jyv5z2M_Wy0/Tv5F0isqF2I/AAAAAAAABOs/G9WVHd_0u2s/s1600/christmas4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692063748012513122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jyv5z2M_Wy0/Tv5F0isqF2I/AAAAAAAABOs/G9WVHd_0u2s/s400/christmas4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Over the Christmas break, Conor had a couple days off work and Liam turned into such a Daddy's boy! He wanted to be with his dad all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6CmuQHqz_Rc/Tv5Fzd0MVeI/AAAAAAAABOg/l5jRFyVnwN8/s1600/christmas5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692063729522071010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6CmuQHqz_Rc/Tv5Fzd0MVeI/AAAAAAAABOg/l5jRFyVnwN8/s400/christmas5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, and don't you just love his festive holiday sweater???? I totally LOVE it. It was a gag gift at a white elephant party last year with Cono'r friends and wifes. And it was re-gifted this year. I was so glad that Liam could fit into it! Yes, I totally know that it is actually really ugly, but in a really cute sort of way! Liam was very concerned about the "snowballs" on the sweater and spent the evening trying to pull them off, ( also the next day since I totally made him sport the sweater again for my side of the family!)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-niiaX4F23_I/Tv5FzLt9PRI/AAAAAAAABOU/jeQuh9qMmNA/s1600/christmas6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692063724664077586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-niiaX4F23_I/Tv5FzLt9PRI/AAAAAAAABOU/jeQuh9qMmNA/s400/christmas6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas morning we woke up and headed to church. When we got home it was time for presents. I think Liam was confused that I was letting him touch the presents and actually encouraging him to tear into them, since we'd spent all month trying to keep him away from them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bigcGyF1pAM/Tv5FWDG2egI/AAAAAAAABOI/2jS1Nufg_yo/s1600/christmas7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692063224136366594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bigcGyF1pAM/Tv5FWDG2egI/AAAAAAAABOI/2jS1Nufg_yo/s400/christmas7.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/-T_BiKz_MQE4/Tv5FVeMctPI/AAAAAAAABN8/xhdY0dtnXwY/s1600/christmas8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 344px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692063214227731698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_BiKz_MQE4/Tv5FVeMctPI/AAAAAAAABN8/xhdY0dtnXwY/s400/christmas8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy helped Liam with his presents and set up his new sports toy. It a cute little set up with a basketball that counts your shots and cheers when you get the ball in. A tee-ball thing and a little football that spins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jSe-PvLxgYY/Tv5FVAeb1WI/AAAAAAAABNw/-lpRbRFy488/s1600/christmas9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692063206250108258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jSe-PvLxgYY/Tv5FVAeb1WI/AAAAAAAABNw/-lpRbRFy488/s400/christmas9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QbIjLJ6Unmg/Tv5FUBZi7oI/AAAAAAAABNk/LUwyGLSNNr0/s1600/christmas10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692063189318168194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QbIjLJ6Unmg/Tv5FUBZi7oI/AAAAAAAABNk/LUwyGLSNNr0/s400/christmas10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoying his new toy! Liam also got a pretend remote that makes noise and counts. We got him one since he is always trying to steal the remote from us. We have to pretend that we like to use his though, or else he isn't interested. He is one funny kid! He got some other little knick knacks and some clothes and a new coat. He's still so little and doesn't really understand, but he did good for such a little guy. Conor made out with a new BlueRay Player, a movie, clothes, and an old school nintendo game. And he completely surprised me with a NOOK Color. I LOVE IT. He always does such a good job at surprising me! We've been addicted to the game, Words with Friends, ever since!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b8JyM54eSco/Tv5FTxj0ZbI/AAAAAAAABNY/trLra4xlJxM/s1600/christmas11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692063185066288562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b8JyM54eSco/Tv5FTxj0ZbI/AAAAAAAABNY/trLra4xlJxM/s400/christmas11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam also turned 9 months on Christmas! I will do a post on him and his stats soon. Don't worry, he's still a little guy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-3554378979307284943?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/3554378979307284943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=3554378979307284943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3554378979307284943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3554378979307284943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/12/very-merry-christmas.html' title='Very Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wpwfzZQGs_0/Tv5GA1sxrII/AAAAAAAABPQ/JiHpzY7z-dE/s72-c/christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-7023813660159319351</id><published>2011-12-12T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T13:26:57.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Comes Trouble......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wnm5WFJpqvA/TuZupEPHXpI/AAAAAAAABNQ/4KbZadqkZWE/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685353231392661138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wnm5WFJpqvA/TuZupEPHXpI/AAAAAAAABNQ/4KbZadqkZWE/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This doesn't look like the face that can get into much trouble does it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, as surprising as it may be, Liam has turned into a little explorer man. Last week he finally mastered the art of pulling himself up into a standing position. He has been very pleased with himself and gotten himself into all sorts of situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zy9hhR6w3qQ/TuZuonumN1I/AAAAAAAABNA/WbNOS9qxuHk/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685353223740077906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zy9hhR6w3qQ/TuZuonumN1I/AAAAAAAABNA/WbNOS9qxuHk/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Climbing into his own carseat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-myymKOAs8rA/TuZuofvVuxI/AAAAAAAABM0/DK-qUc1sj7c/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685353221595708178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-myymKOAs8rA/TuZuofvVuxI/AAAAAAAABM0/DK-qUc1sj7c/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The puzzled look on his face whenever I catch him getting into something.&lt;br /&gt;It has "guilty" written all over it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UOCf51WNUKA/TuZuWWt9A2I/AAAAAAAABMk/sR_X43NkqY4/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685352909936329570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UOCf51WNUKA/TuZuWWt9A2I/AAAAAAAABMk/sR_X43NkqY4/s400/010.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/-bKaJit3FyNo/TuZuVi3Xx3I/AAAAAAAABMY/11Y2Qf4hsH8/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 395px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685352896017188722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bKaJit3FyNo/TuZuVi3Xx3I/AAAAAAAABMY/11Y2Qf4hsH8/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then he learned how to stand up in his crib!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gk2hP4ao3bk/TuZuVPXYLnI/AAAAAAAABMM/ITkTQRiTFzs/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 329px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685352890782723698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gk2hP4ao3bk/TuZuVPXYLnI/AAAAAAAABMM/ITkTQRiTFzs/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looks like that's getting lowered today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2rO6nkTe27M/TuZuUiGKekI/AAAAAAAABMA/KbkBuBTTAx4/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685352878630926914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2rO6nkTe27M/TuZuUiGKekI/AAAAAAAABMA/KbkBuBTTAx4/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, is it swinging time next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0bOMByetKWg/TuZuUNQvGEI/AAAAAAAABL0/lA506U2ybeI/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685352873038125122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0bOMByetKWg/TuZuUNQvGEI/AAAAAAAABL0/lA506U2ybeI/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Um, I think he might be doing it wrong. Or maybe this is how the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cool kids are swinging now days......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i0I_cuDR3yk/TuZt6Zv-PUI/AAAAAAAABLo/jkCglD2gpUs/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685352429713767746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i0I_cuDR3yk/TuZt6Zv-PUI/AAAAAAAABLo/jkCglD2gpUs/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Liam loves to help me with chores, and tries to climb into the dryer and the dishwasher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P32peX7cCQo/TuZt5zBzHpI/AAAAAAAABLc/7BUJZs-S9TY/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685352419319553682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P32peX7cCQo/TuZt5zBzHpI/AAAAAAAABLc/7BUJZs-S9TY/s400/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Liam's all time favorite thing in the entire house......is the tub! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This kid sees the bathroom door open and he books it to the tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p754yJKLzSw/TuZt5njl__I/AAAAAAAABLQ/FBikFU5amAg/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685352416240074738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p754yJKLzSw/TuZt5njl__I/AAAAAAAABLQ/FBikFU5amAg/s400/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BathTime happens to be a favorite part of the day, so I can see why he is always wanting to get in there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vCbaeHH8vkY/TuZt48-NIwI/AAAAAAAABLE/-Z5n7jFaCYE/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685352404808966914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vCbaeHH8vkY/TuZt48-NIwI/AAAAAAAABLE/-Z5n7jFaCYE/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, he has discovered the fireplace and is constantly trying to climb into it. Don't worry I keep a watchful eye on the little fellow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Fqsg3xpu0U/TuZt4kEikPI/AAAAAAAABK4/kP3o6RN4GeA/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685352398124650738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Fqsg3xpu0U/TuZt4kEikPI/AAAAAAAABK4/kP3o6RN4GeA/s400/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I just think I have a lot of trouble coming my way, don't you? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-7023813660159319351?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/7023813660159319351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=7023813660159319351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7023813660159319351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7023813660159319351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/12/here-comes-trouble.html' title='Here Comes Trouble......'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wnm5WFJpqvA/TuZupEPHXpI/AAAAAAAABNQ/4KbZadqkZWE/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-3256778480653716368</id><published>2011-11-28T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T13:15:50.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liam is 8 months!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nd10hdXjAlw/TtP4XHsGU3I/AAAAAAAABKs/2gL86Kd6GyI/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680156631129019250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nd10hdXjAlw/TtP4XHsGU3I/AAAAAAAABKs/2gL86Kd6GyI/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This little guy is 8 months old. Where in the world has the time gone? I absolutely LOVE being his mommy. He's been so much fun lately, and a little bit naughty. He LOVES the TV stand and can crawl over to it so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yjdqhal4aI0/TtP4WWUKInI/AAAAAAAABKk/-hCotlSMqVg/s1600/liam4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680156617875268210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yjdqhal4aI0/TtP4WWUKInI/AAAAAAAABKk/-hCotlSMqVg/s400/liam4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I will call his name and tell him to stop when he is on his way over to it. He stops for a second and then slowly starts towards it again. Normally when I call his name he looks back at me, but not when he is doing something naughty. Oh boy, I think I might be in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YfJaCEmzzoI/TtP4V8S-zdI/AAAAAAAABKU/RtVi6A5jJ3U/s1600/0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680156610891009490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YfJaCEmzzoI/TtP4V8S-zdI/AAAAAAAABKU/RtVi6A5jJ3U/s400/0055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He also loves cords and has a way of getting to all the dangerous things in our house. Interestingly enough though, he hasn't shown too much interest in the christmas tree. I LOVES bath time and has been going nuts every night when it's bath time. He hears the water going and gets super excited. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the cutest new development is that he now gives kisses. The are super sloppy, wet, little messes. But I love them. They are my favorite part of the day and he always gives me and Conor one first thing in the morning. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sure do love my little guy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-3256778480653716368?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/3256778480653716368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=3256778480653716368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3256778480653716368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3256778480653716368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/11/liam-is-8-months.html' title='Liam is 8 months!?!?!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nd10hdXjAlw/TtP4XHsGU3I/AAAAAAAABKs/2gL86Kd6GyI/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-8368116685216182839</id><published>2011-11-28T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T12:59:31.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 5k!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GyTyfPloZzo/TtPzhsKpIPI/AAAAAAAABJ4/1beGkL7hbLs/s1600/race.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680151315161358578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GyTyfPloZzo/TtPzhsKpIPI/AAAAAAAABJ4/1beGkL7hbLs/s400/race.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, I did it. I ran in my first 5K. And for doing very very little training, I am so proud of myself. Although I did have to slow down and walk a few times, I did run the whole first half consistently which is more than I have EVER ran at one time. ( haha that probably sounds SO LAME to people who run, but for me, who despises running and SERIOUSLY slacked off before this race....I am so proud!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vt2YHOM-3v8/TtPzhkGYfsI/AAAAAAAABJs/xPb2FrWsWPo/s1600/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680151312996007618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vt2YHOM-3v8/TtPzhkGYfsI/AAAAAAAABJs/xPb2FrWsWPo/s400/006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Conor and I pictured after the race when we got home. Don't worry that I look like death. I was so tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DJeWpUogZOY/TtPzgxOqpJI/AAAAAAAABJk/IbzG47QpBEo/s1600/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680151299340543122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DJeWpUogZOY/TtPzgxOqpJI/AAAAAAAABJk/IbzG47QpBEo/s400/007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's our race numbers. It really was such a fun activity and I am actually looking forward to our next race. I am in no way trying to turn into this crazy avid runner, but doing 5k's sounds like a good idea to me and a good way to keep a goal in mind. The environment and being around all the people was so exciting. I crossing the finish line was a really big rush. It's a lot more fun to run when people are clapping and cheering you on. ( Even when you're running at that point at about a speed of like a 4! hahahah). Again, I am just so proud of myself for even doing this at all!&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/-EfYsSla4d8A/TtPzg7T6kmI/AAAAAAAABJY/DCIZgl11keo/s1600/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680151302046913122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EfYsSla4d8A/TtPzg7T6kmI/AAAAAAAABJY/DCIZgl11keo/s400/008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am also so grateful for this guy for staying with me the whole time. I'm so much slower than he is. ( We finished our 5k only like 15 mins faster than he did his 10k this summer!) Oh well, maybe next race I will be faster. I'm also very glad we ran this race, because it sparked the kick in the pants that I really needed to get motivated again. This morning I got up, got Liam fed and down for his morning nap and then we headed out and did a &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-8368116685216182839?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/8368116685216182839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=8368116685216182839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8368116685216182839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8368116685216182839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-5k.html' title='Thanksgiving 5k!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GyTyfPloZzo/TtPzhsKpIPI/AAAAAAAABJ4/1beGkL7hbLs/s72-c/race.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-3636641412154324370</id><published>2011-11-01T10:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T10:44:00.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1wSCRTisIRM/TrAuoWJ5enI/AAAAAAAABHE/VtouCYrtXD8/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love Halloween. It is one of my very favorite holidays. I was especially excited about it this year, because I have an adorable little baby that I got to dress up. I went back on forth on a few different ideas for what I wanted him to be. But then I found this little gem of a costume for only $10! I was sold. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ormPDoaZoPs/TrAqXakEOoI/AAAAAAAABGs/rfXPU_NDLDo/s1600/Lion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670078512615406210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ormPDoaZoPs/TrAqXakEOoI/AAAAAAAABGs/rfXPU_NDLDo/s400/Lion.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That is the most adorable thing I have ever seen in my entire life. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;So, I like my halloween costumes to go together, or to have a theme. After we got Liam his costume, I was still undecided as what our theme should be. Should we do jungle? Zookeeper and Lion? Conor was the one who came up with our wonderful idea........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m0p7X7lzDKM/TrAqSCg7DgI/AAAAAAAABGg/MjZPfS7Hofs/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2Bold%2Bcircus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670078420260425218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m0p7X7lzDKM/TrAqSCg7DgI/AAAAAAAABGg/MjZPfS7Hofs/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2Bold%2Bcircus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to the Circus! I found my costume in bits and pieces. Old dance pants. Top from the DI, and hat and feather from a party store. ( I also got a whip for my lion training, but it's not pictured.) Conor was either going to be a Bearded Lady or World's Strongest Man. But since he's not a huge fan of Halloween and I ran out of time, he got to be an audience member of the Circus. ( I will make everything part of the theme!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u7EWld3JlJE/TrAqKqJWi5I/AAAAAAAABGI/0eUHA7PXyv4/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670078293460028306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u7EWld3JlJE/TrAqKqJWi5I/AAAAAAAABGI/0eUHA7PXyv4/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B0022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We started the festivities off with a ward Trunk or Treat. It was good to get out and see all the little neighbor kiddos dressed up. Easy too, to get it all done in one parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_kLBKvvdbE/TrApNrjD4VI/AAAAAAAABEE/Y_fnyIl_kA4/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670077245864272210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_kLBKvvdbE/TrApNrjD4VI/AAAAAAAABEE/Y_fnyIl_kA4/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Halloween, Liam and I went with my sisters to Pack's Pumpking Patch. Liam loved it. He loved being outside. He loved the pumpkins. He even picked out his own. Courtney took him into the "corn" maze and he laughed the whole time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4nnmYdSeq8/TrApiJbZx7I/AAAAAAAABFw/T_-u-eQhJ-c/s1600/halloween3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670077597482600370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4nnmYdSeq8/TrApiJbZx7I/AAAAAAAABFw/T_-u-eQhJ-c/s400/halloween3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YVgrGs21DRI/TrAph7fl4NI/AAAAAAAABFk/7Q7-JAOd3Ac/s1600/halloween4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670077593742074066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YVgrGs21DRI/TrAph7fl4NI/AAAAAAAABFk/7Q7-JAOd3Ac/s400/halloween4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crawling all over the pumpkins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fjEIMDsoSVo/TrAphk36urI/AAAAAAAABFY/x8viN5LMqqQ/s1600/halloween5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670077587670088370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fjEIMDsoSVo/TrAphk36urI/AAAAAAAABFY/x8viN5LMqqQ/s400/halloween5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved riding in the cart with the pumpkins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yXjn7st_glo/TrAphfpZyYI/AAAAAAAABFM/JnMhiqDz9bU/s1600/halloween6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670077586267031938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yXjn7st_glo/TrAphfpZyYI/AAAAAAAABFM/JnMhiqDz9bU/s400/halloween6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was him, trying to climb out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RS1bS9L6Wpc/TrAphErj8hI/AAAAAAAABFA/GRMxO5VN65E/s1600/hallween7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670077579028328978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RS1bS9L6Wpc/TrAphErj8hI/AAAAAAAABFA/GRMxO5VN65E/s400/hallween7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our pumpkins all carved and put out on the porch. This year was the best pumpkin carving year for me. Usually I give up halfway through and my pumpkin looks demented, not it a cool demented halloween way. In a blind folded three year old must have carved this kind of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1_-UFA9_u4M/TrApO6zBR2I/AAAAAAAABEo/lb3zqe-KaRY/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670077267137611618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1_-UFA9_u4M/TrApO6zBR2I/AAAAAAAABEo/lb3zqe-KaRY/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine and Liam's pumpkins &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you look closely, we made Liam's pumpkin spitting up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hQrjdiYYrl0/TrApOpWksmI/AAAAAAAABEc/XM83oLMshOU/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670077262454895202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hQrjdiYYrl0/TrApOpWksmI/AAAAAAAABEc/XM83oLMshOU/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZ1gRU1GusU/TrApOHrsoiI/AAAAAAAABEQ/tP26t81IGOQ/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670077253416690210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZ1gRU1GusU/TrApOHrsoiI/AAAAAAAABEQ/tP26t81IGOQ/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ilW4oxMtaMg/TrAo1ysfanI/AAAAAAAABD4/eBTz52p9k58/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670076835466013298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ilW4oxMtaMg/TrAo1ysfanI/AAAAAAAABD4/eBTz52p9k58/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ISUeqhXw8Ak/TrAqKfEOBnI/AAAAAAAABF8/PW60w_UWwE4/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2BLion%2BTamer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670078290485708402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ISUeqhXw8Ak/TrAqKfEOBnI/AAAAAAAABF8/PW60w_UWwE4/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2BLion%2BTamer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--RE7HZlxnRc/TrAo1f3EqkI/AAAAAAAABDs/j38yzf6wxPE/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670076830410123842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--RE7HZlxnRc/TrAo1f3EqkI/AAAAAAAABDs/j38yzf6wxPE/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VlfiaQuvr_I/TrAo0w77c4I/AAAAAAAABDg/k0-V6yiFANg/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670076817814025090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VlfiaQuvr_I/TrAo0w77c4I/AAAAAAAABDg/k0-V6yiFANg/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VXOkLMAkSdI/TrAun8Iz7jI/AAAAAAAABG4/GM8F7TGo9l4/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670083194552315442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VXOkLMAkSdI/TrAun8Iz7jI/AAAAAAAABG4/GM8F7TGo9l4/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad joined us for the fun after he got out of class. We took Liam up and down the street. He was so adorable and started trying to pick out his own candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1wSCRTisIRM/TrAuoWJ5enI/AAAAAAAABHE/VtouCYrtXD8/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670083201536195186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1wSCRTisIRM/TrAuoWJ5enI/AAAAAAAABHE/VtouCYrtXD8/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was so fun to have Liam to celebrate Halloween this year. We hope you all had a very &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8eaSGWH9tTI/TrAo0HG9GaI/AAAAAAAABDI/XKdxmzifsdM/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2Bnight%2Bvision"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670076806585981346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8eaSGWH9tTI/TrAo0HG9GaI/AAAAAAAABDI/XKdxmzifsdM/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2Bnight%2Bvision" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8670094542173224287-3636641412154324370?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/3636641412154324370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=3636641412154324370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3636641412154324370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3636641412154324370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ormPDoaZoPs/TrAqXakEOoI/AAAAAAAABGs/rfXPU_NDLDo/s72-c/Lion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-3210023799110308175</id><published>2011-10-25T08:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T10:50:27.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liam'/><title type='text'>!SEVEN MONTHS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Liam at 7 months!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8TOjf2M2fo/Tqbb7LvBuWI/AAAAAAAABC8/oCOKZ4ownLc/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667458990901148002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8TOjf2M2fo/Tqbb7LvBuWI/AAAAAAAABC8/oCOKZ4ownLc/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I cannot believe that my little guy is 7 months already! I wish pregnancy would have gone by this fast!?! How is this fair? haha. We love Liam so much and he is so much fun. He makes us laugh all day long and he has the weirdest sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k6DcT0XVC_4/TqbbckHHcNI/AAAAAAAABCw/DN0tlnynW9E/s1600/6months11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667458464868692178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k6DcT0XVC_4/TqbbckHHcNI/AAAAAAAABCw/DN0tlnynW9E/s400/6months11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Liam started crawling this past month. It's just an army crawl, but he certainly can move. His favorite thing is to go for things he's not supposed to. He goes for the tv and dvd player, phones, keys, remotes, and cords. Oh boy. I always know when he is on the move though, cause he starts growling or panting and getting really excited. Haha. It's the funniest thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AkYyGllwWfU/TqbbcDoH5lI/AAAAAAAABCk/p7gFiKrDJ5k/s1600/6months8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667458456148764242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AkYyGllwWfU/TqbbcDoH5lI/AAAAAAAABCk/p7gFiKrDJ5k/s400/6months8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He been making faces lately and it's so funny. Lately he's been playing around with his tongue and sticking it out and pursing his lips. He loves other babies and kids, whenever he sees kids playing he starts kicking his legsand trying to get down to play. I know, I'm going to have my hands full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uAzX4VYcUuI/TqbbcFneKcI/AAAAAAAABCU/60feF5lYDso/s1600/6months7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667458456682899906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uAzX4VYcUuI/TqbbcFneKcI/AAAAAAAABCU/60feF5lYDso/s400/6months7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's also starting to become a little bit of a momma's boy the past week or so. It's cute, but kind of a pain sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ejt1hkAMmG4/TqbbbxxG7RI/AAAAAAAABCM/O_HUskKRlzQ/s1600/6months3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667458451354610962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ejt1hkAMmG4/TqbbbxxG7RI/AAAAAAAABCM/O_HUskKRlzQ/s400/6months3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love our little man so much. Every night when we put him to bed we talk about how much we love him and how funny he is. We adore being his parents and we can't wait for him to be a big brother some day. You can already see that he has a really caring sensitive personality that will make him a great big brother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Liam we love you. Happy 7 months! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-3210023799110308175?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/3210023799110308175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=3210023799110308175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3210023799110308175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3210023799110308175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/10/seven-months.html' title='!SEVEN MONTHS!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8TOjf2M2fo/Tqbb7LvBuWI/AAAAAAAABC8/oCOKZ4ownLc/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-2570170795499518189</id><published>2011-10-24T17:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T10:50:58.935-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>*three years*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three years ago on October 23, we walked out of these doors together and began the greatest adventure of our lives. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5GFJ-47MTsQ/TqYLrQMXD0I/AAAAAAAABB0/1lC_3-vyD4g/s1600/wedd_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667230018801438530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5GFJ-47MTsQ/TqYLrQMXD0I/AAAAAAAABB0/1lC_3-vyD4g/s400/wedd_0002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTqUCaq5tVQ/TqYLrkYi8YI/AAAAAAAABB8/sRwhOx-W1L4/s1600/wedd_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667230024221258114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTqUCaq5tVQ/TqYLrkYi8YI/AAAAAAAABB8/sRwhOx-W1L4/s400/wedd_0007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best decision I've ever made. I LOVE being married to my BEST FRIEND! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year for our anniversary we were finally able to get away! We got a great deal to stay up in Park City for the night. A big thank you to my Mother in Law for taking Liam so we could have some time to ourselves and a good nights sleep. We stayed at Club Lespri in Park City.&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of our room. We had a great dinner at the hotel steak house. Grand Total was 100.87 but since we bought it in deal, we only owed 0.87! It was great! We LOVED how big the bed was! It was like I was sleeping miles from Conor. Since being pregnant and having a baby, we really haven't slept great in about a year, so this was just grand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HQylXlu21QQ/TqYKsPjnZtI/AAAAAAAABBk/MvkgVZ6ikNM/s1600/anniversary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 277px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667228936298784466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HQylXlu21QQ/TqYKsPjnZtI/AAAAAAAABBk/MvkgVZ6ikNM/s400/anniversary.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next morning we woke up and started our day with hot stone massages. Then we went and enjoyed lunch together and shopping at the outlets. We came away with some new clothes for all three of us! ( of course we had to get something for Liam.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was our actual anniversary, we had a nice dinner together and headed down to temple square. Liam has never been before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Vzy7KIVAnU/TqYKr_QnS_I/AAAAAAAABBc/RWcQei9JT40/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667228931924118514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Vzy7KIVAnU/TqYKr_QnS_I/AAAAAAAABBc/RWcQei9JT40/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved the reflection pool and the trees.&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/-P2JB_vQV0uw/TqYKrSdte5I/AAAAAAAABBQ/eAjmS1EoXVI/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667228919899454354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P2JB_vQV0uw/TqYKrSdte5I/AAAAAAAABBQ/eAjmS1EoXVI/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We tried to get a family picture in front of the temple, but it was getting dark and there was literally no one around to take our picture so this was our best shot!&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/-L5m9LImuHhw/TqYKq2WUoSI/AAAAAAAABBE/w-GVwqpY05I/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667228912352272674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L5m9LImuHhw/TqYKq2WUoSI/AAAAAAAABBE/w-GVwqpY05I/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so crazy how fast three years has flown by. I loved being back at the spot where we started our journey as an eternal family. I am so grateful for all I have. I can't wait for the next bajillion years I get to spend with Conor. He really is my best friend. He makes me laugh every single day. He is the best Dad ever and Liam just adores him. I couldn't ask for anything more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Anniversary Conor!&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/-52tXjjlYeHg/TqYKqrxc6uI/AAAAAAAABA4/-GdlczpiQ9g/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667228909513272034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-52tXjjlYeHg/TqYKqrxc6uI/AAAAAAAABA4/-GdlczpiQ9g/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Family is Forever! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-2570170795499518189?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/2570170795499518189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=2570170795499518189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2570170795499518189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2570170795499518189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/10/three-years.html' title='*three years*'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5GFJ-47MTsQ/TqYLrQMXD0I/AAAAAAAABB0/1lC_3-vyD4g/s72-c/wedd_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-5281310447419418772</id><published>2011-10-17T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T10:51:28.961-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being a mommy'/><title type='text'>Thoughts on being a Mom.</title><content type='html'>Today I am feeling incredible humbled and blessed. It seems lately that infertility is all around me. From complete strangers, to friends, to old classmates, ect. I happened to stumble upon two blogs today of some acquanitances of mine. Both are suffering from infertility issues, both have tried IVF, both have been unsuccessful. I found myself crying on the couch, holding my own baby and wishing desperately to be able to ease the pain that these women must be feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I myself did not struggle at all to get pregnant. We decided to try and one cycle later our journey into parenthood had began. I do remember though, before we had both come to the conclusion that it was time to start our family, how it felt to want something and to feel a type of hole in my heart or something missing from my life. In just the two weeks I had to wait to get a positive pregnancy test felt like an eternity.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot begin to comprehend the pain and struggles that some couples are facing. My heart truely goes out to them. I wish I had the words to comfort them or to ease their pain. I wish I had money to donate to couples to continue on in the hope of creating a family. I wish I was a scientific genius that could solve this problem. I wish for every woman who desires to have a child to be able to. I wish for them to not be angry with their bodies. I wish them the comfort that the Gospel can bring.&lt;br /&gt;Today I feel so blessed to be able to call myself "Mom." It's all I ever wanted. I'm even more grateful and blessed to be able to stay at home with this little boy. I want to be the best mom that I can be, because I have been blessed enough to be one. I hope to not take one day for granted. No matter how tired or stressed I am, no matter how many days it's been since I had a good shower, no matter if my floors aren't clean or the dishes aren't done. I promise to not take this blessing for granted. For those of you still trying to concieve, my prayers are with you daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsDXrNojqkk/Tpyedo2u5FI/AAAAAAAABAg/kc7Ot6eL3TU/s1600/6months10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664576663345620050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsDXrNojqkk/Tpyedo2u5FI/AAAAAAAABAg/kc7Ot6eL3TU/s400/6months10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-5281310447419418772?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/5281310447419418772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=5281310447419418772' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/5281310447419418772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/5281310447419418772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/10/thoughts-on-being-mom.html' title='Thoughts on being a Mom.'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsDXrNojqkk/Tpyedo2u5FI/AAAAAAAABAg/kc7Ot6eL3TU/s72-c/6months10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-3527244225155293227</id><published>2011-10-10T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T14:41:19.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCENTSY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rH74i0KSaeI/TpNlQBLjzJI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/D4zhCpJMB4M/s1600/scentsy-logo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 123px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 114px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661980482404076690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rH74i0KSaeI/TpNlQBLjzJI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/D4zhCpJMB4M/s400/scentsy-logo.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright folks! October is here, can you believe it?!?! To make the inevitable tranistion from summer into winter a little more pleasant I have decided to do a give-a-way and some special deals. The first three people to book a party will get a warmer of their choice and one scent, FREE!!!!! That is a $45 value. The party can be anytime in October, November, and December. Christmas is coming and these warmers make such great, thoughtful gifts. Please don't let this offer pass you by! I am able to travel all over the wasatch front and don't mind it at all. (tax write off, hahaha ). I LOVE my Scentsy and especially this time of year when I can use the welcoming fall and winter scents. Especially with all the people coming and going with the holidays! Comment, Like, Text, Call, Snail Mail, Carrier Pigeon, I don't care how, just get in touch with me!!!!! (also, if you would like to order without a party I have deals for you too, so let me know!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iPOPtsQ7Yzo/TpNlJtd4fpI/AAAAAAAAA_I/xjKOJpy7a1M/s1600/scentsy-logo.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8670094542173224287-3527244225155293227?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/3527244225155293227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=3527244225155293227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3527244225155293227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3527244225155293227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/10/scentsy.html' title='SCENTSY!!!!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rH74i0KSaeI/TpNlQBLjzJI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/D4zhCpJMB4M/s72-c/scentsy-logo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-9168631843840841861</id><published>2011-10-05T11:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T10:51:48.959-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>"We are the Champions"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Re-living the "Glory Years". Just kidding. This past summer Conor and his friends played basketball in a Rec League out at the Franklin Covey building. They had a really good run and were undefeated. It was really fun to go out every Tuesday night and watch them play. It was nice for all of us. Conor got to play and exercise and be with friends. I got girl time with the wives, Laura, Christine, and Michelle. Liam got more sports exposure, and boy does this little guy love his sports. He would sit completely still all by himself and watch the boys go up and down the court. He really followed the game. THe whole season was really a cake walk, with the boys easily winning every game. They kept complaining that they wanted a challenge. Well in the championship game, a challenge is what they got. With about 2 mins left they were down 14 points. Amazingly they came back with a bunch of awesome 3 pointers to tie the game. The game ended up going into double overtime, and they won by one point at the buzzer, with my dear hubby on the floor for a rebound. It was great., and even better.....the huge trophy and T-shirts they got. I love that we also got them to pose for all sorts of pictures. It reminded me of Jr Jazz with 8 year olds. haha. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Abywlj2PDNc/ToyiNp8FJNI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ZQPp8RHCMDw/s1600/CHAMP4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660077187177718994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Abywlj2PDNc/ToyiNp8FJNI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ZQPp8RHCMDw/s320/CHAMP4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad showing Liam the trophy. He was VERY intrigued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wNk1qeGC0fY/ToyiNaDWvgI/AAAAAAAAA-o/2uc3lCQ5FKg/s1600/CHAMP3"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660077182913265154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wNk1qeGC0fY/ToyiNaDWvgI/AAAAAAAAA-o/2uc3lCQ5FKg/s320/CHAMP3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Victory shot, the team holding the trophy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VK7zhjrkN3c/ToyiNLPdjvI/AAAAAAAAA-g/qwhIsXjznRQ/s1600/CHAMP2"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660077178937511666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VK7zhjrkN3c/ToyiNLPdjvI/AAAAAAAAA-g/qwhIsXjznRQ/s320/CHAMP2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "I'm #1"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( I have such a fun, dorky husband!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5mL-QIskA8/ToyiDX_adfI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/qibLryhIkh8/s1600/CHAMP"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660077010561168882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5mL-QIskA8/ToyiDX_adfI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/qibLryhIkh8/s320/CHAMP" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The team. "SoftBatch" was the name. Lance named them as he was eating cookies. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Good job boys! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-9168631843840841861?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/9168631843840841861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=9168631843840841861' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/9168631843840841861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/9168631843840841861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/10/we-are-champions.html' title='&quot;We are the Champions&quot;'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Abywlj2PDNc/ToyiNp8FJNI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ZQPp8RHCMDw/s72-c/CHAMP4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-417156185920413046</id><published>2011-10-05T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T10:52:02.092-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liam'/><title type='text'>6 months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bycLgqaI79c/ToyYLOgZbZI/AAAAAAAAA-A/Vl_dXKR9FT4/s1600/6months2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660066150337834386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bycLgqaI79c/ToyYLOgZbZI/AAAAAAAAA-A/Vl_dXKR9FT4/s320/6months2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Holy cow! 6 months already!?!?!? Where did my little baby go? Time is just flying by and I am loving every second of being this little guys mom. He makes my world so complete and I sometimes wonder what in the world ever made me happy before I became a wife and a mom.&lt;br /&gt;Life with Liam is so so so much fun. He has the funniest personality. He is SO determined and independant. It scares me slightly for the future. He tries to do everything himself. He can hold his own bottle now and likes to be in control of feeding himself. He always tries to grab the spoon from me, when he is eating solids and that just turns into a HUGE mess, but he gets the biggest grin on his face.&lt;br /&gt;At 6 months Liam:&lt;br /&gt;*sits up really well ( when he wants to.)&lt;br /&gt;*LOVES SuperWhy still&lt;br /&gt;*Loves little kids and especially other babies&lt;br /&gt;*eats lots of solids. ( bananas, squash, peas, cereal, apples, pears, sweet potatoes.....)&lt;br /&gt;*is close to crawling. He gets into an army crawl postion but usually goes backwards or around in circles.&lt;br /&gt;*Smiles ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;*Loves his Daddy. Seriously, he smiles SO BIG when Conor walks in the door. It's a little out of control!&lt;br /&gt;*Tries to climb out of everything. His carseat, swing, bumbo, my arms, ect. This has resulted in one accident so far ( falling out of his swing) and i'm sure more are to come.&lt;br /&gt;*Tries to whistle. This is probably one of my favorite things he does. He'll form his mouth into an "0" shape and blow until he can make a whistle sound. He usually does this when he's getting wrapped up for bed.&lt;br /&gt;*Knows his name.&lt;br /&gt;*Babbles a lot and is always talking.&lt;br /&gt;*Finally starting to laugh a little more.&lt;br /&gt;*Kicks when he gets really excited.&lt;br /&gt;*Loves to stand.&lt;br /&gt;*Favorite song is I am a Child of God. He falls asleep to me singing it EVERY night.&lt;br /&gt;*still has to be swaddled to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;*Hates socks and tries to eat them.&lt;br /&gt;*Is growing a little bit of hair. ( everyone still thinks he is bald, but to me it looks like he is on a hair growth spurt! haha)&lt;br /&gt;And without further ado......Liam's six month stats:&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 14 lbs 1.5oz.............5th %&lt;br /&gt;Height: 25 3/4 inches..........20th%&lt;br /&gt;Head: 16 3/4 inches.............20th%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SyREhHTzh_c/ToyYK1fxrNI/AAAAAAAAA94/9HkelBdDLwQ/s1600/6months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660066143624342738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SyREhHTzh_c/ToyYK1fxrNI/AAAAAAAAA94/9HkelBdDLwQ/s320/6months.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy 6 months Liam! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-417156185920413046?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/417156185920413046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=417156185920413046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/417156185920413046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/417156185920413046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/10/6-months.html' title='6 months!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bycLgqaI79c/ToyYLOgZbZI/AAAAAAAAA-A/Vl_dXKR9FT4/s72-c/6months2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-8127545588677033544</id><published>2011-09-21T11:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T11:28:28.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what happens when you fight your nap......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fe_TYH-gzo0/TnosTlcIoZI/AAAAAAAAA8A/9BisJ7UgvXk/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654880997096333714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fe_TYH-gzo0/TnosTlcIoZI/AAAAAAAAA8A/9BisJ7UgvXk/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GC57WPtI1yw/TnosTaMhybI/AAAAAAAAA74/37nzoX2LQV0/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654880994078083506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GC57WPtI1yw/TnosTaMhybI/AAAAAAAAA74/37nzoX2LQV0/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little boy fights taking a nap so bad! He gets super onery and cranky and then once he crashes ( if he does) he finally feels better. I needed to take a shower and he would not go down for a nap. So I brough him in the bathroom with me and took my shower. This is what I saw when I was done. haha. Oh, if only he would learn to just take a nap in a comfy place! (Don't worry I moved him to his crib.) &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/8670094542173224287-8127545588677033544?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/8127545588677033544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=8127545588677033544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8127545588677033544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8127545588677033544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-is-what-happens-when-you-fight.html' title='This is what happens when you fight your nap......'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fe_TYH-gzo0/TnosTlcIoZI/AAAAAAAAA8A/9BisJ7UgvXk/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-5029073484118430440</id><published>2011-09-21T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T11:09:33.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch-Time with Liam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bg1xblOrYv8/TnonQ0zpRxI/AAAAAAAAA7w/b9Ohj1tLYTs/s1600/023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654875452123727634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bg1xblOrYv8/TnonQ0zpRxI/AAAAAAAAA7w/b9Ohj1tLYTs/s320/023.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/-ClCRhWO373g/TnonJeocUUI/AAAAAAAAA7o/tW28s8wL8fE/s1600/024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654875325912076610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ClCRhWO373g/TnonJeocUUI/AAAAAAAAA7o/tW28s8wL8fE/s320/024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yqrQrWqnQcE/Tnom__lL80I/AAAAAAAAA7g/HQ2380HuVog/s1600/025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654875162958099266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yqrQrWqnQcE/Tnom__lL80I/AAAAAAAAA7g/HQ2380HuVog/s320/025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boy does this little buddy LOVE to eat. So far he has liked everything that I have given him. He's had Brown Rice Cereal, Yellow Squash, Butternut Squash, Peas, Bananas, Pears, and Apples. All of which has been made in our own kitchen by yours truly. I LOVE making his own baby food. Not only does it make me feel a little more domestic, but I am saving tons of money, it's fun, and I know exactly what is going into my little baby's tummy. I hope he keeps up his good appetite. At this rate he'll be eating better than his parents! &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/8670094542173224287-5029073484118430440?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/5029073484118430440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=5029073484118430440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/5029073484118430440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/5029073484118430440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/09/lunch-time-with-liam.html' title='Lunch-Time with Liam'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bg1xblOrYv8/TnonQ0zpRxI/AAAAAAAAA7w/b9Ohj1tLYTs/s72-c/023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-7551398115299321410</id><published>2011-09-19T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T16:56:04.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-flqzqvQuLF8/TnfVqHIUGfI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ZWQ_bc3LieA/s1600/ScannedImage002.JPEG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654222776632089074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-flqzqvQuLF8/TnfVqHIUGfI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ZWQ_bc3LieA/s200/ScannedImage002.JPEG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;27 years ago today my parents got hitched! I know, I know. They look like 12 year olds. On their honeymoon they got asked if their parents would be joining them for dinner!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KjajrBvdU-A/TnfVp3TZH9I/AAAAAAAAA7I/QEy_-lReoHw/s1600/ScannedImage004.JPEG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 131px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654222772383588306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KjajrBvdU-A/TnfVp3TZH9I/AAAAAAAAA7I/QEy_-lReoHw/s200/ScannedImage004.JPEG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love my parents so much, and I really do look up to them. They are a little crazy and nuts sometimes, and sometimes it drives me insane. But at the end of the day I am so grateful for them, for their example, and for their love for each other and our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1hkaeuwTtI/TnfVpm403iI/AAAAAAAAA7A/-UoPoswHbNo/s1600/ScannedImage028.JPEG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654222767977192994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1hkaeuwTtI/TnfVpm403iI/AAAAAAAAA7A/-UoPoswHbNo/s200/ScannedImage028.JPEG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just wanted to wish them both a happy anniversary and here is to many more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uzv5Vrbf9hk/TnfVpYvdQSI/AAAAAAAAA64/oOulY6p5eKE/s1600/ScannedImage029.JPEG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654222764179800354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uzv5Vrbf9hk/TnfVpYvdQSI/AAAAAAAAA64/oOulY6p5eKE/s200/ScannedImage029.JPEG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8670094542173224287-7551398115299321410?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/7551398115299321410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=7551398115299321410' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7551398115299321410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7551398115299321410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-flqzqvQuLF8/TnfVqHIUGfI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ZWQ_bc3LieA/s72-c/ScannedImage002.JPEG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-1435371144907324817</id><published>2011-09-15T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T17:22:52.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the park with my Mom.( A post by Liam)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QegHyjabpMk/TnKVNeSH9gI/AAAAAAAAA5I/gHNonpazeik/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652744541003314690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QegHyjabpMk/TnKVNeSH9gI/AAAAAAAAA5I/gHNonpazeik/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mmm, books are so yummy and informative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U8-QFzPbNwg/TnKVEk8mtVI/AAAAAAAAA5A/6NhYJXyoQ8M/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652744388173280594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U8-QFzPbNwg/TnKVEk8mtVI/AAAAAAAAA5A/6NhYJXyoQ8M/s320/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi mom! Do you like my cute drool face??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XboyFQGu84Q/TnKVEJVR3JI/AAAAAAAAA44/YxZaxjk8glU/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652744380760579218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XboyFQGu84Q/TnKVEJVR3JI/AAAAAAAAA44/YxZaxjk8glU/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gYhRUs0iqYw/TnKVDvm7upI/AAAAAAAAA4w/ng0jzomQKQo/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652744373855304338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gYhRUs0iqYw/TnKVDvm7upI/AAAAAAAAA4w/ng0jzomQKQo/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't have time for kisses when there is grass to look at!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M73m9og-yxU/TnKVDfBXnLI/AAAAAAAAA4o/KzC1G5eafUk/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652744369402780850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M73m9og-yxU/TnKVDfBXnLI/AAAAAAAAA4o/KzC1G5eafUk/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, fine. Here is one smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-slsJLOO6c1o/TnKVDMewQTI/AAAAAAAAA4g/a9ExEeQR6gk/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652744364425756978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-slsJLOO6c1o/TnKVDMewQTI/AAAAAAAAA4g/a9ExEeQR6gk/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I sure do love taking pictures and hanging out with my mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-472682MMKhw/TnKUmZdHkVI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/_yDxCA80NN8/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652743869692350802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-472682MMKhw/TnKUmZdHkVI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/_yDxCA80NN8/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at me! I really can sit up! I'm usually just too busy to sit still long enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-55Fc_g-UHv4/TnKUmC4f0aI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/_POWh3ohNfE/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652743863633170850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-55Fc_g-UHv4/TnKUmC4f0aI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/_POWh3ohNfE/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lzK1MZoiVoU/TnKUlyQZ-WI/AAAAAAAAA4I/to0DeJtXHWE/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652743859170048354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lzK1MZoiVoU/TnKUlyQZ-WI/AAAAAAAAA4I/to0DeJtXHWE/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, hello there camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FsdWSeu76zg/TnKUll_K10I/AAAAAAAAA4A/cWGhXnvaG18/s1600/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652743855876527938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FsdWSeu76zg/TnKUll_K10I/AAAAAAAAA4A/cWGhXnvaG18/s320/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i LOVE getting thrown into the air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jb6t-mjWQTI/TnKUlAFNkfI/AAAAAAAAA34/cqbFQFIM2QA/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652743845701325298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jb6t-mjWQTI/TnKUlAFNkfI/AAAAAAAAA34/cqbFQFIM2QA/s320/050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks for the fun day at the park, Mom! I hope it doesn't get too boring this winter when we are stuck inside!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-1435371144907324817?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/1435371144907324817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=1435371144907324817' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/1435371144907324817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/1435371144907324817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-at-park-with-my-mom-post-by-liam.html' title='Day at the park with my Mom.( A post by Liam)'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QegHyjabpMk/TnKVNeSH9gI/AAAAAAAAA5I/gHNonpazeik/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-6535146278380059728</id><published>2011-09-14T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T20:28:02.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Auntie's are the Best!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TUi9GMnTQRI/TnFwOzPDDKI/AAAAAAAAA3w/SWAIyrCmeJY/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652422406900485282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TUi9GMnTQRI/TnFwOzPDDKI/AAAAAAAAA3w/SWAIyrCmeJY/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0hx7nigtGJs/TnFwOoUi6QI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Mw2AEjBkrW4/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652422403970754818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0hx7nigtGJs/TnFwOoUi6QI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Mw2AEjBkrW4/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P_9UW7N-RC8/TnFwOd5sQpI/AAAAAAAAA3g/ihT0iSR8iuY/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652422401173766802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P_9UW7N-RC8/TnFwOd5sQpI/AAAAAAAAA3g/ihT0iSR8iuY/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Im7hVQsXVB8/TnFwOFdvJII/AAAAAAAAA3Y/elQN2Br7gjg/s1600/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652422394614064258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Im7hVQsXVB8/TnFwOFdvJII/AAAAAAAAA3Y/elQN2Br7gjg/s320/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8670094542173224287-6535146278380059728?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/6535146278380059728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=6535146278380059728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/6535146278380059728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/6535146278380059728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-aunties-are-best.html' title='My Auntie&apos;s are the Best!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TUi9GMnTQRI/TnFwOzPDDKI/AAAAAAAAA3w/SWAIyrCmeJY/s72-c/032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-2994060332089953571</id><published>2011-09-14T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T19:42:05.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MMmmm.....Potatoes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7nHYbc47OI/TnFlGcb1qTI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/I0xekgjPl1w/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652410168713259314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7nHYbc47OI/TnFlGcb1qTI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/I0xekgjPl1w/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DNitRP8tkw4/TnFlF9t9HsI/AAAAAAAAA3I/pcKOTSl5ZUY/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652410160467746498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DNitRP8tkw4/TnFlF9t9HsI/AAAAAAAAA3I/pcKOTSl5ZUY/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sYG_LwRigoA/TnFlFZhjbLI/AAAAAAAAA3A/539-_hbZh8s/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652410150752054450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sYG_LwRigoA/TnFlFZhjbLI/AAAAAAAAA3A/539-_hbZh8s/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nL5I4Cncoc8/TnFlFNdHHSI/AAAAAAAAA24/a_KKXctOx_M/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652410147512196386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nL5I4Cncoc8/TnFlFNdHHSI/AAAAAAAAA24/a_KKXctOx_M/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I a bad mom for taking pictures of this rather than getting a dirty potato out of his mouth???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-2994060332089953571?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/2994060332089953571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=2994060332089953571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2994060332089953571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2994060332089953571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/09/mmmmmpotatoes.html' title='MMmmm.....Potatoes!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7nHYbc47OI/TnFlGcb1qTI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/I0xekgjPl1w/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-2620000551245348969</id><published>2011-09-06T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T20:15:00.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day Weekend!</title><content type='html'>To say that our Labor Day weekend plans were last minute, would be putting it lightly. Conor got a call from his friend Lance while he was at work on Friday to invite us up to Bear Lake with them and another family for the weekend. Conor called me and I got to packing. Conor literally got home from work, changed, and we jumped in the car with the Gummersalls to head up to the cabin. It was SO nice of the Greens to let us crash with them. Their cabin was beautiful and their three kids are adorable. Loud.Crazy.Rowdy.Twins.Adorable. We had such a blast this weekend. We are so grateful again for their generousity and kindness for letting us enjoy the weekend with them.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MN14qdHQFSw/TmaaZ1LUmGI/AAAAAAAAA2A/wN5RFsCTfyU/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649372551144839266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MN14qdHQFSw/TmaaZ1LUmGI/AAAAAAAAA2A/wN5RFsCTfyU/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saturday we hit up the lake with a set of WaveRunners. It was so much fun to ride some of those again! Conor was gracious enough to let me drive and we got some good speed and some pretty good air a few times. It was a beautiful day. We really couldn't have asked for better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XkjRzD2LrNo/TmaaZrb7_lI/AAAAAAAAA14/zGUfVY_q5Zs/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649372548530175570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XkjRzD2LrNo/TmaaZrb7_lI/AAAAAAAAA14/zGUfVY_q5Zs/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's my two cute boys! I love them so much, and I loved being at the beach with them. It was so fun to have a fun lazy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C6XAP4T313I/TmaaZPbupuI/AAAAAAAAA1w/orzsBZb5GWE/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649372541013108450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C6XAP4T313I/TmaaZPbupuI/AAAAAAAAA1w/orzsBZb5GWE/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was Liam's first time at the beach. Being the outdoorsy kid that he is, I knew he would love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oGtZcS5FoNc/TmaaYzoflQI/AAAAAAAAA1o/dmBXNR3UpZM/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649372533550454018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oGtZcS5FoNc/TmaaYzoflQI/AAAAAAAAA1o/dmBXNR3UpZM/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pUzHtiiVVLo/TmaaEMVYngI/AAAAAAAAA1g/LarTlC38_EM/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649372179403939330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pUzHtiiVVLo/TmaaEMVYngI/AAAAAAAAA1g/LarTlC38_EM/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lance and Conor playing a game in the water and throwing rocks. They are such boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ATgN6e624MY/TmaaDz8W-7I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/MSOJZfrbIQs/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649372172856523698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ATgN6e624MY/TmaaDz8W-7I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/MSOJZfrbIQs/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Conor and Lance, just soaking up the sun and enjoying the break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-afQmrOkLWgs/TmaaDjwFApI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/_DHa048Ojr0/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649372168510046866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-afQmrOkLWgs/TmaaDjwFApI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/_DHa048Ojr0/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Add Liam into that as well. He LOVES being outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gnmDDyyR5W8/TmaaDhlPBCI/AAAAAAAAA1I/qDcIDU-YaCw/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649372167927694370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gnmDDyyR5W8/TmaaDhlPBCI/AAAAAAAAA1I/qDcIDU-YaCw/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam's first encounter with sand. He loved it. He especially loved the wet sand and the crashing of the waves against his legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VKZ6IYmQUMQ/TmaaDcfk15I/AAAAAAAAA1A/4TuOirYEEUo/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649372166561781650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VKZ6IYmQUMQ/TmaaDcfk15I/AAAAAAAAA1A/4TuOirYEEUo/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just playing in the sand.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5r1YU316SXI/TmaZfaudTKI/AAAAAAAAA04/WKGlXnwN-NU/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649371547612040354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5r1YU316SXI/TmaZfaudTKI/AAAAAAAAA04/WKGlXnwN-NU/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m-iUsQ-BBtI/TmaZfDAe_VI/AAAAAAAAA0w/TfDtDg8dGLE/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649371541245197650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m-iUsQ-BBtI/TmaZfDAe_VI/AAAAAAAAA0w/TfDtDg8dGLE/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-akP46XX2y38/TmaZewrvB7I/AAAAAAAAA0o/hsYj8U9C6t4/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649371536326330290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-akP46XX2y38/TmaZewrvB7I/AAAAAAAAA0o/hsYj8U9C6t4/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O9FMcA1PrgM/TmaZefNkrXI/AAAAAAAAA0g/YISspE4MiHE/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649371531636419954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O9FMcA1PrgM/TmaZefNkrXI/AAAAAAAAA0g/YISspE4MiHE/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I love the beach! Too bad this was our one and only time this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ICKhfsW9cnY/TmaZeO99wPI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/bx41W0fFFkE/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649371527275987186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ICKhfsW9cnY/TmaZeO99wPI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/bx41W0fFFkE/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VI-7a_b3zJc/TmaY0FIYOLI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/qfWdWf0bo7M/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649370803080804530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VI-7a_b3zJc/TmaY0FIYOLI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/qfWdWf0bo7M/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little boy is all tuckered out after a long day at the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tjtBQMtKUo4/TmaYz_2xslI/AAAAAAAAA0I/wxpxLjHhaG0/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649370801664799314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tjtBQMtKUo4/TmaYz_2xslI/AAAAAAAAA0I/wxpxLjHhaG0/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How cute are my boys?!?! Could I get any more lucky???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TEdpJg5XkaE/TmaYzf2mZ5I/AAAAAAAAA0A/YhuCXp4CtMI/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649370793074124690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TEdpJg5XkaE/TmaYzf2mZ5I/AAAAAAAAA0A/YhuCXp4CtMI/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-24t0mbiwHgE/TmaYzL4pX5I/AAAAAAAAAz4/f1PHdLxojUY/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649370787713998738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-24t0mbiwHgE/TmaYzL4pX5I/AAAAAAAAAz4/f1PHdLxojUY/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our view from the cabin. Can you say breathtaking? I watched the sunrise one morning and it was just gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aVdGSnrPu5I/TmaYy5LRy5I/AAAAAAAAAzw/5nMGhGmj0Bs/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649370782691871634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aVdGSnrPu5I/TmaYy5LRy5I/AAAAAAAAAzw/5nMGhGmj0Bs/s320/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; don't mind my haggered look...I was really taking it easy this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-USF6hxNwuxE/TmaYYFFVNKI/AAAAAAAAAzo/t6wviY8JbBI/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649370322031686818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-USF6hxNwuxE/TmaYYFFVNKI/AAAAAAAAAzo/t6wviY8JbBI/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ztxe1dtMvGw/TmaYX5f3uVI/AAAAAAAAAzg/ug9JLAh_zqs/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649370318921775442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ztxe1dtMvGw/TmaYX5f3uVI/AAAAAAAAAzg/ug9JLAh_zqs/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cfULYMr0AUQ/TmaYXopIBpI/AAAAAAAAAzY/vLzhpAUqezk/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649370314397189778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cfULYMr0AUQ/TmaYXopIBpI/AAAAAAAAAzY/vLzhpAUqezk/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Up next is the newest game invented by the boys. If you are an avid follower of the blog then you have probably caught on to the fact that wherever we go with any of the boys, there is always some sort of game, or competion involved. It keeps things interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LFFkvoP-1kw/TmaYXR8cewI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/kxN5ulLR120/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649370308304206594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LFFkvoP-1kw/TmaYXR8cewI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/kxN5ulLR120/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lance, seen here, was launching the football from off the deck to the road down below, about 60 or so yards away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1nu1wleTZY0/TmaYW4sbXgI/AAAAAAAAAzI/dWWR2gkmgwY/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649370301526138370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1nu1wleTZY0/TmaYW4sbXgI/AAAAAAAAAzI/dWWR2gkmgwY/s320/049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Down on the road, the ball was to be caught by the rider on the 4 wheeler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S1hfzpC1NW4/TmaX355LziI/AAAAAAAAAzA/F2R_JbSbBp4/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649369769272135202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S1hfzpC1NW4/TmaX355LziI/AAAAAAAAAzA/F2R_JbSbBp4/s320/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Conor was the spotter to find the football when it wasn't caught. After several attempts and postion switching they were able to complete their goal. Conor was the driver, Lance caught the ball, Greener threw from the deck. They were SO happy about accomplishing this! The video is just one of the many attempts. Unfortunately we didn't get "The Catch" on tape. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e75ccf18c1319993" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De75ccf18c1319993%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330270091%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2895ABC5648DA869BFE123CC08EC8DB8170AEA16.7F8DB9E3EC2968B67F6407DAB5392FA6FFFCA249%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De75ccf18c1319993%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOFPjAZZ4OZXH45fnNB6I9BFuLeY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De75ccf18c1319993%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330270091%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2895ABC5648DA869BFE123CC08EC8DB8170AEA16.7F8DB9E3EC2968B67F6407DAB5392FA6FFFCA249%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De75ccf18c1319993%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOFPjAZZ4OZXH45fnNB6I9BFuLeY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PmMkFY0HDWQ/TmaX3p4v6qI/AAAAAAAAAy4/5jfv-u19k9w/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649369764975340194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PmMkFY0HDWQ/TmaX3p4v6qI/AAAAAAAAAy4/5jfv-u19k9w/s320/050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LbPnLso5A0M/TmaX3A8BBHI/AAAAAAAAAyw/JmbFHq46XP8/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649369753983190130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LbPnLso5A0M/TmaX3A8BBHI/AAAAAAAAAyw/JmbFHq46XP8/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Conor and I just chilling in the cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ2s8RcCEyc/TmaX28K-vWI/AAAAAAAAAyo/rdMOAhTG87A/s1600/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649369752703778146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ2s8RcCEyc/TmaX28K-vWI/AAAAAAAAAyo/rdMOAhTG87A/s320/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christine's patriotic fruit pizza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we got back from Bear Lake, my parents invited us over for a BBQ and then we ditched the kid and went and saw Crazy, Stupid Love. It was really good and we loved having a mini date night. What a great weekend, and now.......back to reality!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vMyzHBFks24/TmaX26T9_0I/AAAAAAAAAyg/9Gj_SkAq6KI/s1600/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649369752204607298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vMyzHBFks24/TmaX26T9_0I/AAAAAAAAAyg/9Gj_SkAq6KI/s320/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-2620000551245348969?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/2620000551245348969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=2620000551245348969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2620000551245348969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2620000551245348969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/09/labor-day-weekend.html' title='Labor Day Weekend!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MN14qdHQFSw/TmaaZ1LUmGI/AAAAAAAAA2A/wN5RFsCTfyU/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-31478841928836114</id><published>2011-09-06T14:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T14:54:30.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Utah Man Am I"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gcm_QfVbVfM/TmaVz7Ldu_I/AAAAAAAAAyY/aL5_xUtJmhU/s1600/ute%2Bfan%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649367501874510834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gcm_QfVbVfM/TmaVz7Ldu_I/AAAAAAAAAyY/aL5_xUtJmhU/s320/ute%2Bfan%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's a look at the newest, and might I add, cutest Ute Fan!&lt;br /&gt;This kid really does love his sports. He was first introduced to Lacrosse at just 5 days old when he got to go support his aunt Aly. Next up has been basketball and going to see his daddy play in a league on Tuesday nights. He LOVES going to the games and follows the game up and down the court. This kid really knows how to pay attention. He gets mad at me if I turn him away from the game. He watches Sports Center with his dad all the time and this past weekend was introduced to the wonderful world of College Football! He seems pretty excited about it, don't ya think?!!?!?!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NNOkBurLPiE/TmaVzpsk_tI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cCMwOaKB-E8/s1600/ute%2Bfan%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649367497181560530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NNOkBurLPiE/TmaVzpsk_tI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cCMwOaKB-E8/s320/ute%2Bfan%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-31478841928836114?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/31478841928836114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=31478841928836114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/31478841928836114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/31478841928836114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/09/utah-man-am-i.html' title='&quot;A Utah Man Am I&quot;'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gcm_QfVbVfM/TmaVz7Ldu_I/AAAAAAAAAyY/aL5_xUtJmhU/s72-c/ute%2Bfan%2B003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-2357092472394898895</id><published>2011-08-25T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T13:25:28.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liam Laughed Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So for the past few months now, Conor and I have been trying our very hardest to get this little boy to laugh. We have exhausted our resources. This morning while doing some browsing on the computer I set Liam down on his play mat. A few minutes later he lets out a full blown laugh! I just stopped what I was doing and looked down at him and he kept laughing. It was the most adorable thing I have ever heard in my entire life. He kept doing it, and I started laughing and crying! I quickly grabbed the camera so Conor could see when he got home. Well this boy is a little camera shy and stopped laughing. I got a few good ones on there though. So that is why the camera moves a bunch, I was trying to keep him from seeing it, so he would keep laughing. Hope you enjoy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2099eb2b23bd966c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2099eb2b23bd966c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330270091%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D32F71182577FCFE5779A5810760CE77EFB872B57.85FF5FDC440B696C01406533AF01DA6FA025B949%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2099eb2b23bd966c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmbG50AUX6Ywa4ZhzozMz07C4JqI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2099eb2b23bd966c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330270091%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D32F71182577FCFE5779A5810760CE77EFB872B57.85FF5FDC440B696C01406533AF01DA6FA025B949%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2099eb2b23bd966c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmbG50AUX6Ywa4ZhzozMz07C4JqI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-2357092472394898895?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/2357092472394898895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=2357092472394898895' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2357092472394898895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2357092472394898895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/08/liam-laughed-today.html' title='Liam Laughed Today!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-2048175268337618588</id><published>2011-08-24T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T12:52:07.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAST FROM THE PAST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other night we stumbled across on old picture of Conor and his friends, that was taken shortly after high school graduation. Almost 8 years ago! It inspired me to do a little "blast from the past" post. Hope you enjoy! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PFz23qNiN7E/TlVSZtDOerI/AAAAAAAAAwM/3VhrlmH50NY/s1600/ScannedImage012.JPEG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644508309522119346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PFz23qNiN7E/TlVSZtDOerI/AAAAAAAAAwM/3VhrlmH50NY/s320/ScannedImage012.JPEG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is me and Kyle on our first day of school! This was the first day of my Senior year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh to be that skinny again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eHidwRn_fro/TlVSY2Q-hbI/AAAAAAAAAwE/tJUCsM-2a4c/s1600/past2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644508294815843762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eHidwRn_fro/TlVSY2Q-hbI/AAAAAAAAAwE/tJUCsM-2a4c/s320/past2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a Lovely picture of Conor, this was sometime in high school. Isn't he so charming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WBiIB-mHNCE/TlVQx7wfV7I/AAAAAAAAAv8/OLC6kUIxXEY/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644506526763669426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WBiIB-mHNCE/TlVQx7wfV7I/AAAAAAAAAv8/OLC6kUIxXEY/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alas, the picture that sparked it all. Sorry the quality is bad, it's actually a picture of a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how tiny they all look! I love all these guys! I am so glad they all stayed friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t1s951W9wFY/TlVQxRuMppI/AAAAAAAAAv0/ssTfknGbCAY/s1600/past.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644506515479766674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t1s951W9wFY/TlVQxRuMppI/AAAAAAAAAv0/ssTfknGbCAY/s320/past.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and finally for today a blast from almost 4 years ago. Our cruise to the Bahamas! I am SO SO SO glad that we got to do this before we all got married! Now we all have kids! ( Yes shantay I am counting your goats as kids!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So fun to look back a little bit, and so crazy how fast life passes you by!&lt;br /&gt;(also be sure to go check out my kitchen blog for last night's dinner: Crispy Ranch Chicken!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-2048175268337618588?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/2048175268337618588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=2048175268337618588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2048175268337618588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2048175268337618588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/08/blast-from-past.html' title='BLAST FROM THE PAST!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PFz23qNiN7E/TlVSZtDOerI/AAAAAAAAAwM/3VhrlmH50NY/s72-c/ScannedImage012.JPEG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-4997004139524551178</id><published>2011-08-22T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T15:06:37.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror, mirror on the wall......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of Liam's favorite things is.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HIMSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlN8tOenWZ0/TlK2yEB6mxI/AAAAAAAAAvs/dhxfQW_SBbU/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643774254240144146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlN8tOenWZ0/TlK2yEB6mxI/AAAAAAAAAvs/dhxfQW_SBbU/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Liam loves mirror time. His favorite is when we combine water and mirror time and fill up the sink in the bathroom so he can splash and watch himself. It's so funny how entertained he gets. B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hPnyLi25C5o/TlK2xy492lI/AAAAAAAAAvk/Of_HD3PLw6Q/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643774249639205458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hPnyLi25C5o/TlK2xy492lI/AAAAAAAAAvk/Of_HD3PLw6Q/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so cute giving himself kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a sample of some fun that&lt;br /&gt;me and little "L Train" ( one of his many nicknames) have had today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wnZTUkIVHzs/TlK2xpJJi3I/AAAAAAAAAvc/0LYsDInUpoA/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643774247022726002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wnZTUkIVHzs/TlK2xpJJi3I/AAAAAAAAAvc/0LYsDInUpoA/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vaDDfbWnwtM/TlK2xYV68xI/AAAAAAAAAvU/U785S7IhCJg/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643774242512892690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vaDDfbWnwtM/TlK2xYV68xI/AAAAAAAAAvU/U785S7IhCJg/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;more kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AUYBlEBGeRA/TlK2xHO33wI/AAAAAAAAAvM/jeLFnx8myx4/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643774237919928066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AUYBlEBGeRA/TlK2xHO33wI/AAAAAAAAAvM/jeLFnx8myx4/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I took him up to the doctors to get him weighed again since he'll be 5 months on Thursday Can you believe it?!?&lt;br /&gt;Little "LJ" ( another nickname) is still little, but seems to be growing steadily&lt;br /&gt;so they said that everything is okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RW8VH-kAU6E/TlK2Pw7LsKI/AAAAAAAAAvE/mpva0R6NwLY/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643773664996077730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RW8VH-kAU6E/TlK2Pw7LsKI/AAAAAAAAAvE/mpva0R6NwLY/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He now weighs in at an impressive 12 lbs 3 ounces!&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZ8uX1HUOiw/TlK2PqtC0RI/AAAAAAAAAu8/pgUwJEMRb3w/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643773663326163218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZ8uX1HUOiw/TlK2PqtC0RI/AAAAAAAAAu8/pgUwJEMRb3w/s320/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little guy has also mastered rolling from his stomach to his back, and his back to his stomach. He can sit up with some help, but usually falls to one side, unless he is REALLY concentrating. He talks SO much! When he wakes up in the morning he fusses until he's unwrapped from his straight jacket type swaddle and just starts jabbering away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aNO_oB9VDgw/TlK2PVOIxTI/AAAAAAAAAu0/f5VigOt-KH4/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643773657559385394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aNO_oB9VDgw/TlK2PVOIxTI/AAAAAAAAAu0/f5VigOt-KH4/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's tried his first spoonful of rice cereal and liked it, but had a bit of a hard time figuring the whole thing out. We'll keep trying at it. He also got his first time in his Johnny Jump Up, but isn't quite big enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FmQ-SjeafhI/TlK2PPI4BjI/AAAAAAAAAus/QOKEAMHSwMk/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643773655926703666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FmQ-SjeafhI/TlK2PPI4BjI/AAAAAAAAAus/QOKEAMHSwMk/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha, he loves to push off and swing himself around the doorway. He's so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nmlOfwsrVoA/TlK2OwfIg8I/AAAAAAAAAuk/F4Ek9sksHRA/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643773647698559938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nmlOfwsrVoA/TlK2OwfIg8I/AAAAAAAAAuk/F4Ek9sksHRA/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy (almost) 5 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video of our mirror fun. Sorry about the quality! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-885a301e0bd26c2f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D885a301e0bd26c2f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330270091%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D46D86AD1431C7927E982C24E3648BF11AE52223.48904135D7A9EC9B11E47CEF788CB8FA2156B264%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D885a301e0bd26c2f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPKjQ0V-WL2odW3xKiW2jjCTZmXY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D885a301e0bd26c2f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330270091%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D46D86AD1431C7927E982C24E3648BF11AE52223.48904135D7A9EC9B11E47CEF788CB8FA2156B264%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D885a301e0bd26c2f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPKjQ0V-WL2odW3xKiW2jjCTZmXY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-4997004139524551178?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/4997004139524551178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=4997004139524551178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4997004139524551178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4997004139524551178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/08/mirror-mirror-on-wall.html' title='Mirror, mirror on the wall......'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlN8tOenWZ0/TlK2yEB6mxI/AAAAAAAAAvs/dhxfQW_SBbU/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-2655145055229911549</id><published>2011-08-17T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T09:56:49.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I have decided to document my adventures in my kitchen in my new blog: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://messiejessiekitchen.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Messie Jessie's Kitchen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4oZXBfdmBbw/TkxOmIThQ5I/AAAAAAAAAsc/m6i4aiGe3vQ/s1600/Diet-Food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641970850159739794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4oZXBfdmBbw/TkxOmIThQ5I/AAAAAAAAAsc/m6i4aiGe3vQ/s320/Diet-Food.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You guys should head on over and check it out. It's nothing impressive, and nothing compared to "real" food blogs out there, but I just needed something for myself. So far it's been fun, and pretty good motivation. It's just all things kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope you enjoy and maybe get a taste of what else I do with my time besides being mom to this adorable guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbKcQzAN00U/TkxSFQ3ZX-I/AAAAAAAAAsk/ZTXFcXxKgcY/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641974683568529378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbKcQzAN00U/TkxSFQ3ZX-I/AAAAAAAAAsk/ZTXFcXxKgcY/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-2655145055229911549?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/2655145055229911549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=2655145055229911549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2655145055229911549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2655145055229911549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-new-blog.html' title='My new blog!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4oZXBfdmBbw/TkxOmIThQ5I/AAAAAAAAAsc/m6i4aiGe3vQ/s72-c/Diet-Food.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-3965098127880499857</id><published>2011-08-01T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T10:31:10.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't have........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bt9lAVs0OLk/Tjbg2ngv6uI/AAAAAAAAAqM/n0FvJTTJSPU/s1600/Mansions10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635939212624653026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bt9lAVs0OLk/Tjbg2ngv6uI/AAAAAAAAAqM/n0FvJTTJSPU/s320/Mansions10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't have a big huge mansion, or even an extemely nice and roomy house............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-stfYpKsh8-c/Tjbg2ZflbYI/AAAAAAAAAqE/jd-KCTbEMBU/s1600/islands21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635939208861674882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-stfYpKsh8-c/Tjbg2ZflbYI/AAAAAAAAAqE/jd-KCTbEMBU/s320/islands21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ..........I don't have the kitchen of my dreams.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wc8saS8UBPo/Tjbg2X_NrlI/AAAAAAAAAp8/JujI_jJJNQk/s1600/luxury-cars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635939208457465426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wc8saS8UBPo/Tjbg2X_NrlI/AAAAAAAAAp8/JujI_jJJNQk/s320/luxury-cars.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .....................I don't have a fancy car..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n9d4Cxm7E50/Tjbg2Ab8WFI/AAAAAAAAAp0/5ghzUJ_B2Gs/s1600/engagement-ring-sale-4096-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635939202135513170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n9d4Cxm7E50/Tjbg2Ab8WFI/AAAAAAAAAp0/5ghzUJ_B2Gs/s320/engagement-ring-sale-4096-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......I don't have fancy jewelry.........&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/-96kSN2wpgAs/Tjbg2Nhbw5I/AAAAAAAAAps/epVsO0uuR9Q/s1600/closet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635939205648204690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-96kSN2wpgAs/Tjbg2Nhbw5I/AAAAAAAAAps/epVsO0uuR9Q/s320/closet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......I don't have all the clothes I want.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;....I don't have the closet or the space.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2C4DxPo2fJ8/Tjbgc2Ql11I/AAAAAAAAApk/3_pPBgBWsNw/s1600/custom-pantry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635938769906816850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2C4DxPo2fJ8/Tjbgc2Ql11I/AAAAAAAAApk/3_pPBgBWsNw/s320/custom-pantry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...............I don't have a huge supply of food storage or a way to organize it.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........it's easy to get caught up in all the things we don't have and it's easy to be green with jealousy and want, want, want. &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;Here are some more things that I also don't have...............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6AyEuWsmZkQ/TjbgEG2IFpI/AAAAAAAAApc/G1qBn7a8sVk/s1600/hut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635938344862488210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6AyEuWsmZkQ/TjbgEG2IFpI/AAAAAAAAApc/G1qBn7a8sVk/s320/hut.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......I don't have to live in a hut........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0uVZZ8YFVkI/TjbgD9q-gGI/AAAAAAAAApU/laHHuYQiClg/s1600/CIMG0383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635938342399803490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0uVZZ8YFVkI/TjbgD9q-gGI/AAAAAAAAApU/laHHuYQiClg/s320/CIMG0383.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ........I don't have to worry about disease and infection..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ILcBVQWQSyM/TjbgDtwzSGI/AAAAAAAAApM/2JIDhE-_5AI/s1600/libya-refugee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635938338129266786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ILcBVQWQSyM/TjbgDtwzSGI/AAAAAAAAApM/2JIDhE-_5AI/s320/libya-refugee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......I don't have to flee for my life and stay in a refugee camp........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pzwdwq47_is/TjbfuhA4FpI/AAAAAAAAApE/TfbvKbiy4OM/s1600/Poverty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635937973929776786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pzwdwq47_is/TjbfuhA4FpI/AAAAAAAAApE/TfbvKbiy4OM/s320/Poverty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;......I don't have to walk for miles and miles for food, water, and safety.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ER3W6R4WnPU/TjbfprEMY-I/AAAAAAAAAo8/inJjiWJLbkc/s1600/water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635937890728698850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ER3W6R4WnPU/TjbfprEMY-I/AAAAAAAAAo8/inJjiWJLbkc/s320/water.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.....I don't have to worry about my water and if it is safe to drink.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1T2zpef4Qrc/TjbfpnXJAvI/AAAAAAAAAo0/TUaF9sqHDIU/s1600/well.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635937889734427378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1T2zpef4Qrc/TjbfpnXJAvI/AAAAAAAAAo0/TUaF9sqHDIU/s320/well.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .....I don't have to walk to a well to get water......&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sH67UJI7LnE/TjbffO78uII/AAAAAAAAAos/fG_sCHDyIp0/s1600/poverty2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635937711379232898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sH67UJI7LnE/TjbffO78uII/AAAAAAAAAos/fG_sCHDyIp0/s320/poverty2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......I don't have to worry about my children dying of hunger, famine, or disease.......&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;These are the things I don't have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-3965098127880499857?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/3965098127880499857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=3965098127880499857' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3965098127880499857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3965098127880499857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-dont-have.html' title='I don&apos;t have........'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bt9lAVs0OLk/Tjbg2ngv6uI/AAAAAAAAAqM/n0FvJTTJSPU/s72-c/Mansions10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-7076028245149679705</id><published>2011-08-01T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T10:03:22.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I07oGoFLNY0/TjbUHcjNtzI/AAAAAAAAAok/OoZqqR-nmto/s1600/4%2Bmonths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635925208088819506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I07oGoFLNY0/TjbUHcjNtzI/AAAAAAAAAok/OoZqqR-nmto/s320/4%2Bmonths.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam is 4 months old! I know I say this every month, but time is just flying by! He is so much fun, and I just love hanging out with him every day! We went in for his appointment last month and I was pretty sure that he had reached the 12 pound mark. Here are his stats:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight: 11 lbs 4 oz ( 5%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Height: 24 3/4 inches ( 40%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Head: 16 inches (20%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he missed the 12 pound mark. He is such a little guy! He has fallen down into the 5th percentile and his Dr really wants us to work on getting his weight up. I am trying to nurse him more often, but my body is having a hard time keeping up. It's actually been really frustrating. I think I'm doing a little better on getting my supply back up to where it needs to be, but it's just been really declining lately, which like I said, is super frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But enough about that, here is some things that Liam can do at 4 months old! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* He Loves to talk! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* He loves to smile and give us little giggles, we are still working on getting a full on laugh. I try so hard, that I must look absolutely ridiculous, but I am so close! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* He is now splahing in the water when he has baths and talks to me the whole time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* He loves getting his diaper changed, I find that really weird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* He is a little Houdini. He has to be swaddled to sleep, if he isn't he just doesn't sleep and it is awful. Unfortunately, since this kid is ALWAYS moving he wiggles his way out of a swaddle before the night is over. I have tried many ways to remedy this.&lt;br /&gt;Here is one way that I found him in the morning:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-95BP_J_iy00/TjbUG72pNcI/AAAAAAAAAoc/f4gebhhjEf8/s1600/blanket2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635925199311943106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-95BP_J_iy00/TjbUG72pNcI/AAAAAAAAAoc/f4gebhhjEf8/s320/blanket2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IHqORgEYbl8/TjbUF5k3l8I/AAAAAAAAAoU/WTLjkjJYLmk/s1600/blanket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635925181520648130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IHqORgEYbl8/TjbUF5k3l8I/AAAAAAAAAoU/WTLjkjJYLmk/s320/blanket.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He looks ridiculous, and I was just glad that he didn't strangle himself. So after this happened, we tried a night not swaddling him. Wow. Let's just say that didn't work. It was probably the worst night since he was born! haha. So the solution now? He gets swaddled in one blanket, and that is safety pinned. Then he gets swaddled in another and that also gets safety pinned. Then, yes, one more blanket to secure everything. Don't worry, they are thin blankets and he has a fan in his room to keep him cool enough. We've done this for four nights now, and two of the night, he has been able to get out of that swaddle too! I've got an escape artist on my hands!&lt;br /&gt;*He can roll over from his stomach to his back, although he doesn't do it often. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* He can grab his toes, and he is FASCINATED with them. He almost has them in his mouth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* He loves to grab anything and everything! My hair, my phone, my nose, my eyes, my food! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is such a fun little guy and we can't wait to see what he learns next! &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/8670094542173224287-7076028245149679705?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/7076028245149679705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=7076028245149679705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7076028245149679705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7076028245149679705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/08/4-months.html' title='4 months!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I07oGoFLNY0/TjbUHcjNtzI/AAAAAAAAAok/OoZqqR-nmto/s72-c/4%2Bmonths.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-267697112068752813</id><published>2011-07-26T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T11:09:34.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We love LONG weekends!</title><content type='html'>On Thursday Conor and I got to "BounceBack" to Lagoon. We went last Saturday for MACU's company day. I'm no longer working there, but we were able to get discounted tickets from one of my old co-workers who couldn't go. THANK YOU! It was so much fun to enjoy TWO days of fun and just act like a couple of crazy kids in love! haha. We had a blast and when we went back on Thursday night after Conor got home from work, it wasn't crowded at all. By this point we had talked ourselves into going on the Catapult. We have wanted to go on it for some time, but we couldn't talk ourselves into paying extra for it. Since we got our tickets so cheap, we decided to splurge. OH MY GOSH! It was the funnest ride ever. I still think it is a little overpriced, but I am so glad we did it. It was so much fun, and no, that is not us in the picture. I just needed a visual effect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w2EfpLFNA4c/Ti7_zoBj6OI/AAAAAAAAAoE/q8TASCyE6gQ/s1600/catapult.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 121px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 121px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633721446269446370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w2EfpLFNA4c/Ti7_zoBj6OI/AAAAAAAAAoE/q8TASCyE6gQ/s320/catapult.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then on Friday, we were going to do all the Bountiful festivites, but we didn't wake up early enough to go and fight for a spot at the parade, and since Liam is still too little to care, we just skipped it. We went to Texas Road House during the parade and then headed up to fireworks, where we were joined by my family, and the Collards. It was a great show and we followed it up with some ice cream afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Monday morning Conor was running in his first race ever! He ran on a team with a bunch of people from work. I still can't believe he did it! I have been wanting to get into running for a while now, and it's been pretty tough! Then one day he just comes home from work and says, "Oh yeah, I'm running in a 10k."&lt;br /&gt;He had like 2 weeks to train, and he was pretty anxious about it, but he did GREAT! He finished in one hour and one minute and he was very proud to have passed a bunch of people at the end. I am SO PROUD of him for doing the race and doing so well! It has really inspired me, and maybe we'll run a race together one day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aG9fnf2oUY0/Ti7_znEf5GI/AAAAAAAAAn8/u7cn8knXUVc/s1600/team-ddm-25Jul10Krace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633721446013330530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aG9fnf2oUY0/Ti7_znEf5GI/AAAAAAAAAn8/u7cn8knXUVc/s320/team-ddm-25Jul10Krace.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the DDM team! ( Deseret Digital Media) Don't you just love the headband look that he has going on!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the race we came home and took a long nap and then headed out for another date! Two in one week! That is just crazy! We went to an afternoon showing of Captain America and it was SO GOOD! I CANNOT wait for The Avengers to come out! Haha, being married to Conor has kind of turned me into a comic book/superhero movie geek!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, it was a great weekend and of course it wouldn't be a good post if I didn't at least mention Liam! He turned 4 months on monday! WOW! Stats will be coming soon, as soon as I get them figured out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-267697112068752813?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/267697112068752813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=267697112068752813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/267697112068752813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/267697112068752813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-love-long-weekends.html' title='We love LONG weekends!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w2EfpLFNA4c/Ti7_zoBj6OI/AAAAAAAAAoE/q8TASCyE6gQ/s72-c/catapult.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-1540429313118620396</id><published>2011-07-15T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T13:06:29.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Fun with the Little One</title><content type='html'>I have so much fun with my little boy and I just want to document every little minute of it! I can do that right now cause he finally went down for a little nap. Little turd, he always fights it and gets so grumpy right before he falls asleep, but then he sleeps so peacefully and wakes up with all smiles! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KFExQJgCiPs/TiCa4iiapxI/AAAAAAAAAns/HE_E-bweqcQ/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629669830347630354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KFExQJgCiPs/TiCa4iiapxI/AAAAAAAAAns/HE_E-bweqcQ/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rggx6t4WuQ4/TiCa4QNXDhI/AAAAAAAAAnk/d5dzLFQUliU/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629669825427475986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rggx6t4WuQ4/TiCa4QNXDhI/AAAAAAAAAnk/d5dzLFQUliU/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahhhhhh.......Nothing like sleeping in your mom's bed with nothing but a diaper on. Seriously, this kid has the life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-my4gYB0MvwI/TiCabvceuJI/AAAAAAAAAnc/ncXNOpqs9Gc/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629669335596185746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-my4gYB0MvwI/TiCabvceuJI/AAAAAAAAAnc/ncXNOpqs9Gc/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr.Smiles! Oh dear, my heart just skips a beat when I see his little smile and I get so happy that he is my baby! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NZfTOGmklk0/TiCabbBTPjI/AAAAAAAAAnU/wffmaBZbQEY/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629669330113478194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NZfTOGmklk0/TiCabbBTPjI/AAAAAAAAAnU/wffmaBZbQEY/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Court and my mom came swimming at our pool the other day and had a blast! Summer has been so much fun! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ao7Mp-un-Yw/TiCabD819NI/AAAAAAAAAnM/-eztpHmbfcU/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629669323920766162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ao7Mp-un-Yw/TiCabD819NI/AAAAAAAAAnM/-eztpHmbfcU/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liam loves tummy time and he's getting a little better at the whole rolling over thing. He'll do it sometimes, but only when he's really in the mood. He is really good at getting up on his knees though, it'll be no time until he is scootin around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PSqbOClTqbI/TiCaa2H6EYI/AAAAAAAAAnE/WqF6bIy7u9U/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629669320209076610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PSqbOClTqbI/TiCaa2H6EYI/AAAAAAAAAnE/WqF6bIy7u9U/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mlbBH4lQjk/TiCaauXvj2I/AAAAAAAAAm8/1p0wbYHwct0/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629669318128013154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mlbBH4lQjk/TiCaauXvj2I/AAAAAAAAAm8/1p0wbYHwct0/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SejQj5xPkjs/TiCZAHMdc5I/AAAAAAAAAm0/-Vrx6pqx85o/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629667761423479698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SejQj5xPkjs/TiCZAHMdc5I/AAAAAAAAAm0/-Vrx6pqx85o/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's that cute tongue! He has started to try to mimic us when we spit at him......Yes, we spit at our child. Don't judge us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XmlHXcwfAVU/TiCY_9QhA6I/AAAAAAAAAms/_d0TBqzUqT4/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629667758756135842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XmlHXcwfAVU/TiCY_9QhA6I/AAAAAAAAAms/_d0TBqzUqT4/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hangin' out in his new swing from his Nana Kate. He sure does love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7dwFhc1-NhQ/TiCY_MqP8XI/AAAAAAAAAmk/eWvtPk4Ehag/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629667745710731634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7dwFhc1-NhQ/TiCY_MqP8XI/AAAAAAAAAmk/eWvtPk4Ehag/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this one! I've dubbed it, King Liam. He just looks so proper and snoody here!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rva2J_9nv4o/TiCY-_OjaGI/AAAAAAAAAmc/B1G-FbHZaZk/s1600/liamglasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629667742104905826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rva2J_9nv4o/TiCY-_OjaGI/AAAAAAAAAmc/B1G-FbHZaZk/s320/liamglasses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one is also a favorite! I have named this one Grandma Liam. He totally looks like an old lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zJthLQIsQ7U/TiCY-9H-1PI/AAAAAAAAAmU/1lpcLFBFj2M/s1600/liambumbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629667741540472050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zJthLQIsQ7U/TiCY-9H-1PI/AAAAAAAAAmU/1lpcLFBFj2M/s320/liambumbo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this guy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-1540429313118620396?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/1540429313118620396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=1540429313118620396' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/1540429313118620396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/1540429313118620396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/07/some-fun-with-little-one.html' title='Some Fun with the Little One'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KFExQJgCiPs/TiCa4iiapxI/AAAAAAAAAns/HE_E-bweqcQ/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-7307193373031932151</id><published>2011-07-15T12:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T12:40:36.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liam Loves......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TREES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHtyInidDaI/TiCWSmuqYeI/AAAAAAAAAmM/WFXOxWddO58/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629664780591194594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHtyInidDaI/TiCWSmuqYeI/AAAAAAAAAmM/WFXOxWddO58/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh man, does this kid LOVES himself some trees! Seriously, if he is throwing any type of fit, jus pick him up and take him under some trees and all is right with the world again. He also really loves his GRANDPA! My dad has taken a real liking to this little boy of mine. I think the two of them could spend all day together just hangin out under trees. Sounds like the life!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLgfa2m15js/TiCWSV-jXII/AAAAAAAAAmE/b2km68zUULI/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629664776094440578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLgfa2m15js/TiCWSV-jXII/AAAAAAAAAmE/b2km68zUULI/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday I was driving around in SugarHouse and Liam had decided that he hates the car. So screaming it was. I pulled into Sugarhouse Park, took him out and placed him under a bunch of trees...........Silence. I swear I am considering putting a tree in his room to keep him quiet and entertained for when we need to get things done. I love watching his fasination with them though and love how alert and aware he is when he is outside. He is definetely going to be an outdoors boy, that's for sure!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WTD1VSNm5Q0/TiCWSEkTzfI/AAAAAAAAAl8/wwayqwkq1_U/s1600/liamtrees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629664771420966386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WTD1VSNm5Q0/TiCWSEkTzfI/AAAAAAAAAl8/wwayqwkq1_U/s320/liamtrees.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1BP77rKmJl0/TiCWR6thi_I/AAAAAAAAAl0/FwNfmY1zPEc/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629664768775261170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1BP77rKmJl0/TiCWR6thi_I/AAAAAAAAAl0/FwNfmY1zPEc/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-7307193373031932151?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/7307193373031932151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=7307193373031932151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7307193373031932151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7307193373031932151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/07/liam-loves.html' title='Liam Loves......'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lHtyInidDaI/TiCWSmuqYeI/AAAAAAAAAmM/WFXOxWddO58/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-3530711505624272521</id><published>2011-07-15T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T12:20:51.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farmington Festival Days</title><content type='html'>Liam got to go to his very first parade. He loves being outside, so this was just another good adventure for him. The sirens on the firetrucks were SO LOUD! Liam had to have his ears covered for that part of the parade and when they would go off he would jump because he was startled, but he never cried. He really enjoyed it. He looks so excited to have his ears covered, doesn't he? &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_YNDWyWAwY/TiCJ9WoPDNI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ZQyxXGxKz-o/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629651221352484050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_YNDWyWAwY/TiCJ9WoPDNI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ZQyxXGxKz-o/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WrFlYjUI_PM/TiCJ9HSaviI/AAAAAAAAAlg/zZ_tx1lQLKY/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629651217234443810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WrFlYjUI_PM/TiCJ9HSaviI/AAAAAAAAAlg/zZ_tx1lQLKY/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the parade with one of Liam's favorite aunts, Courtney! She just loves being his aunt, and really, who wouldn't? This kid is adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CigOBxvNaKU/TiCJtd9KpGI/AAAAAAAAAlY/CMvVvTgtGMw/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629650948441416802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CigOBxvNaKU/TiCJtd9KpGI/AAAAAAAAAlY/CMvVvTgtGMw/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-naNnyVf_kDw/TiCJtC9zHPI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/EDM55IrU7s4/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629650941196311794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-naNnyVf_kDw/TiCJtC9zHPI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/EDM55IrU7s4/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Later that night we went back to Farmington for more celebrating with FIREWORKS! I love this time of year, especially because of the fireworks and it seems like Liam might be joining in with me! Here's my two boys trying to act tough or something like that.....Oh dear, how I love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mrlhe12No-g/TiCJsi8Df6I/AAAAAAAAAlI/jlBeq-CNTcA/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629650932599062434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mrlhe12No-g/TiCJsi8Df6I/AAAAAAAAAlI/jlBeq-CNTcA/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ycP1TdgXj9E/TiCJsGd5-YI/AAAAAAAAAlA/MK1TyPwG4do/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629650924956416386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ycP1TdgXj9E/TiCJsGd5-YI/AAAAAAAAAlA/MK1TyPwG4do/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun day, and it is so fun to get to take Liam out to all the festivities and expose him to learning and seeing all new things! I just love his little personality and how fun it is to watch him grow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-3530711505624272521?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/3530711505624272521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=3530711505624272521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3530711505624272521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3530711505624272521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/07/farmington-festival-days.html' title='Farmington Festival Days'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_YNDWyWAwY/TiCJ9WoPDNI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ZQyxXGxKz-o/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-8808309550321896049</id><published>2011-07-08T11:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T11:32:54.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 4th of July!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tNOUN3FnJA4/ThdMzEsXKJI/AAAAAAAAAk4/gF9I1_Tv5tU/s1600/firework.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627050699739572370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tNOUN3FnJA4/ThdMzEsXKJI/AAAAAAAAAk4/gF9I1_Tv5tU/s320/firework.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We drove straight from St George to Conor's dad's house to celebrate the 4th with some family. It had been a crazy day full of driving, but it was a lot of fun to see everyone and Conor and his brothers had a BLAST lighting off the huge fireworks. ( No pun intended). I love summer and I especially love July! More to come soon!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-8808309550321896049?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/8808309550321896049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=8808309550321896049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8808309550321896049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8808309550321896049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tNOUN3FnJA4/ThdMzEsXKJI/AAAAAAAAAk4/gF9I1_Tv5tU/s72-c/firework.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-5559454231614707030</id><published>2011-07-08T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T11:28:41.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. George: Round II</title><content type='html'>For the 4th of July weekend we headed down to the land of sun, ST GEORGE. Man, do we love it down there. Seriously, we would move in a heartbeat, or if that never happens we definetely want to get a place of our own someday to use as a getaway destination, but that is a LONG way off!!!!! Anyway, back to the story! We got down to St George on Friday night, we left after Conor got off work and Liam did so good in the car! He basically slept the whole way! I was really worried about this drive cause he has been a nightmare in the car lately!&lt;br /&gt;We got to spend our lovely vacation with our very best friends. The Collards, Gummersalls, and Masons. I do believe that Lance has named us the Best Friends Club. Haha, how Jr High. I love it! I also got to finally meet my new little cousin Lukas! It was so great to spend some much needed time with Casey! The weather was just perfect and we did some major relaxing. Seriously these next three pictures totally sum up the trip! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-izxK9ufiOPI/ThdJQ9bVnyI/AAAAAAAAAkw/LBk7UpYXVeU/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627046815138684706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-izxK9ufiOPI/ThdJQ9bVnyI/AAAAAAAAAkw/LBk7UpYXVeU/s320/010.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/-3MgbZOYO7LY/ThdJQhwabmI/AAAAAAAAAko/9DpH2jVeWnw/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627046807710887522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3MgbZOYO7LY/ThdJQhwabmI/AAAAAAAAAko/9DpH2jVeWnw/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4gTZbVSpwfU/ThdJQDJz3vI/AAAAAAAAAkg/S2wjR-dRD20/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627046799495913202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4gTZbVSpwfU/ThdJQDJz3vI/AAAAAAAAAkg/S2wjR-dRD20/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks to Liam and Robert for not minding that we take pictures of them when they are snoozing! But really, I am pretty sure that none of us girls had makeup on like the majority of the trip! We spent a good deal of time at the pool and the boys had their annual tennis match. Again, Lance came up with the name: The Vintage Open. In honor of the condo being located in the Vintage. Man, these boys are competitive! They played for hours out in 110 degree weather! They all got really sunburned too! I was really terrible at taking pictures this trip but I did manage to get one of the sexy hubs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yiq15jhV2FM/ThdI9qBrn3I/AAAAAAAAAkY/n-VyMt2DutA/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627046483513286514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yiq15jhV2FM/ThdI9qBrn3I/AAAAAAAAAkY/n-VyMt2DutA/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that face! Haha oh dear, I love that man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xgwQdHKZyWA/ThdI892Y8dI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/b5M93-XQ8-A/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627046471654765010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xgwQdHKZyWA/ThdI892Y8dI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/b5M93-XQ8-A/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We celebrated the 4th of July with a terribly pathetic sparkler show. Can't you tell how excited Robert and Laura are?!?! Oh, and there is blurry Christine with an amazing show going on! It really was such a fun trip and I love these guys so much! I feel so lucky to have married into such a great group of friends. And the girls all better be glad that I approved of them!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH, and of course a special thanks to my Grandma and Grandpa Wells for allowing us to use their condo, we are SO APPRECIATIVE! THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qnGjOJ0bXjQ/ThdI8gA-wlI/AAAAAAAAAkI/1IbpFMEagXI/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627046463646122578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qnGjOJ0bXjQ/ThdI8gA-wlI/AAAAAAAAAkI/1IbpFMEagXI/s320/020.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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-5559454231614707030?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/5559454231614707030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=5559454231614707030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/5559454231614707030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/5559454231614707030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/07/st-george.html' title='St. George: Round II'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-izxK9ufiOPI/ThdJQ9bVnyI/AAAAAAAAAkw/LBk7UpYXVeU/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-4682436617810587797</id><published>2011-07-07T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T14:25:25.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YWcP1eKzeNc/ThYi01my_pI/AAAAAAAAAkA/OHtAuPRPNns/s1600/jess1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626723075584360082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YWcP1eKzeNc/ThYi01my_pI/AAAAAAAAAkA/OHtAuPRPNns/s320/jess1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am 24 years old.........WHAT?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh my goodness where has the time gone? I cannot believe that I am 24 years old! I don't feel a day over 20, I swear! It is crazy how fast the time seems to be going these days! Anywoo, I had a FABULOUS birthday this year. I celebrating started on Monday, the day before my birthday with my mom and sisters. ( and of course my little buddy) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We headed up to Park City to do some shopping. I got four new shirts, and swimsuit coverup and a pair of pants. I did pretty well for myself. On my birthday I got to spend some AWESOME girl time with one of my best friends, Kenzie. We went out and treated ourselves to pedicures and snocones and no kiddos! It was SO relaxing and just fabulous. Then my mom watched Liam so Conor and I could enjoy some one on one time at dinner, and after we celebrated with some good old Cold Stone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a great birthday, and everyone made it special. I still can't believe I'm that old!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6mYXqBI5i2w/ThYiDrFI0xI/AAAAAAAAAj4/m9IYHVdE1c4/s1600/jess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626722230945239826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6mYXqBI5i2w/ThYiDrFI0xI/AAAAAAAAAj4/m9IYHVdE1c4/s320/jess.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh and here is my cute family, just for kicks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-4682436617810587797?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/4682436617810587797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=4682436617810587797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4682436617810587797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4682436617810587797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/07/24.html' title='24!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YWcP1eKzeNc/ThYi01my_pI/AAAAAAAAAkA/OHtAuPRPNns/s72-c/jess1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-2690031728619757118</id><published>2011-07-07T14:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T14:11:31.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months old!</title><content type='html'>WOW! Can you believe that this little guy is 3 months old already? He was actually 3 months on the 25th, but I am a little behind on blogging due to all the fun summer festivities going on. He is growing up so fast and this past month has been the most fun so far. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BjfATibRGO0/ThYf-HSrHdI/AAAAAAAAAjw/h30ExqLquTM/s1600/3%2BMONTHS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626719936415735250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BjfATibRGO0/ThYf-HSrHdI/AAAAAAAAAjw/h30ExqLquTM/s320/3%2BMONTHS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He has so much PERSONALITY. It is crazy. It has been so much fun getting to know our little guy and Conor and I think he is quite funny. He smiles and talks and laughs a bunch and he is very particular about certain things. For instance, his love of his tummy. This is one of his favorite positions to be in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4JKPjXtuTBY/ThYf-BNoykI/AAAAAAAAAjo/7Hbr_-MlB4U/s1600/STOMACH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626719934783998530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4JKPjXtuTBY/ThYf-BNoykI/AAAAAAAAAjo/7Hbr_-MlB4U/s320/STOMACH.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha, he looks so funny! He will lay there for hours and sometimes suck on my knee or just drool a bunch. It usually tickles me too, but I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_u7Z8mPEGQg/ThYf9QR4IsI/AAAAAAAAAjg/dG7OvhyjyvY/s1600/STOMACHH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626719921648444098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_u7Z8mPEGQg/ThYf9QR4IsI/AAAAAAAAAjg/dG7OvhyjyvY/s320/STOMACHH.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice too, that he is still bald. We actually think he is more bald now than when he was born! Oh well, he is still incredibly handsome, and maybe someday he will get some hair!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 3 months buddy! WE LOVE YOU!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-2690031728619757118?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/2690031728619757118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=2690031728619757118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2690031728619757118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2690031728619757118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/07/3-months-old.html' title='3 months old!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BjfATibRGO0/ThYf-HSrHdI/AAAAAAAAAjw/h30ExqLquTM/s72-c/3%2BMONTHS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-4042549678838393706</id><published>2011-06-20T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T17:01:20.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bfNKB0wOzDk/Tf_d9Ws4OXI/AAAAAAAAAjI/mR7bT2IIICg/s1600/dad%2526swim%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620454906117241202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bfNKB0wOzDk/Tf_d9Ws4OXI/AAAAAAAAAjI/mR7bT2IIICg/s320/dad%2526swim%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy FIRST Father's Day to my amazing husband. Conor has just loved every minute of being a dad so far, and he is so great! Liam is such a lucky little boy and already has such a special bond with his dad. He LOVES to chat with him when he gets home everyday, and I just love watching the two of them together. It just melts my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-___VbRkp1yU/Tf_d2QPW7JI/AAAAAAAAAjA/CQz1l2z4_ZQ/s1600/grill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620454784123726994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-___VbRkp1yU/Tf_d2QPW7JI/AAAAAAAAAjA/CQz1l2z4_ZQ/s320/grill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For Father's Day, Liam and I had been searching for a grill for Conor for a while, and we finally found a good one. We actually gave it to Conor almost a month early cause it just couldn't wait! Conor had already grilled us up some yummy dinners on it, and there are many more to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B9z1_YSuFS0/Tf_dtE-odBI/AAAAAAAAAi4/vp_IRAo8Nd4/s1600/grill2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620454626481959954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B9z1_YSuFS0/Tf_dtE-odBI/AAAAAAAAAi4/vp_IRAo8Nd4/s320/grill2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also can't do a post about Father's Day without mentioning my own dad. Best dad I could ever ask for, and a great grandpa to Liam. They too already have such a fun bond, and I know my dad was super excited for another boy to join the mix. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YzuuZzPWKok/Tf_dmEPeFrI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Kshv_am781c/s1600/wedd_0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620454506025064114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YzuuZzPWKok/Tf_dmEPeFrI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Kshv_am781c/s320/wedd_0084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-saj-ZzU2pWk/Tf_dgzxuyNI/AAAAAAAAAio/di2RpV0ATCA/s1600/wedd_0751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620454415706015954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-saj-ZzU2pWk/Tf_dgzxuyNI/AAAAAAAAAio/di2RpV0ATCA/s320/wedd_0751.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am so grateful for my wonderful dad and for Conor for being such a good dad to my little boy. Happy Father's Day!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-4042549678838393706?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/4042549678838393706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=4042549678838393706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4042549678838393706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4042549678838393706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bfNKB0wOzDk/Tf_d9Ws4OXI/AAAAAAAAAjI/mR7bT2IIICg/s72-c/dad%2526swim%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-2280339226250444825</id><published>2011-06-14T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T15:06:01.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Swimmin' Buddy</title><content type='html'>A couple weeks ago I took Liam to the pool for the first time and HE LOVED IT. We went to the indoor pool and the rec center and he loved the lazy river part. It was so relaxing, that he kept falling asleep! Since then we've been to the outdoor pool with some friends and he loved it again. Liam loves being outside, plus it got him all tuckered out and he took an awesome long nap that day! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Kw08K4P-gw/TffSB9CNEGI/AAAAAAAAAiY/tNMdxyIkxXs/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618189991173492834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Kw08K4P-gw/TffSB9CNEGI/AAAAAAAAAiY/tNMdxyIkxXs/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had to get Liam his new swim stuff and hat. Poor little guy is so skinny! I got him swim trunks that are 0-3 months and they completely fall off his little bum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aiNQ-EJMO18/TffSBb7GWLI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/OLpn89rxRHA/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618189982285322418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aiNQ-EJMO18/TffSBb7GWLI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/OLpn89rxRHA/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love my little buddy and hanging out with him all day long. He is getting to be so much fun and very VERY vocal. He is just such a happy kid, you can't not smile when you see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pErdxiHpSI0/TffRr7XBaUI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Gq2UVKvzQ7A/s1600/swimming%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618189612766816578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pErdxiHpSI0/TffRr7XBaUI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Gq2UVKvzQ7A/s320/swimming%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ITSNG7YThRM/TffRrrDHkQI/AAAAAAAAAiA/txvkr3V3iVo/s1600/swimming%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618189608388366594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ITSNG7YThRM/TffRrrDHkQI/AAAAAAAAAiA/txvkr3V3iVo/s320/swimming%2B010.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/-iL_yAqRD9IM/TffRclK6gjI/AAAAAAAAAh4/nI0gkp2tnOM/s1600/swimming%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618189349112414770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iL_yAqRD9IM/TffRclK6gjI/AAAAAAAAAh4/nI0gkp2tnOM/s320/swimming%2B013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8670094542173224287-2280339226250444825?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/2280339226250444825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=2280339226250444825' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2280339226250444825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2280339226250444825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-swimmin-buddy.html' title='My Swimmin&apos; Buddy'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Kw08K4P-gw/TffSB9CNEGI/AAAAAAAAAiY/tNMdxyIkxXs/s72-c/034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-350559911052406601</id><published>2011-06-13T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T10:19:33.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a horrible Monday</title><content type='html'>Liam and I headed out to do some errands, and we ended up with way more than we bargained for. After coming out of Walmart I started the car to get the air on while putting Liam in his carseat. I got into the front seat and the radio was still on, but not the engine. Weird. So I turned off the car and went to turn it on again, but it wouldn't turn over. I tried a few times and still nothing. Conor was at work, my mom is in California, and my dad wasn't answering his phone. CRAP. The car was starting to get hot, so I took Liam out and headed back into the store for some cool air. Then I got a hold of my dad, who was in Layton. Luckily though my little brother had gotten of work early and was in Bountiful, so he came over to help us. We found out that it wasn't an easy fix like just jumping the battery. Dang it. So then Kyle opened the hood and went to town trying to figure out what was wrong. After about twenty minutes he thought he had it figured out, but we needed a part. Luckily there is an auto shop right by Walmart. So we got the part and headed back to my car. By this time my dad had joined in the adventure. Turns out that part actually didn't fix the problem and we had no idea why my car wouldn't start. We had only one option, get it towed. Yep. My car had to get towed from Walmart. HAHA. That just sounds so trashy! Of course when it happened it was just about 5:00 P.M. so there was nothing they could do until morning. So right now Liam and I are stranded at home, waiting to hear about my poor car. What an awful day! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RcyaP2pTxV0/TfbVUFdPM0I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/cUBB3b42Jrg/s1600/car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617912126230180674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RcyaP2pTxV0/TfbVUFdPM0I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/cUBB3b42Jrg/s320/car.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is my poor car getting towed away and Liam thought the whole affair was interesting. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8cQZ8k4_XYc/TfbVTnuAR4I/AAAAAAAAAhI/Pcl1A3SGZt8/s1600/liamcar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617912118247442306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8cQZ8k4_XYc/TfbVTnuAR4I/AAAAAAAAAhI/Pcl1A3SGZt8/s320/liamcar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8670094542173224287-350559911052406601?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/350559911052406601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=350559911052406601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/350559911052406601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/350559911052406601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-horrible-monday.html' title='What a horrible Monday'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RcyaP2pTxV0/TfbVUFdPM0I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/cUBB3b42Jrg/s72-c/car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-7089943793740232755</id><published>2011-06-07T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T10:01:59.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liams Mobile</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b94013d0e1f8ae66" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db94013d0e1f8ae66%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330270091%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DBE6BF9920C81326082975924915B31E87C6F2A1.6081826DD42CED9FE47B2ABDC1F101740E0EDF5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db94013d0e1f8ae66%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjU0OLtlhMUnsSFTzCpzk2iGXLg8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db94013d0e1f8ae66%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330270091%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DBE6BF9920C81326082975924915B31E87C6F2A1.6081826DD42CED9FE47B2ABDC1F101740E0EDF5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db94013d0e1f8ae66%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjU0OLtlhMUnsSFTzCpzk2iGXLg8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To say that Liam loves his mobile, would probably be an understatement. I put him in his crib last night so I could tidy up the house a little bit before Conor got home. I heard him in there just babbling away, talking to the mobile. I got my camera and started recording. Needless to say, the house didn't get clean!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-7089943793740232755?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/7089943793740232755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=7089943793740232755' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7089943793740232755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7089943793740232755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/06/liams-mobile.html' title='Liams Mobile'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-7126227176027535699</id><published>2011-06-06T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T17:24:01.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liam's Blessing Day!</title><content type='html'>Liam got his name and blessing on June 5, 2011&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oKMJKKN7nnc/Te1qpRjrcKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/4ewIhYH6MIc/s1600/blessingliamblack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615261567721107618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oKMJKKN7nnc/Te1qpRjrcKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/4ewIhYH6MIc/s320/blessingliamblack.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How handsome is my little man in his cute tux! Conor was so happy we were able to get this outfit, he wanted Liam to be such a stud. The only thing missing was the pocket watch and monacle! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bdu9uIeTwRk/Te1qidHPLEI/AAAAAAAAAg4/yR_kZ9siqZQ/s1600/blessing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615261450563955778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bdu9uIeTwRk/Te1qidHPLEI/AAAAAAAAAg4/yR_kZ9siqZQ/s320/blessing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It turned out to be such a beautiful day and the blessing that Conor gave Liam was absolutely lovely. The spirit was very strong that day and I am so glad that we were able to share it with family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hEJfpw1w0f8/Te1qiJzXnZI/AAAAAAAAAgw/PZYIGf0Fipk/s1600/blessingliam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615261445380349330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hEJfpw1w0f8/Te1qiJzXnZI/AAAAAAAAAgw/PZYIGf0Fipk/s320/blessingliam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a nice luncheon afterwards at the Bowery at Bountiful Park right by our house, since our apartment is WAY too small to fit in that many people. We were so happy to have such nice weather for the day. My dad brought over his grill and did up hamburgers and hotdogs for everyone, and the rest of our family chipped in as well, and we are very grateful for everyone's generousity! We have a great family! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeUvFirMc_k/Te1qh7eYryI/AAAAAAAAAgo/xvHeB_pLmGk/s1600/blessingblack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615261441534242594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeUvFirMc_k/Te1qh7eYryI/AAAAAAAAAgo/xvHeB_pLmGk/s320/blessingblack.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My two boys looked so handsome for the day. I am one lucky girl!!!! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eroOT3mDrRk/Te1qhRPLRmI/AAAAAAAAAgg/-hcJfDv-WsU/s1600/blessingwhite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615261430196160098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eroOT3mDrRk/Te1qhRPLRmI/AAAAAAAAAgg/-hcJfDv-WsU/s320/blessingwhite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our happy family! Life really doesn't get much better than this! Conor and I had this discussion the other night in bed, and decided that if life for us doesn't get any better than this, we will be so happy and lucky. We really have had to sit back and just be amazed at our blessings. I love my cute little family and our life! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f5mW5KuoKFs/Te1qhPOkFaI/AAAAAAAAAgY/W-T07lE5V4s/s1600/blessing2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615261429656720802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f5mW5KuoKFs/Te1qhPOkFaI/AAAAAAAAAgY/W-T07lE5V4s/s320/blessing2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Blessing Day Liam! We are so glad to have you in our family!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-7126227176027535699?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/7126227176027535699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=7126227176027535699' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7126227176027535699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7126227176027535699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/06/liams-blessing-day.html' title='Liam&apos;s Blessing Day!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oKMJKKN7nnc/Te1qpRjrcKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/4ewIhYH6MIc/s72-c/blessingliamblack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-4671683871447345466</id><published>2011-06-06T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T16:58:17.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class of 2011!</title><content type='html'>Congratulations to Peter Johnson and Alyssa Wells for graduating with the class of 2011!!!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg9BmMtkP2Y/Te1hTLezXVI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ZJOfiRYk5z8/s1600/diploma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615251292528270674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg9BmMtkP2Y/Te1hTLezXVI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ZJOfiRYk5z8/s320/diploma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peter graduated from Grantsville High and we went to the celebration with Conor's family. It was a small graduating class, ( it was Grantsville). They also said that cheering was forbidden, but that didn't stop the rowdy Larson clan. AKA: Kim, Adam, and Conor. I think we embarassed Peter a little bit with our cheering and the adminstration even said something to him after since it sparked a rebellion in the townsfolk and cheering for other students followed. Congrats Peter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JTPgYyjjm90/Te1hS0gVNFI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ELScGCjPGho/s1600/diploma2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615251286360667218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JTPgYyjjm90/Te1hS0gVNFI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ELScGCjPGho/s320/diploma2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were also able to go to Aly's graduation which was up at Weber State. I can't believe my little sister is graduated! I feel so old!!!! Liam did really well during both ceremony's. I'm gad he's a good baby so that we can make it to these events! Her graduation actually let people cheer and that was fun. A few people even had air horns! I will admit, I was a little jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0XL-jcpz1tI/Te1gf7EOfdI/AAAAAAAAAgA/mzf-tCHUGhg/s1600/gradpeter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615250411948506578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0XL-jcpz1tI/Te1gf7EOfdI/AAAAAAAAAgA/mzf-tCHUGhg/s320/gradpeter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I couldn't find a gradation picture of Peter so this one will have to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a04pO1ZCw68/Te1gftPRPwI/AAAAAAAAAf4/3Ofn04Sbu_U/s1600/alygrad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615250408236728066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a04pO1ZCw68/Te1gftPRPwI/AAAAAAAAAf4/3Ofn04Sbu_U/s320/alygrad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So excited to be done! A little sad too!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--CZXIA2Rd1Y/Te1gfYZjAiI/AAAAAAAAAfw/XHF12oA4wsU/s1600/alyjessgrad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615250402642690594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--CZXIA2Rd1Y/Te1gfYZjAiI/AAAAAAAAAfw/XHF12oA4wsU/s320/alyjessgrad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is so crazy how fast time flies by! I swear this was just me and now I have a husband and child! Watch out Aly, it happens fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ouvz1eB00_o/Te1gfBu4uiI/AAAAAAAAAfo/1dNW_pDwXqQ/s1600/aly%2Bgraduation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615250396558178850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ouvz1eB00_o/Te1gfBu4uiI/AAAAAAAAAfo/1dNW_pDwXqQ/s320/aly%2Bgraduation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We love you Peter and Aly! Congrats Class of 2011!!!&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/8670094542173224287-4671683871447345466?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/4671683871447345466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=4671683871447345466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4671683871447345466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4671683871447345466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/06/class-of-2011.html' title='Class of 2011!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg9BmMtkP2Y/Te1hTLezXVI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ZJOfiRYk5z8/s72-c/diploma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-4538967384305670965</id><published>2011-05-27T10:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T11:11:11.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months old!</title><content type='html'>Wow! I cannot believe how fast time is flying by!!!! My little guy is 2 months old already! He is getting to be so much fun and I can't believe how much he is learning. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B2ykhvdlIXE/Td_l6dDsoeI/AAAAAAAAAek/eVAuRf8PDIs/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611456453122236898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B2ykhvdlIXE/Td_l6dDsoeI/AAAAAAAAAek/eVAuRf8PDIs/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Liam's 2 month stats are:&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 9 lbs 7 oz 10th percentile&lt;br /&gt;Height: 22 inches 25th percentile&lt;br /&gt;Head: 15 1/4 inches 25th percentile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPjeRUiTNXs/Td_l6AqHDxI/AAAAAAAAAec/KarNuZrgsmQ/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611456445498724114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPjeRUiTNXs/Td_l6AqHDxI/AAAAAAAAAec/KarNuZrgsmQ/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Basically he is a little guy! But the doctor says he's growing right on track and is a really healthy boy! Yesterday he got to get his 2 month shots. I felt so bad for him! I set him down on the table and he was smiling at me and the nurse and making his cute cooing noises, when all of a sudden we poked him. His eyes shot wide open and he just screamed. He cried for about minute and then just kept wimpering as I held him and got ready to go. Poor guy. He is such a trooper though, and hardly cries. I really can't believe how sweet he is.&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/-STA6G1hdFb0/Td_l5Y8nMuI/AAAAAAAAAeU/5NRG9CN6y0k/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611456434838909666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-STA6G1hdFb0/Td_l5Y8nMuI/AAAAAAAAAeU/5NRG9CN6y0k/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At 2 months old, Liam is LOVING his baths. He gets really calm as soon as he hears the water running and gets so content in the bath. He is also starting to like the lotion after the bath a little bit more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is getting to be such a chatter box! He likes to have " conversations" with us, and especially with Conor. When Conor gets home for the day and holds him, Liam just lights up and starts telling him all about his day! I think it's the cutest thing ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liam also likes to "talk" to his fishies. They dangle from his bouncer and when I put him in it, he'll just chat with them all day!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liam has really good neck control. He likes to look around at everything and can hold it up for about 30 seconds or so before it gets too heavy for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He LOVES outside! We try to go on family walks whenever the weather is good and Liam loves it. He loves the noises, and all the different colors and shapes and different scenery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liam is a great sleeper! Most nights he will sleep about 5-7 hours, and he goes down SO easily. All we have to do is swaddle him really tight, rock him, and prop him up on his boppy and we are set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x2BbUfdLb6g/Td_l5I_z53I/AAAAAAAAAeM/XB9R5b0ADzM/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611456430557357938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x2BbUfdLb6g/Td_l5I_z53I/AAAAAAAAAeM/XB9R5b0ADzM/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy 2 months little guy! We sure love having you in our family!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KnJfPzkBOC0/Td_l4lpw9OI/AAAAAAAAAeE/5vEbqsKtYP8/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611456421069649122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KnJfPzkBOC0/Td_l4lpw9OI/AAAAAAAAAeE/5vEbqsKtYP8/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8670094542173224287-4538967384305670965?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/4538967384305670965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=4538967384305670965' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4538967384305670965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4538967384305670965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/05/2-months-old.html' title='2 months old!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B2ykhvdlIXE/Td_l6dDsoeI/AAAAAAAAAek/eVAuRf8PDIs/s72-c/041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-981287385318421913</id><published>2011-05-26T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T16:11:14.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U2!</title><content type='html'>Wow! It finally came. The U2 concert finally came. We literally waited longer for this than we did for our son! haha. They were supposed to have come last summer, but as many of you know, Bono broke his back right before the concert so it had to be rescheduled. Let me just say, it was well worth the wait!!!!! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PtKjNYuxJME/Td7b6dT6e0I/AAAAAAAAAd8/E079REBJPQc/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611163983097264962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PtKjNYuxJME/Td7b6dT6e0I/AAAAAAAAAd8/E079REBJPQc/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Conor and I in our seats, before the show started. We were so happy and excited about our awesome seats! 5th row baby!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AjfTtqkWje4/Td7b6HHA6_I/AAAAAAAAAd0/uZUpHN7uYr0/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611163977137581042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AjfTtqkWje4/Td7b6HHA6_I/AAAAAAAAAd0/uZUpHN7uYr0/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my EXTREMELY excited husband! Notice the ACDC shirt he is wearing.....haha I thought it was funny.&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/-EzyGcbidiOA/Td7b54jUNXI/AAAAAAAAAds/fLluvMfq1ow/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611163973229753714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EzyGcbidiOA/Td7b54jUNXI/AAAAAAAAAds/fLluvMfq1ow/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are in front of "the Claw". Side note: who is in LOVE with my awesome sunglasses?!?! Haha I feel like an 80 year old woman in them, but for some reason I LOVE them!!!! Walgreens!&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/-TbpCLra1Cag/Td7b5lEnhFI/AAAAAAAAAdk/0AA6DHXr3qM/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611163968000722002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TbpCLra1Cag/Td7b5lEnhFI/AAAAAAAAAdk/0AA6DHXr3qM/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is another view of the crazy "Claw". Seriously, coolest stage ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FEv2vCy0vVE/Td7b5SBDR1I/AAAAAAAAAdc/KDMmiOpZ-20/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611163962885490514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FEv2vCy0vVE/Td7b5SBDR1I/AAAAAAAAAdc/KDMmiOpZ-20/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the view from our seats. Pretty freaking awesome. I loved it cause it was close enough to be in on all the action, but far enough away to not have to stand and be pushed around and get other people's sweat on you! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uOZCD1RqF54/Td7bF_I0aGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/6HGRLg0k-7o/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611163081644468322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uOZCD1RqF54/Td7bF_I0aGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/6HGRLg0k-7o/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The one and only. Bono.&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeNejeLMUAc/Td7bFplDpBI/AAAAAAAAAdM/lHWeeh3nYj4/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611163075857327122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LeNejeLMUAc/Td7bFplDpBI/AAAAAAAAAdM/lHWeeh3nYj4/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Edge.&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/-wjKJkJWROR0/Td7bFe-0akI/AAAAAAAAAdE/KkT-i3tFmi8/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611163073012591170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wjKJkJWROR0/Td7bFe-0akI/AAAAAAAAAdE/KkT-i3tFmi8/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T5bzn1TeTzs/Td7bE9MxfYI/AAAAAAAAAc8/EP01Xrq6zgQ/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611163063944314242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T5bzn1TeTzs/Td7bE9MxfYI/AAAAAAAAAc8/EP01Xrq6zgQ/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And he is the awesome screen.... I really was amazed at the things they made it do. It was a super fun night and well worth the wait!!! I would definately see them again!!!! Best show ever!!!!! And not to mention I had the best date ever! Conor is the best!&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/8670094542173224287-981287385318421913?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/981287385318421913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=981287385318421913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/981287385318421913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/981287385318421913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/05/u2.html' title='U2!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PtKjNYuxJME/Td7b6dT6e0I/AAAAAAAAAd8/E079REBJPQc/s72-c/033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-8592650208056455375</id><published>2011-05-24T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T12:51:23.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She'll beat you with her stick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WcreimfxxHc/TdwLt3F0-MI/AAAAAAAAAc0/H-p7UBEZcoc/s1600/lacrossesttick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610372118307207362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WcreimfxxHc/TdwLt3F0-MI/AAAAAAAAAc0/H-p7UBEZcoc/s320/lacrossesttick.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tHu2MHmVSR8/TdwINSZ091I/AAAAAAAAAcs/N3Zdm2eEH38/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610368260168283986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tHu2MHmVSR8/TdwINSZ091I/AAAAAAAAAcs/N3Zdm2eEH38/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Aly with her Biggest fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rcvHycjTxDM/TdwIM0WXDXI/AAAAAAAAAck/-uUjYt3KuAI/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610368252100676978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rcvHycjTxDM/TdwIM0WXDXI/AAAAAAAAAck/-uUjYt3KuAI/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The team after the State Championship&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/-ZgtvCPRBzBQ/TdwIMDvxe3I/AAAAAAAAAcc/U6NHqaf5k94/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610368239053929330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgtvCPRBzBQ/TdwIMDvxe3I/AAAAAAAAAcc/U6NHqaf5k94/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Aly after the game&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 align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2V0y-XLi3v8/TdwIL_suQ1I/AAAAAAAAAcU/_UOhWd38rAk/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610368237967393618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2V0y-XLi3v8/TdwIL_suQ1I/AAAAAAAAAcU/_UOhWd38rAk/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aly and Court, the future Lacrosse player!&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 align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x5rxL1Vt9j4/TdwILZ8xLzI/AAAAAAAAAcM/BdoLGL3DzD0/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610368227834146610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x5rxL1Vt9j4/TdwILZ8xLzI/AAAAAAAAAcM/BdoLGL3DzD0/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting ready to beat Davis! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll just say it now. My sister is amazing. Last year, Viewmont got a new club sport: Girl's Lacrosse. Aly randomly decided that she wanted to play. If you know Aly at all, this was most shocking. She is all girly girl. She loves fashion, music, princesses.....he dream vacation is Disneyland and she lives in fairy tale land. In a list of things to describe her, I would not have listed sports as something on that list. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But that all changed last year. Viewmont only had a JV team to start out with, and they did amazing. Most of these girls had never played before and they played amazing. Aly turned into a completely different person. She decided to play again her Senior year, and I am so proud of her. She was one of the three captains this year and I know many of the younger girls looked up to her. She was a great captain, a great player, and a great friend. This season was amazing for Viewmont. They went to Varsity and we were all skeptical about how well they were going to do, and we weren't expecting a great season. Many of the teams they were playing had much more experience and had been around a lot longer. Boy were we wrong! They played AMAZING all year long, and Aly gained so much skill. They were undeafeted in their division and they became Region Champs after defeating Davis. This took them to the State Championship! They played Waterford up at Park City last Saturday. It was a perfect day. The game was very intense and neck and neck the entire time. Definately the toughest game they played all year. In the end, Waterford won the State Title. Viewmont girls did great, and I am so PROUD of Aly. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d_EgXiQLpNg/TdvnpLDcLII/AAAAAAAAAcE/dx3rnjh9DEo/s1600/lacrosse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610332455347956866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d_EgXiQLpNg/TdvnpLDcLII/AAAAAAAAAcE/dx3rnjh9DEo/s320/lacrosse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_IjU_ByOVFs/Tdvno7OjG6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/y-IFVBRNcBQ/s1600/lacrossestick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610332451099581346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_IjU_ByOVFs/Tdvno7OjG6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/y-IFVBRNcBQ/s320/lacrossestick.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sNSFANulVYY/Tdvnoswy3oI/AAAAAAAAAb0/mtTUmHEO6ME/s1600/lacrossesad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610332447216688770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sNSFANulVYY/Tdvnoswy3oI/AAAAAAAAAb0/mtTUmHEO6ME/s320/lacrossesad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M9RZmXyVqDw/TdvnoUMoh0I/AAAAAAAAAbs/XEew-nmwl-U/s1600/lacrosseteam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610332440622565186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M9RZmXyVqDw/TdvnoUMoh0I/AAAAAAAAAbs/XEew-nmwl-U/s320/lacrosseteam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8670094542173224287-8592650208056455375?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/8592650208056455375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=8592650208056455375' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8592650208056455375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8592650208056455375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/05/shell-beat-you-with-her-stick.html' title='She&apos;ll beat you with her stick!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WcreimfxxHc/TdwLt3F0-MI/AAAAAAAAAc0/H-p7UBEZcoc/s72-c/lacrossesttick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-4081522467735022664</id><published>2011-05-23T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T19:49:56.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective</title><content type='html'>Today was a hard day. Liam and I were not really getting along today. He was sick last week and is still trying to get better and get back on his schedule. I also was not feeling well today. He was fussy all day and no matter what I did, it didn't seem to please him. &lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be selfish today, I wanted to lay in my bed, curled up in the fetal postion, and feel bad for myself and for my aching stomach. I wanted someone to take care of me, not to be taking care of someone else. I was being really selfish today. Then just barely, as I was blog stalking, I came across a blog of a complete stranger. Her post was titled, " Miscarriage." I read it, and began to cry. Her emotions of losing her sweet little one were so raw and her desire to be a mom so real. I felt ashamed of my feelings. Sure, we all have hard days. As a mom I expect that I will have many more. I'm sure I will have more selfish days too. But right now, all I want to do is take my fussy baby in my arms and love him. I am so grateful for him, even through the rough nights and bad days. I tell myself to cherish those late night/early morning cuddles, because soon enough he will be older and not want to cuddle with me, and someday want to cuddle with someone else ( in a VERY long time from now.) So thank you, random blogger, for posting your raw emotions. I'm sure it was very hard for you to write your thoughts down about your sweet baby, thank you for making me grateful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-4081522467735022664?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/4081522467735022664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=4081522467735022664' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4081522467735022664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4081522467735022664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/05/perspective.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-3379579540059869424</id><published>2011-05-17T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T11:21:36.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good morning, Mr Smiles!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rey9J4J6NZM/TdK8d-_ieeI/AAAAAAAAAbk/c7Rt_VTjFWo/s1600/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607751709341415906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rey9J4J6NZM/TdK8d-_ieeI/AAAAAAAAAbk/c7Rt_VTjFWo/s320/smile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....and this is the cute face that I get to wake up to every morning! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is all smiles in the morning, and I love it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-3379579540059869424?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/3379579540059869424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=3379579540059869424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3379579540059869424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3379579540059869424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/05/good-morning-mr-smiles.html' title='Good morning, Mr Smiles!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rey9J4J6NZM/TdK8d-_ieeI/AAAAAAAAAbk/c7Rt_VTjFWo/s72-c/smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-8664654556085844635</id><published>2011-05-16T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T10:24:28.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch with Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5PNk9J3pA8E/TdFdL-lo5-I/AAAAAAAAAbU/fbQKm6BFy04/s1600/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607365471413790690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5PNk9J3pA8E/TdFdL-lo5-I/AAAAAAAAAbU/fbQKm6BFy04/s320/106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last week Liam and I went down to South Jordan and got to go out to lunch with Conor. I love getting to see him in the middle of the day and he enjoys us and a break from the office. We enjoyed a lovely lunch at Astro Burger. Liam loves hanging out with his Daddy. He gets really happy when he gets home and loves being held by Conor. He is starting to interact with him a lot and is starting to coo and him and " tell him stories" about his day. I love my two boys and random lunch dates!&lt;br /&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/8670094542173224287-8664654556085844635?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/8664654556085844635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=8664654556085844635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8664654556085844635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8664654556085844635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/05/lunch-with-dad.html' title='Lunch with Dad!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5PNk9J3pA8E/TdFdL-lo5-I/AAAAAAAAAbU/fbQKm6BFy04/s72-c/106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-5975490251990565207</id><published>2011-05-16T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T09:40:07.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-swVQtSwvy8k/TdFStQzfzNI/AAAAAAAAAbM/KD6l8wZQYPk/s1600/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607353948611529938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-swVQtSwvy8k/TdFStQzfzNI/AAAAAAAAAbM/KD6l8wZQYPk/s320/080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r2REGjo-FeQ/TdFStGQseLI/AAAAAAAAAbE/b5EMXNokGes/s1600/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607353945781205170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r2REGjo-FeQ/TdFStGQseLI/AAAAAAAAAbE/b5EMXNokGes/s320/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realize this is a little bit late in posting. But here is Liam at 1 month! It has been so crazy how fast the time have flown by. This little guy is starting to show is fun personality and we have LOVED having him in our home. He is getting so big too, although he is still in newborn clothes! As you can see in the second picture. Liam LOVES to hold onto his Binky. He just gets frustrated because he wants to hold it and have it in his mouth at the same time! He really is so funny and I love spending all day with him. Happy One Month! &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/8670094542173224287-5975490251990565207?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/5975490251990565207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=5975490251990565207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/5975490251990565207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/5975490251990565207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-month-old.html' title='One Month Old!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-swVQtSwvy8k/TdFStQzfzNI/AAAAAAAAAbM/KD6l8wZQYPk/s72-c/080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-4368683160863044574</id><published>2011-05-14T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T17:13:27.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XBD_NmOCJ40/Tf_hc5sVWkI/AAAAAAAAAjY/LViPC0yopF0/s1600/wedd_0580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620458746621024834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XBD_NmOCJ40/Tf_hc5sVWkI/AAAAAAAAAjY/LViPC0yopF0/s320/wedd_0580.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First off, I need to say Happy Mother's Day to my amazing mom. She has done so much for me, and I have under appreciated her. She is such an awesome mom and is a good friend to me too. We haven't always been the best of friends, but in the past few years, we've become a lot more close, especially in the last month or so. She has been such a help with Liam and helping me become a good mom. I think I owe her about 23 years of Thank You's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OMfJX6C6_uc/Tf_hc-ioqEI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/FiMGNIOdt1A/s1600/wedd_0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620458747922524226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OMfJX6C6_uc/Tf_hc-ioqEI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/FiMGNIOdt1A/s320/wedd_0080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to celebrate my first Mother's Day this year, and it was fabulous! On friday Conor came home from work and surprised me with this! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FLWgmaLbbcQ/Tc7BwFiMZKI/AAAAAAAAAYk/kd4L6YycHPk/s1600/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606631617986323618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FLWgmaLbbcQ/Tc7BwFiMZKI/AAAAAAAAAYk/kd4L6YycHPk/s320/089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been wanting a picture of the temple for some time and he got me a beautiful watercolor-like painting of the Salt Lake Temple. He also surprised me with beautiful peach roses and some delicious chocolate covered strawberries. On Saturday we went and got my wedding ring cleaned and re-dipped and then got a great dinner and dessert at Cheesecake Factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M4wS7AAaHmw/Tc6hTdcgYWI/AAAAAAAAAYU/_88IQ4aQo9s/s1600/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606595941816623458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M4wS7AAaHmw/Tc6hTdcgYWI/AAAAAAAAAYU/_88IQ4aQo9s/s320/110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Liam made me a Mother's Day present too! Ok, ok.... I cheated a bit and made this for myself with Liam's cute little footprints. But it's adorable right! Mom's always LOVE homemade gifts and I decided to start the tradition early! I think Liam thought his mom was insane while we were painting his feet and his toenails were blue for a few days after, but I think it turned out adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so fun to be able to celebrate Mother's Day as a new mom. I am so in love with my little boy, and my Conor made it such a great weekend. It was also fun to celebrate with the Mom's in my life. I think I have the greatest mom. I haven't always thought this, ( see: my teenage years). But in the past few years, as I have grown up, gotten married, and now had a baby, I think we have grown a lot closer. She has been SO helpful with Liam and I really don't know how I would have gotten through those first few weeks without her help. I also think I have great Mother in Laws. I got pretty lucky in that department. All in all, it was a great weekend and I can't wait for many more Mother's days to come!&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/8670094542173224287-4368683160863044574?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/4368683160863044574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=4368683160863044574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4368683160863044574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4368683160863044574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XBD_NmOCJ40/Tf_hc5sVWkI/AAAAAAAAAjY/LViPC0yopF0/s72-c/wedd_0580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-3281417550320932516</id><published>2011-05-12T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:39:55.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rub a dub dub</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HyeRh9Ys_mY/TcwefE-zhII/AAAAAAAAAYM/0iMKq3p_QzM/s1600/BATHG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605889155431367810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HyeRh9Ys_mY/TcwefE-zhII/AAAAAAAAAYM/0iMKq3p_QzM/s320/BATHG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Liam's 1st "bath" at home. We just gave him a sponge bath since his cord hadn't fallen off yet. Can't you tell how much he loved it? Yeah, he was NOT a big fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IQgQV2WO7yA/Tcwd9uZCfyI/AAAAAAAAAX8/sLkfM_pvNlg/s1600/liambathtime2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605888582431702818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IQgQV2WO7yA/Tcwd9uZCfyI/AAAAAAAAAX8/sLkfM_pvNlg/s320/liambathtime2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OH MAN! My little guy is TOO cute! &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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UOMhd2JgFcw/Tcwd9svXXcI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Uhkw9Qr-9SI/s1600/BATH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605888581988474306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UOMhd2JgFcw/Tcwd9svXXcI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Uhkw9Qr-9SI/s320/BATH.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PyHNXtsTu6Q/Tcwd9agklcI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Juufg6psi1g/s1600/jessie_096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605888577094587842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PyHNXtsTu6Q/Tcwd9agklcI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Juufg6psi1g/s320/jessie_096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Liam us starting to like his baths a whole lot more, and he really enjoys them when his daddy is around to help too! He is now starting to kick his legs and splash a little, but his absolute favorite part is getting his face and head washed. Weird huh. He just LOVES the sound of running water and having the washcloth rub all over his head. His love of running water is nice for me, when I shower he sits so quietly in his bouncer just listening to it. Sometimes when he is fussy I think about taking another shower just to get him quiet again! Liam has been such a good and fun baby. We just LOVE our little family and we are having the time of our life with this little man.&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-3281417550320932516?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/3281417550320932516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=3281417550320932516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3281417550320932516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3281417550320932516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/05/rub-dub-dub.html' title='Rub a dub dub'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HyeRh9Ys_mY/TcwefE-zhII/AAAAAAAAAYM/0iMKq3p_QzM/s72-c/BATHG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-4597962391039111729</id><published>2011-05-12T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:39:55.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hush little baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;7 HOURS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BAgGF0w24Y4/TcwYEFIqacI/AAAAAAAAAXU/YW91xQNpO4A/s1600/SLEEP.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605882094546479554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BAgGF0w24Y4/TcwYEFIqacI/AAAAAAAAAXU/YW91xQNpO4A/s320/SLEEP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605882097386605938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kog920wcR6M/TcwYEPtzTXI/AAAAAAAAAXM/7lbSMPU5oP8/s320/SLEEPY.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sTWcZ2bX9dk/TcwTIld0frI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kyc9su3lAXw/s1600/jessie_103.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605876674386493106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sTWcZ2bX9dk/TcwTIld0frI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kyc9su3lAXw/s320/jessie_103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's right people! For the last two nights little Liam has slept for 7 hours! It has been AMAZING! Last week he made a major break through and slept for 5-6 hours and it was wonderful, then on Mother's day he had a bit of a relapse and was only sleeping for about 2 hours. Once you have gone 6 hours, going back to only 2 is TORTURE! But I am happy to say that my sleepy baby is back to sleeping for longer hours and Mommy and Daddy couldn't be happier! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1YkcQi7WYtA/TcwTIIZyudI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Ass53L0armo/s1600/jessie_101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605876666584971730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1YkcQi7WYtA/TcwTIIZyudI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Ass53L0armo/s320/jessie_101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is nothing cuter than a sleeping baby, and this little guy LOVES his hands up by his face. He gets swaddled so tightly at night though, it's the only way he sleeps through the whole night, but by morning he is SO EXCITED to get his hands back! He also LOVES to sleep on his tummy, but I only let him nap during the day on his tummy when I can keep an eye on him, but he sure loves it. He would sleep for days on his tummy if I let him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zPocAUoTAjM/TcwTH_ho2tI/AAAAAAAAAW0/nu5jNBudmQw/s1600/jessie_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_5605876664201960146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zPocAUoTAjM/TcwTH_ho2tI/AAAAAAAAAW0/nu5jNBudmQw/s320/jessie_088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/8670094542173224287-4597962391039111729?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/4597962391039111729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=4597962391039111729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4597962391039111729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4597962391039111729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/05/hush-little-baby.html' title='Hush little baby'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BAgGF0w24Y4/TcwYEFIqacI/AAAAAAAAAXU/YW91xQNpO4A/s72-c/SLEEP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-2708932028729795322</id><published>2011-05-12T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:39:55.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need a "PICK ME UP"?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hopefully these should help! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MhAwcgufpYg/TcwN5NuLivI/AAAAAAAAAWk/nM6c-aRj4Ls/s1600/jessie_059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605870912756484850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MhAwcgufpYg/TcwN5NuLivI/AAAAAAAAAWk/nM6c-aRj4Ls/s320/jessie_059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These were taken when Liam was 4 days old! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crazy how quickly time has FLOWN by! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Man, we just LOVE this little guy to pieces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CcR18tCdgGM/TcwN48OKVmI/AAAAAAAAAWc/6to9JmQspk0/s1600/jessie_062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605870908058785378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CcR18tCdgGM/TcwN48OKVmI/AAAAAAAAAWc/6to9JmQspk0/s320/jessie_062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have a GREAT DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-2708932028729795322?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/2708932028729795322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=2708932028729795322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2708932028729795322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2708932028729795322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/05/need-pick-me-up.html' title='Need a &quot;PICK ME UP&quot;?'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MhAwcgufpYg/TcwN5NuLivI/AAAAAAAAAWk/nM6c-aRj4Ls/s72-c/jessie_059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-6143992408889232934</id><published>2011-04-12T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T14:02:55.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks old!</title><content type='html'>First off, lets all just take a look at that face! Oh my goodness, he is THE cutest boy in the whole world! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xv3Vs7jWqzE/TaS67JvqBAI/AAAAAAAAAWU/KhsnFLo_2bc/s1600/cuteboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594802162491851778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xv3Vs7jWqzE/TaS67JvqBAI/AAAAAAAAAWU/KhsnFLo_2bc/s320/cuteboy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As of last Friday, Liam was 2 weeks old! I can't believe how fast time goes. ( Especially when you aren't sleeping!) He had his two week appointment last week and he is doing great, especially since we got off to kind of a rough start. For the first two days at home, he was having the HARDEST time latching on and eating and also NOT SLEEPING AT ALL . We took him to the Dr when he was 4 days old to check on his Jaundice and found out that he had already lost 10% of his body weight and his poor lips were so chapped because he was getting dehydrated! So the next day I met with a Lactation Consultant to get things figured out before he ended up back in the hospital with an IV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BD3ba0hrnAc/TaS67JVm8jI/AAAAAAAAAWM/vUiBHJTsBrc/s1600/green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594802162382598706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BD3ba0hrnAc/TaS67JVm8jI/AAAAAAAAAWM/vUiBHJTsBrc/s320/green.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She ended up being a HUGE help! Turns out that I have really crappy ta-ta's for latching on ( seems like my ladies were made more for the men and less for the little ones!) We have solved the problem though with a little plastic sheild that I wear to nurse him and it helps him latch right on. Since then it's been SO MUCH BETTER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2RzA5uvZARk/TaS66zE0UrI/AAAAAAAAAWE/BPfjVJMj-oo/s1600/blackwhite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594802156406592178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2RzA5uvZARk/TaS66zE0UrI/AAAAAAAAAWE/BPfjVJMj-oo/s320/blackwhite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So his 2 weeks Stats are as follows: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight: 6 lbs 15 oz (15%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Length: 20 inches (45%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Head: 14 inches (25%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So he is still just a little guy, but he is looking bigger and bigger everyday to me! It's crazy how much he has changed already since he was born. He is such a happy baby and has been relatively easy.......during the day at least. At night, he just loves to be awake! He doesn't scream or cry at night, which is nice, but he just has to be up and be held. It's really starting to wear on me! He'll go down pretty easy for the night, and wakes up at about 2 A.M. to eat. From there he's up until about 5 or 6. If anyone has any suggestions on getting him BACK TO SLEEP it would be welcomed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gzs1hD42FGU/TaS66rF475I/AAAAAAAAAV8/ttnEgTmXfTs/s1600/bluehat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594802154263605138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gzs1hD42FGU/TaS66rF475I/AAAAAAAAAV8/ttnEgTmXfTs/s320/bluehat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even despite my lack of sleep, I am so in love with this little guy and so happy to have my own little family. It definetely is a change and we're still getting used to it, but we wouldn't have it any other way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QF6jcjUOOlU/TaS66fpIkZI/AAAAAAAAAV0/0YfHkI2kkXw/s1600/hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594802151190204818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QF6jcjUOOlU/TaS66fpIkZI/AAAAAAAAAV0/0YfHkI2kkXw/s320/hands.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8670094542173224287-6143992408889232934?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/6143992408889232934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=6143992408889232934' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/6143992408889232934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/6143992408889232934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/04/2-weeks-old.html' title='2 weeks old!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xv3Vs7jWqzE/TaS67JvqBAI/AAAAAAAAAWU/KhsnFLo_2bc/s72-c/cuteboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-9044248823705978424</id><published>2011-03-31T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T12:47:42.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birth Story of Liam Jeffery Larson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GFKQqaXxbTc/Tek5I6CXJlI/AAAAAAAAAfc/9AcFpwqX1r8/s1600/Jessica%2Band%2Bbaby%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614080730779973266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rIZCPm8gY2s/Tek4rhKBdpI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Wmo_0eDLLZA/s320/Jessica%2Band%2Bbaby%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qFMFQ7aTfT8/Tek4rBQ8XkI/AAAAAAAAAfE/7nKVSAKBcdM/s1600/Jessica%2Band%2Bbaby%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614080722219064898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qFMFQ7aTfT8/Tek4rBQ8XkI/AAAAAAAAAfE/7nKVSAKBcdM/s320/Jessica%2Band%2Bbaby%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1K58sQr4XlI/Tek4quZTyrI/AAAAAAAAAe8/d2vnuKwBltA/s1600/Jessica%2Band%2Bbaby%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614080717153880754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1K58sQr4XlI/Tek4quZTyrI/AAAAAAAAAe8/d2vnuKwBltA/s320/Jessica%2Band%2Bbaby%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ChNXiOa2Ys/Tek4p2Ml88I/AAAAAAAAAe0/JdvgzgpytgE/s1600/Jessica%2Band%2Bbaby%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614080702068159426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ChNXiOa2Ys/Tek4p2Ml88I/AAAAAAAAAe0/JdvgzgpytgE/s320/Jessica%2Band%2Bbaby%2B010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--oI64UH25jI/Tek4pkGXekI/AAAAAAAAAes/FJy6EN7Qdu0/s1600/Jessica%2Band%2Bbaby%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614080697210206786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--oI64UH25jI/Tek4pkGXekI/AAAAAAAAAes/FJy6EN7Qdu0/s320/Jessica%2Band%2Bbaby%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, March 22 2011&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; We went in at 9:00 to our weekly appointment. Things were looking good, and baby was very healthy and in the right position. I was not dilated at all, but I was getting pretty thinned and effaced. Because of my Gestational Diabetes, my doctor didn’t want me going past my due date, so she suggested that they induce me. Conor could not have been more thrilled because he was so sick of waiting. Originally, I had been very against being induced and I really wanted to just go in natural, but at this point in the pregnancy I just wanted him out and here already. After our appointment we walked over to Einsteins across the street and had our breakfast, ( Something that had become a routine by now) and just talked about how excited we were for Thursday to come and we couldn’t believe we would be parents by the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday March 24, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: This seemed like a very long day! Finally at about 6:00 p.m. we had everything packed and we headed out to go grab ourselves some dinner. We went to Chili’s and watched the BYU game. Neither of us ate very much because we were so nervous/excited. I really have never seen Conor eat so LITTLE before! Then we came home, got our bags and headed into the hospital. It was SO surreal driving there, and our drive got a little silent as I think we were both just lost in thought and nervous! We got checked in around 8:00 p.m. and started getting settled for the night. Since I was not dilated at all, and not all the way effaced, they started me on an oral drug, ( that I cannot remember the name of) at 9:00p.m. and that dose had to be repeated every three hours. The drug is supposed to help thin you out more and in some cases gets you started dilating. So I had a dose at 9:00, midnight, and 3:00 a.m. Then after my last dose, they had to wait 4 hours before they could start the Pitocin. I also had to have my blood sugar checked every 2 hours to make sure that they were still at the right level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Friday March 25, 2011&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; 8:00 a.m. They started me on Pitocin, and things were feeling just fine. I had some contractions through the night, but nothing to write home about and I was dilated to a “tight 1”. After about an hour of being on the Pit, my doctor stopped in and decided it was time to break my water and to get some monitors attached to me and my baby. About 15 minutes after they broke my water, my contractions started getting really intense, but I was determined to make it as far as I could without an epidural. They kept asking me what my pain level was and I told them about a 3 or 4 maybe, and they told me that I could get the epidural at any time I wanted. At this point too, my vision started to get a little crazy. When I opened both eyes I had crazy double vision so for the most part I just had my eyes closed or only one open. About 10 minutes later, the contractions were getting much worse and much closer together. About a minute in between if that. I decided that I did want to get the epidural and just be out of the pain, little did I know…… So 9:30 rolls around and the guy comes in to do my epidural, which wasn’t too bad. Pretty quickly I felt my left side go numb, but nothing was happening on the right, but I knew that it can take some time, so I just patiently waited for it to take effect. My contractions at this point were coming on top of each other with about 15-30 seconds in between each one. I had to put a lot of concentration into them and really breathe my way through the contraction. Instead of getting better and more bearable, things were just getting worse. I was gripping onto the bed and Conor’s hand and using ALL of my concentration on breathing through the contraction and the nurse could not believe that I was in so much pain still. It had been probably about an hour or an hour and a half when they got the anestheologist back in the room. He said that the baby just might be on a nerve and there was not much he could do about it, he gave me another dose and went on his way. At this point the pain was getting to be unbearable, I got rolled onto my other side to try to get some relief from the pain in my right hip, but nothing was working. I stayed really quiet, and just had Conor talk me through the contractions. He was pushing the button to up the dose every 10 minutes for me, and still nothing. By now about 3 hours had passed and my mom had come back, (she was there when they first broke my water) and she was SHOCKED to see how much pain I was still in! So then her and Conor started talking me through the pain and I was just thinking of alternative ways to make it go away. Some ideas that entered my mind were, amputating my leg, giving myself a c-section, and just dying. Finally at about 2:00 my nurse had had enough of the anestheologist just changing my medicine/doses and finally got him to give me a second epidural. I was in so much pain I just rolled to the side and didn’t even notice him giving me the second one. About 30 minutes later, I was in bliss. I praised the person who invented the (working) epidural and I thanked Conor for being so awesome at helping me through them. ( Keep in mind that I still cannot see out of both eyes.) After I got the second epidural they checked me again, I was thinking that I was going to be at least a 5 or 6, if not more. WRONG! I was a 3. A three! After all that and only a three! I was slightly discouraged and pretty certain we were going to be in the hospital for the entire weekend! At this time it was about 3:00 p.m. and they had to keep checking my blood sugar and it kept dipping a little low. Which I was actually fine with, because that meant that they needed to raise it, so I kept getting apple juice and popsicles! So that was a good thing! Since I was taking so long to progress, my family that was there was getting restless, so they all decided to leave and go to dinner, or shopping or something. I’m not sure, I was pretty out of it. I just know that they left. At about 7:00 p.m. it was another shift change and I got a new nurse, with one eye still closed, I began to introduce myself as “one eyed Jessie” to all the nurses. My nurse came in to check me and said that I was just about complete! I was so excited and slightly panicked. Then she second guessed herself and said that I was probably a 7 or 8. Still great news! She said that she would be back in about 2 hours with my doctor to see how I was doing. So I made Conor make some calls to get people back to the hospital so they could be there for the birth, and I started trying to open my eyes, because I really wanted to see my baby when he was born. However, opening my eyes, was NOT going to happen. I seriously had the worst double vision in the world! It was weird. At this point, the epidural was also giving me the shakes pretty bad, and no matter what I did I could not get them to stop. At 9:00 p.m. my nurse and doctor came back in and told me it was time to start pushing. I had a slight panic attack, I was really scared to push for some reason and scared that I was actually going to do this, to actually give birth to a baby! They came in and started getting everything ready. In the room with me I had Conor, my mom, and my cousin Casey. Then in the same room, but behind a curtain I had my two little sisters. The moment had come. The nurse told Conor and my mom to grab my legs, and told me to take a deep breath. This moment was and still is so surreal to me. I took in a deep breath and began to push. My epidural had begun to wear off a little bit which was good, because I could kind of feel what I was doing. I got done with my first set of pushes and my nurse told me that I was doing really good and she could already see the top of his head. Pushing actually came really naturally to me, I struggled with the first few, just figuring out exactly how and where to push, but once I did I got really confident in my ability to birth this little boy, and that was a really empowering moment for me. At the same time that I was pushing, about 5 other women were also at the pushing stage, so at one point, both my doctor and the nurse left the room and I was left to push with just my three support people. I had Conor and my mom at my sides, and Casey was counting. Her counting was really soothing and encouraging and it really was so nice to have her in the room. I am so glad that she was able to come up for his birth. About an hour after pushing, my doctor came back in, and said that in about 2 or 3 more pushes he would be out. I began pushing with all I had, and everyone said that they could see the head. It was amazing to me to have Conor so involved with everything too, he kept looking down to see Liam and then telling me that he could see him, and that he was coming. Then the moment came and I pushed him completely out. They put him on my chest and I just started to cry. I couldn’t believe this little boy was mine and Conor’s creation, and that I was a mommy! Everyone was so startled with how little he was! We were all expecting a much bigger boy ( Conor was over 10 pounds). I love those first few moments where the world just faded away, and I was just there with my new family. I will cherish those photos forever. So after 26 hours since check in, 14 hours of actual labor, and 1 hour of pushing, at 10:06 p.m. on Friday March 25,2011, little Liam Jeffery Larson was welcomed into our lives. Let the adventure begin! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--m88185_nN8/TZTMjalaimI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/fsI9TeDz1J0/s1600/Liam_003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590317946277366370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--m88185_nN8/TZTMjalaimI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/fsI9TeDz1J0/s320/Liam_003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-47yGstP-Uis/TZTMjC50guI/AAAAAAAAAVI/FumqLTCP2rc/s1600/Liam_009B%2526W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590317939920503522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-47yGstP-Uis/TZTMjC50guI/AAAAAAAAAVI/FumqLTCP2rc/s320/Liam_009B%2526W.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2SoHNqskiYE/TZTMilaLruI/AAAAAAAAAVA/rcVj7oV-AS4/s1600/Liam_006B%2526W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590317932003176162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2SoHNqskiYE/TZTMilaLruI/AAAAAAAAAVA/rcVj7oV-AS4/s320/Liam_006B%2526W.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KozUVdvtr5g/TZTMiWiybHI/AAAAAAAAAU4/fAgOU0rnQ_I/s1600/liam6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590317928012737650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KozUVdvtr5g/TZTMiWiybHI/AAAAAAAAAU4/fAgOU0rnQ_I/s320/liam6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CHK2bikNvR0/TZTMiBHIPmI/AAAAAAAAAUw/KIMAlxdgeBw/s1600/Liam_007B%2526W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590317922259582562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CHK2bikNvR0/TZTMiBHIPmI/AAAAAAAAAUw/KIMAlxdgeBw/s320/Liam_007B%2526W.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Let the Adventure Begin! &lt;/strong&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/8670094542173224287-9044248823705978424?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/9044248823705978424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=9044248823705978424' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/9044248823705978424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/9044248823705978424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/03/birth-story-of-liam-jeffery-larson.html' title='The Birth Story of Liam Jeffery Larson'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GFKQqaXxbTc/Tek5I6CXJlI/AAAAAAAAAfc/9AcFpwqX1r8/s72-c/Jessica%2Band%2Bbaby%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-2988576446664838256</id><published>2011-03-29T19:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T19:39:26.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liam Jeffery Larson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;March 25, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Approx. 10:06 p.m. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-naR5BZl_o5A/TZKXMH2bhcI/AAAAAAAAAUo/A4glW3-cA6Y/s1600/Liam_003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589696322041775554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-naR5BZl_o5A/TZKXMH2bhcI/AAAAAAAAAUo/A4glW3-cA6Y/s320/Liam_003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome into the world little Liam! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will get his whole birth story up on the blog, but I just wanted to get out a quick post and some pictures. We love this little guy more than words can express. I have never felt so much love before and it's amazing how much more I love Conor too! It is so fun being a parent with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love my two boys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-basJJ6AvajA/TZKWv2MvX5I/AAAAAAAAAUg/b-2Pw2T-WfI/s1600/liam2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589695836267175826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-basJJ6AvajA/TZKWv2MvX5I/AAAAAAAAAUg/b-2Pw2T-WfI/s320/liam2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AH! Look at those eyes! They are to die for! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bu6_HqSJhz8/TZKWviG1dMI/AAAAAAAAAUY/uPgZiMqxaHk/s1600/Liam_003.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/8670094542173224287-2988576446664838256?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/2988576446664838256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=2988576446664838256' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2988576446664838256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2988576446664838256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/03/liam-jeffery-larson.html' title='Liam Jeffery Larson'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-naR5BZl_o5A/TZKXMH2bhcI/AAAAAAAAAUo/A4glW3-cA6Y/s72-c/Liam_003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-4379643180004670868</id><published>2011-02-22T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T18:54:36.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maternity Picture Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t4JnhJXnAk4/TWR0NA78sgI/AAAAAAAAAUI/SD6OUA5Q_nc/s1600/preggo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576710005530079746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t4JnhJXnAk4/TWR0NA78sgI/AAAAAAAAAUI/SD6OUA5Q_nc/s320/preggo3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; About 2 weeks ago, I got to go out to Salt Air and do some maternity pictures with my cousin who is an AMAZING photographer.  It was pretty cold that day, but Conor was a good sport and it was actually a lot of fun, and I am glad that I get to have some of these photo's as a reminder of what being pregnant has done to my body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BsldVIKWL1s/TWR0C7A8OFI/AAAAAAAAAUA/sZ_8aWUYn6I/s1600/preggo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576709832141715538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BsldVIKWL1s/TWR0C7A8OFI/AAAAAAAAAUA/sZ_8aWUYn6I/s320/preggo2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As of right now, I am 35 1/2 weeks along. I had an appointment today and things are looking great. The little guy has been head down for several weeks now, and we're just hoping that he stays that way.  Other than that, everything is looking fine.  Blood pressure is still good, and I haven't had too much swelling. Some days I have to take my ring off as a precaution, but nothing too bad.  I've also managed to keep the gestational diabetes under control, and it really hasn't been a problem at all. ( for those of you who didn't know, at 28 weeks I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qo4U7ZgaQOE/TWRz6c7JDQI/AAAAAAAAAT4/2ab3WCcQCUg/s1600/preggo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576709686625373442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qo4U7ZgaQOE/TWRz6c7JDQI/AAAAAAAAAT4/2ab3WCcQCUg/s320/preggo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the nursery pretty much done and ready to go, it is so cute and I am loving it! I just can't wait to actually have the little guy living in it! Now pretty much all I have left to do is sit and wait, (uncomfortably, haha).  His due date is March 28th, but we are really hoping, and praying that he comes the week before.  That would be the week that Conor is out of school for Spring Break and things would just work out so perfectly.  So if any of you would like to send some good vibes our way, we'd apprecitate it!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LET THE COUNTDOWN BEGIN!&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/8670094542173224287-4379643180004670868?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/4379643180004670868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=4379643180004670868' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4379643180004670868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4379643180004670868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2011/02/maternity-picture-update.html' title='Maternity Picture Update!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t4JnhJXnAk4/TWR0NA78sgI/AAAAAAAAAUI/SD6OUA5Q_nc/s72-c/preggo3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-7212312136241122434</id><published>2010-12-12T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T18:23:05.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 more weeks til we meet our little BOY!</title><content type='html'>Well I have officially been preggo for 25 weeks, which means only 15 more weeks to go!  For those of you who didn't hear, we are having a little &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!  This came as a bit of a suprise for me, as I was 99% sure that we were having a girl.  At our ultrasound last month when the Dr said, " and there is his penis..." I let out an audible, " a what?!?"  haha, it was really funny. We couldn't be happier about this little guy and we can't wait to meet him.&lt;br /&gt;I have had many requests over the past few months for some belly shots, and I have been procrastinating putting them up, but the time has come. This picture was actually taken about 2 weeks ago, when I was 23 weeks along, and enjoying my first pair of maternity pants. ( and boy are they comfy!)  Without further delay, here is preggo Jessie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TQWBwkG3oHI/AAAAAAAAATo/P_4yGcGTe8Y/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549984787130196082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TQWBwkG3oHI/AAAAAAAAATo/P_4yGcGTe8Y/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 Sorry I cut off my head, but I promise this really is me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-7212312136241122434?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/7212312136241122434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=7212312136241122434' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7212312136241122434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7212312136241122434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/12/15-more-weeks-til-we-meet-our-little.html' title='15 more weeks til we meet our little BOY!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TQWBwkG3oHI/AAAAAAAAATo/P_4yGcGTe8Y/s72-c/030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-3101392071307963519</id><published>2010-10-30T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T18:29:18.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Columbus Day= 3 Day Weekend!</title><content type='html'>( sorry this post is completely out of order and this was earlier this month, I am just catching up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been looking forward to Columbus Day for quite some time now. I am always excited for a day off from work, and this one worked out perfectly because it landed on the beginning of Fall Break for the “U”.  Conor and I decided to go on our usual vacation…. St. George.   However, we thought we would do things a little differently this time, and we invited some guests along with us. We were accompanied by all of our newlywed friends! Russell and DebiLance and ChristineRobert and Laura. I am so happy that it all worked out so well and everyone was able to come, Christine had a hard time getting work off but was able to pull off the task last minute and we are so glad that she did. It just wouldn’t have been the same without them. The adventure started Friday after work, it was a very long day and we were all excited to get out of there. It took a while but by about 7:30 we were finally on the road and we got to the condo around midnight after some pit stops and grocery shopping. Saturday was a day full of fun. We started it off with a delicious breakfast. Lance made us his “famous” biscuits and gravy,  (he had been talking about them all night and was very excited about these) and we munched on some fruit and cereal. After breakfast we all headed down to the tennis courts for some good old fashioned competition.                 *Side note warning:  these boys are all VERY competitive with each other.We played a few rounds just goofing off and then the real fun began, with a doubles tennis match. I’m pretty sure that Robert and Laura won in the end, but the good news is, that me and my awesome pregnant body were able to keep up, and I am even improving on my backhand!  The boys then decided to do a “Boys Only” competition.  It started out that it was going to be Best out of 3, then it turned into Best of Five, then it turned into, First team to 6 wins. We stuck around for a bit of the battle and decided to head to the store for lunch. By the time we had got back and made lunch, the boys were still at it!!!! They came back completely exhausted, sweaty, sunburned, hungry, and two of them were very happy. Lance and Conor had come back victorious.  After lunch we all headed down to the pool and the competition started back up. The boys found 3 chairs and the pool skimmer and were able to create a make shift basketball net. It was quite a fun game to watch and Christine and Laura even got in on some of the action. I just sat back and enjoyed the action and Debi took a dip in the hot tub, which turned out to be a little more than she bargained for, and she ended up getting cut somehow and started bleeding like crazy. The bathroom looked like a murder scene. No worries though, we were able to get her all taken care of.  Next on the agenda?  If you guessed more Competition, then you were right!  Only this time we were all spectators.  We headed down to Players Sports Grill for some grub and the Ute game, in which they KILLED Iowa State.  After dinner we did the only logical thing, and went to a movie. We saw SOCIAL NETWORK, and if you haven’t seen it yet, I would highly recommend it. After that it was back to the condo for treats and games. ( see, I told you they were competitive!)  Sunday was a very relaxing day, we were lazy around the Condo, played a few rounds of Pounce ( or Nerts, or whatever you call it.) In case you were wondering, I did win that game! Take that Lance!  Then we decided to head over to the Temple. It was gorgeous as always and we got a short little tour from one of the missionaries there and learned a lot of really cool things about this particular temple. That night our group was separated because two couples had to be back to work by Monday.  After they left we went up to the Little Narrows trail to get a good look at the whole St George area and do a little exploring. We enjoyed the rest of our weekend with Robert and Laura, a little more tennis, a movie night and some great treats!  We were also able to visit with some friends and family while we were down there, which is always a treat. I am so glad that we have access to my Grandparents condo. Over the years it has provided me with many fun trips and a lot of memories. Conor and I have been very grateful for such a close getaway, and so have the friends that have joined us on different occasions.  ST GEORGE, WE LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMzEkADhBQI/AAAAAAAAATg/gT9W5EjQOxw/s1600/PA090356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534014164900578562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMzEkADhBQI/AAAAAAAAATg/gT9W5EjQOxw/s320/PA090356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this was the pool game that the boys invented, notice the chairs and the "hoop".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMzEUMGnZBI/AAAAAAAAATY/jNJDXm4fQcE/s1600/PA100361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534013893256897554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMzEUMGnZBI/AAAAAAAAATY/jNJDXm4fQcE/s320/PA100361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday we all went to the St George Temple visitors Center, we learned some pretty cool things about this temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMzEFSwDIJI/AAAAAAAAATQ/nEsxsYMnMkw/s1600/PA090358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534013637343256722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMzEFSwDIJI/AAAAAAAAATQ/nEsxsYMnMkw/s320/PA090358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of us at Players to watch the UTAH game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMzDwlG83_I/AAAAAAAAATI/pjqAzg6mJe0/s1600/PA090357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534013281493901298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMzDwlG83_I/AAAAAAAAATI/pjqAzg6mJe0/s320/PA090357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another shot of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMzDfoXD_mI/AAAAAAAAATA/qhFnQCM-q5Q/s1600/PA090352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534012990309006946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMzDfoXD_mI/AAAAAAAAATA/qhFnQCM-q5Q/s320/PA090352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The competitive tennis match &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Conor and Lance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMzDfWlQw2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/I786PldhfNA/s1600/PA090355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534012985536725858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMzDfWlQw2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/I786PldhfNA/s320/PA090355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love this guy!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-3101392071307963519?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/3101392071307963519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=3101392071307963519' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3101392071307963519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3101392071307963519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/10/columbus-day-3-day-weekend.html' title='Columbus Day= 3 Day Weekend!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMzEkADhBQI/AAAAAAAAATg/gT9W5EjQOxw/s72-c/PA090356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-6594630566054853510</id><published>2010-10-30T17:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T18:07:49.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's been a murder, and you sir are a suspect!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday night was Murder Mystery Night. Here's the gang at the "SpeakEasy".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy-Xaoi99I/AAAAAAAAASw/ck9RqSoEWQw/s1600/PA290382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534007351627151314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy-Xaoi99I/AAAAAAAAASw/ck9RqSoEWQw/s320/PA290382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tommy "Four Guns" Beagle, Kara Low(club singer), Beanie (North Club Owner), Mona(dancer), Sam McWarthy( Beanie's right hand man), Haddie Drinx (drunk and waitress) Zettie( silent film actress), and Hal Sapone ( South Club Owner)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy-GtK4ZbI/AAAAAAAAASo/gJ54fo9T7Jk/s1600/PA290376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534007064545224114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy-GtK4ZbI/AAAAAAAAASo/gJ54fo9T7Jk/s320/PA290376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tommy and Kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy910y9psI/AAAAAAAAASg/MZzjk7akNSg/s1600/PA290378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534006774534612674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy910y9psI/AAAAAAAAASg/MZzjk7akNSg/s320/PA290378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tommy is one tough Gangster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy91m1k-oI/AAAAAAAAASY/bzqIaSQOcjQ/s1600/PA290377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534006770787482242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy91m1k-oI/AAAAAAAAASY/bzqIaSQOcjQ/s320/PA290377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Being a famous club singer, just living the life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy9XjwNsnI/AAAAAAAAASQ/xWx_xjkl_aA/s1600/PA290387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534006254563603058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy9XjwNsnI/AAAAAAAAASQ/xWx_xjkl_aA/s320/PA290387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Conor and Jessie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( aka Tommy and Kara) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random side note: form fitting dress and being pregnant is interesing! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy89FPlCPI/AAAAAAAAASA/Y98Srrz0uh0/s1600/PA290384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534005799697058034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy89FPlCPI/AAAAAAAAASA/Y98Srrz0uh0/s320/PA290384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lance and Christine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(aka: Hal and Zettie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy8i4jBsLI/AAAAAAAAAR4/tPH2i7SRERc/s1600/PA290385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534005349612368050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy8i4jBsLI/AAAAAAAAAR4/tPH2i7SRERc/s320/PA290385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Robert and Laura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(aka Beanie and Mona)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy8itCGfTI/AAAAAAAAARw/8dL-O7WxbrQ/s1600/PA290383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534005346521480498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy8itCGfTI/AAAAAAAAARw/8dL-O7WxbrQ/s320/PA290383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Russell and Debi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(aka Sam and Haddie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a good time on friday night trying to figure out "who dun it!?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really fun getting into the halloween spirit and dressing up and getting into character. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end only Conor was the one who ended up guessing the murder right! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy7HS60KRI/AAAAAAAAARo/tQF5uB4wcjA/s1600/PA290381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534003776143501586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy7HS60KRI/AAAAAAAAARo/tQF5uB4wcjA/s320/PA290381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLASHBACK TO THE ROARIN' 20'S!&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-6594630566054853510?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/6594630566054853510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=6594630566054853510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/6594630566054853510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/6594630566054853510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/10/theres-been-murder-and-you-sir-are.html' title='There&apos;s been a murder, and you sir are a suspect!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy-Xaoi99I/AAAAAAAAASw/ck9RqSoEWQw/s72-c/PA290382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-182791465983554161</id><published>2010-10-30T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T17:24:29.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy1WxrbEyI/AAAAAAAAARA/K4Y_r0LrpbQ/s1600/temple.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533997445028713250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy1WxrbEyI/AAAAAAAAARA/K4Y_r0LrpbQ/s320/temple.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;October 23, 2008. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a glorious, wonderful day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fast Forward ---------------&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy1LQPkn_I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/K1b3HK1hWqk/s1600/PA230373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533997247074967538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy1LQPkn_I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/K1b3HK1hWqk/s320/PA230373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; October 23, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Happy as Ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year for our anniversary we celebrated by sleeping in, grabbing some breakfast and going for a drive to look at some of the fall leaves.  We had a lovely dinner at PF Changs, saw the performance THRILLER. ( this girl scared the crap out of me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy04K9XT7I/AAAAAAAAAQw/c2SmN3S3J54/s1600/PA230372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533996919238905778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy04K9XT7I/AAAAAAAAAQw/c2SmN3S3J54/s320/PA230372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we topped the evening off with our favorite dessert to share, Chocolate Moulton Cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been an amazing 2 years and I can't believe that it has already been that long! I have never been so happy, and I am looking forward to many more years! So here's to us!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMyz_zRfFCI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Hta5d5QewvI/s1600/temple.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-182791465983554161?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/182791465983554161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=182791465983554161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/182791465983554161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/182791465983554161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/10/two.html' title='TWO!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/TMy1WxrbEyI/AAAAAAAAARA/K4Y_r0LrpbQ/s72-c/temple.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-2787686234673224754</id><published>2010-10-20T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T18:20:13.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy So Far</title><content type='html'>Alright folks, this blog it seems has been forgotten, due to the fact that the Larson’s are stingy and are unwilling to pay for internet. However, I am going to continue to make an attempt to keep contact with the outside world, and also to document this exciting time in our lives for our own pleasure. I just don’t want to look back on this, and not be able to remember. So hopefully this can be more of a journaling for me. &lt;br /&gt;As of today I am 17 ½ weeks pregnant. For those of you who don’t understand the weekly counting, that is about 4 ½ months.  It has been an exciting road so far. This past week I feel that my belly has really tried to make its presence known. I am definitely a little “rounder”  I can no longer button up the top button on most of my pants, and even if I do, it get’s really uncomfortable and I end up un-doing it anyway.  &lt;br /&gt;My darling husband has all sorts of “cute fat nicknames” for me.   When I asked him why he insists on calling me these things, he says that he has a plethora of fat jokes and names and only a limited time he can use them on me.  Now, don’t worry. None of this is actually hurtful and if it were, he would stop. It’s more like the immature teasing a boy does in elementary when he likes a girl, but can’t figure out a way to tell her. &lt;br /&gt;Conor has been amazing so far. He helps me out with anything I ask, and he is always so worried about me. From what I am eating and drinking, to making sure that I am exercising and keeping myself healthy. He’s especially worried about my forgetfulness, since I seem to always leave the straightener on in the morning. Good thing he leaves for work after me! He’s very excited to be a dad and also a little impatient. He’s very anxious to meet our little one and I think these next 5 months might be longer for him than me! &lt;br /&gt;The second trimester has really been so much better than the first. I still get sick occasionally. Usually about once a week, and oddly enough it’s always on Monday’s.  Apparently my baby hates working as much as I do! I have a lot more energy than I did at the beginning and I am starting to feel more like myself again.&lt;br /&gt; Some cravings that I have had over the past few months include: Ice cream or creamies. For some reason, these sat really well with me. I had about a two week long period of time, where all I wanted for lunch was a Cheesy Gordita Crunch from Taco Bell. I’ve enjoyed anything salty, particularly chips. I haven’t really been up for anything sweet, ( which is really weird if you know me…) and most recently Oreo’s have made their way onto my list.  So it hasn’t been anything too crazy or out there. Mainly there is just a bunch of food that I DON’T want to eat.&lt;br /&gt;  I have also found that my hair growth is alive and well. I should be EXTEMELY happy about this since my hair takes so long to grow out! (some of you may remember my JR year mishap with my awesome short butchered haircut). However, I am a little concerned. It turns out that I am getting hair in places that I should not have hair! Examples of this include my stomach and my face.  Yeah, that has been awesome. I don’t know if any of you have experienced this before, but no one gave me the warning. This is also something that Conor teases me about. &lt;br /&gt;We find out in 23 days the sex of our baby and we are so-oooo excited to finally be able to call it something other than “it” or “the fetus”.  Both Conor and I have a feeling that it might be a little girl, but we really have no idea and we would be thrilled with a boy or a girl.  We have a few names that we like, but really haven’t decided on anything yet. I’m sure we’ll let you all in on that secret as soon as we know.  Well that is the update so far. Hope you enjoyed it, and I promise to be better at posting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-2787686234673224754?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/2787686234673224754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=2787686234673224754' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2787686234673224754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2787686234673224754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/10/pregnancy-so-far.html' title='Pregnancy So Far'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-3021885868028476433</id><published>2010-09-06T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T17:58:53.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Conor and Jessie sitting in a tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K-I-S-S-I-N-G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First comes love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then comes marriage, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then comes…..&lt;br /&gt;................................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;................................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;................................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Baby in a baby carriage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is right, the Larson household will soon be growing!&lt;br /&gt;Our little addition is due to make its appearance &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;March 29, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We couldn’t be happier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;….and just because I know you are all so curious…..&lt;br /&gt;Baby Larson’s story, so far…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up on Monday, July 19 with that “feeling” and decided to take a test. There was a barely there, light blue line. I sat and pondered it for a while, wondering if I was just seeing things, when I decided it really was there, I called Conor and gave him the news. He was really calm, extremely happy and incredibly sweet about it. It was a good day. Then later that same day I came down with the worst cough/cold EVER! It was so bad that the whole night I was up coughing a not getting any sleep! (We figured it was just preparing us for what is to come! I ended up sleeping on the couch the rest of the week so at least Conor could sleep.)&lt;br /&gt;This was totally bad timing to get sick, since all cold meds are OFF LIMITS! As excited as we were, that was a terrible week and a half! As luck would have it, about 3 or 4 days after I was finally feeling better, my next nemesis hit me……&lt;br /&gt;Morning Sickness/Constant Hunger.&lt;br /&gt;My morning sickness has been evident first thing in the morning, goes away for the most part during the day and makes its return in the evening. Which has been ok with me, since I am able to get through work. ( which also happens to be a brand new job, but more on that later!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was an especially exciting one for us, on Wednesday we went to our first doctor appointment! We we’re both really anxious and excited, especially to hear our baby’s heartbeat! Things we’re going great during the appointment and we were getting excited to hear the heartbeat…..only there was nothing to be heard. The nurse kept moving the thing around but she just couldn’t find it. She said that it was nothing to worry about, but to come back the next day to do an Ultrasound. I really wasn’t too worried about it, just a little anxious. Unfortunately Conor couldn’t come back with me and I felt so bad! But Thursday brought one of my favorite moments. Seeing my little baby on that screen. It was so priceless. It was also great to know that I am sick for a reason….and really good reason. I can’t get over how adorable it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am in love already.&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. The Larson’s are expanding and we couldn’t be more thrilled!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-3021885868028476433?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/3021885868028476433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=3021885868028476433' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3021885868028476433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3021885868028476433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/09/can-i-have-your-attention-please.html' title='News....'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-5844106244000734010</id><published>2010-08-04T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T15:40:36.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was my last day of work! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I wish it was forever, haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For now, I am on to better things!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wish me luck, I start my new gig on MONDAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-5844106244000734010?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/5844106244000734010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=5844106244000734010' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/5844106244000734010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/5844106244000734010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-day.html' title='LAST DAY!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-2128631440849247779</id><published>2010-06-29T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T18:34:50.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are alive!</title><content type='html'>Wow, it has been so long since I have posted and A LOT has happened. We got all moved into our new place and we LOVE IT! We are in Bountiful now, so come visit us, if you are close. &lt;br /&gt;We don't have any internet right now, which is why the lack in posts. Hopefully, we'll find a solution soon.  Things are going good, I am searching for a new job if anyone knows of anything, hopefully something with Benefits. &lt;br /&gt;Just thought, we'd let everyone know that things are good, and that we are in fact still alive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-2128631440849247779?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/2128631440849247779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=2128631440849247779' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2128631440849247779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2128631440849247779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-are-alive.html' title='We are alive!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-1861467743257734926</id><published>2010-05-22T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T16:12:25.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Week Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't usually use this blog to complain, and most the time I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; really upbeat and have a positive outlook.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This has been a TERRIBLE week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Tuesday, I was sexually harassed at work by a sick old man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He came up to my desk/window to pick something up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The conversation went like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HIM: "oh no cleavage today?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ME: (stunned silence, as I go about printing off what the pervert needed). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HIM: "I am just a tired old man who really enjoys the view. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: ( I still can't say anything because I am too shocked that this is happening!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hand him his paper, watch him leave and run to the back office. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was shaking so bad, that was such a terrible thing to have happen. I know it probably doesn't sound that serious, but I felt so gross the rest of the day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My skin was just crawling. Eww. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then my week got worse.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Thursday morning I had to say goodbye to Conor for the next 5 days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( keep in mind we've NEVER been apart since we got married.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Driving back to work I got caught up in traffic, which made me late for work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then on Friday, I was driving Conor's car and got another huge rock chip in it as I was driving to work and felt terrible that it was Conor's car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only that was it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday after work I drove down to the Gateway to meet a friend for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I pulled into the parking lot, rolled down my window and got the ticket. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I drove around the parking lot and found a spot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I tried to roll up the window. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It went up, sorta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was going up completely crooked and out of place, and making a terrible grinding sound. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I started to panic about what had happened, and tried to open the door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It wouldn't budge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, out of nowhere the drivers side door had gone completely insane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I called my dad in a panic, but couldn't get through, since I was in underground parking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I drove up until I could get service and called him to help me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( keep in mind that Conor is 2 states away in California)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dad tells me to meet him so he can look at it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I start driving up to Bountiful but it is POURING rain and my window won't roll up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I call my dad back and tell him that I can't drive up there because water is pouring into the car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I pull back into the parking garage and have him meet me there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Turns out both front doors won't open.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to crawl out of the back seat. How is that for embarassing at the mall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dad got there and we were able to push the window back up.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we went to leave, except I couldn't get out of the parking lot, because my door and window wouldn't open, and I needed to give the attendant my ticket!  So my dad went ahead of me and paid for the both of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had to wait until this morning to take it in to get fixed, cause it was closed last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We drove it over there and I told them to call Conor when they had it figured out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He called me later today and told me he had bad news. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We thought that the warranty would cover this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Turns out his warranty was 36,000 miles, not 50,000 like we thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His car is at 46,000 miles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are 10,000 over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The estimated cost is outrageous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever been told that a breakdown in a crowded mall is not fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well it's not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week has sucked, I think I'm out of tears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And my husband is still miles away, and I need a hug. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for letting me vent,I promise my next post will be better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I needed this, it's like therapy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-1861467743257734926?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/1861467743257734926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=1861467743257734926' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/1861467743257734926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/1861467743257734926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/05/worst-week-ever.html' title='Worst Week Ever'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-8897199334664764811</id><published>2010-05-15T11:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T11:27:34.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Moving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;We're getting out of this closet we've been living in and upgrading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;Stay tuned for more details to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-8897199334664764811?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/8897199334664764811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=8897199334664764811' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8897199334664764811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8897199334664764811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/05/were-moving.html' title='We&apos;re Moving!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-6116142416980858072</id><published>2010-04-18T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T08:36:01.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Everyone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am pretty sure that most of you are aware of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;Scentsy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most of you are probably not aware that I am a new Scentsy Consultant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's right, people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have embarked on a new endeavor and I am &lt;strong&gt;SO EXCITED!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Scentsy is a Great product and I hope to share it with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This coming Saturday I will be hosting my First &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Open House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Saturday April 24, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:00-12:00&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mother's house &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;445 South 75 West &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Farmington Ut, 84025&lt;img class="gl_bold" border="0" alt="Bold" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please Come!  It will be a great time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Great Food, Great Friends, Great Product!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would love to see you all there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come and see what the new spring line is like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come pick out a mothers day gift! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if you can't come and are interested in product or hosting a party, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PLEASE CONTACT ME! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am excited to start doing parties, and let's face it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who doesn't love a good party?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you would like to host a party ( and I know you do)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just let me know! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope to see you all Saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh P.S  go check out my new site&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jessicalarson.scentsy.us/"&gt;www.jessicalarson.scentsy.us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-6116142416980858072?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/6116142416980858072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=6116142416980858072' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/6116142416980858072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/6116142416980858072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/04/hey-everyone.html' title='Hey Everyone!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-8562081247359442290</id><published>2010-03-31T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T10:23:48.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bend Over, Touch Your Toes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S7OEeDtC1eI/AAAAAAAAAQI/7seHXvV1pgs/s1600/yoga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454849225600980450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S7OEeDtC1eI/AAAAAAAAAQI/7seHXvV1pgs/s320/yoga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S7ODdttuQ4I/AAAAAAAAAQA/GQTPcyuUF7k/s1600/yoga.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In our efforts for a more healthy lifestyle, Conor and I have added another element: Yoga. We've been talking about it for some time now, but we just weren't ready to take the plunge. We also live in an area where Yoga is big and popular. On Tuesday and Thursday nights, the parking lot at the gym is packed. We were nervous to go to a packed class with Yoga guru's ( most of which happened to be gay men.....living here has improved my "Gaydar") and look like the struggling beginners that we are, the gay thing didn't really motivate Conor either. So we were stuck....or were we? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We found our solution last weekend when we stumbled upon &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Biggest Loser: Yoga, DVD&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  And last night we welcomed &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bob Harper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; into our home for the first time.  We did a warm up and a beginner session and we were really tired but energized if that makes sense, by the end.  It was fabulous.  We are so excited about our new endeavor.  I desperately need to get my flexibility back and Conor just needs to get flexible.  He's really excited about the thought of touching his toes!  It was also really fun to do something different in our home and together. We are excited for our&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; "Yoga Dates."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  After that we sat down to our Tuesday night ritual of watching the Biggest Loser ( one of our guilty pleasures) and enjoyed our night.  We would totally recommend Yoga to anyone looking to add another element or surprise to their workout routine! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-8562081247359442290?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/8562081247359442290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=8562081247359442290' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8562081247359442290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8562081247359442290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/03/bend-over-touch-your-toes.html' title='Bend Over, Touch Your Toes...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S7OEeDtC1eI/AAAAAAAAAQI/7seHXvV1pgs/s72-c/yoga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-9061371832370944909</id><published>2010-03-23T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T18:38:41.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A perfectly random update.....</title><content type='html'>Fellow blogstalkers.  It's been a while since the Larson's have posted.  We have just been floating through life, and forgot to document it.  So here is a little update on what we've been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;March was the month of birthdays! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We spent time celebrating nephews and sisters birthdays. It's always a good time with the Larson side of the family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My little sister Aly is on the Viewmont High Lacrosse Team! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can I just say she is amazing! Last week they played against Skyline and won 12-5! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She had 2 goals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Conor's friend Russell got married last week. On the first day of March Madness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He didn't think that one through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was such a fun day though, we were able to attend the ceremony and then host &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the friends at our house to watch some of the "Madness".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year I was invited to participate in the bracket tournament. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;......last I checked, I was in 1st place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love all of Conor's friends and I am so happy that they have welcomed me into their group. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It feels like we've all been friends for ages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Conor is still trekking along with school, and is doing such a good job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so proud of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are excited for summer and BBQ's and hopefully some fun weekends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Other than that, we are just enjoying our days, our marriage, and our life! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-9061371832370944909?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/9061371832370944909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=9061371832370944909' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/9061371832370944909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/9061371832370944909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/03/perfectly-random-update.html' title='A perfectly random update.....'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-7105601194137543048</id><published>2010-02-23T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:45:21.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...what do you mean there is nothing to eat?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey all you blog readers of mine.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you ever get bored of cooking the same old thing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you ever feel too tired to cook so you get takeout or fastfood?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Does the man at Noodles and Co have your order memorized?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ours might. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Do you Stare at your cupboards or fridge and say, "we have nothing to eat."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you realized that maybe, just maybe you spend too much going out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We may have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you hate doing dishes? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you sick of your regular recipes, or just bored and need a little pick me up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is where you come in.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Post a comment of your favorite recipe, don't worry I'll return the favor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My latest project is making myself a new ( realistic ) cookbook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( cause let's face it, I'm no Rachel Ray or Martha..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would LOVE to know what you and yours love to eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks in advance everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-7105601194137543048?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/7105601194137543048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=7105601194137543048' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7105601194137543048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7105601194137543048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-do-you-mean-there-is-nothing-to.html' title='...what do you mean there is nothing to eat?!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-6382247968263420593</id><published>2010-02-08T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T11:53:21.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering about the Couch?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S3BqnkVB_cI/AAAAAAAAAPw/pH1wqX9jRKw/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435961978235518402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S3BqnkVB_cI/AAAAAAAAAPw/pH1wqX9jRKw/s320/099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S3BqG5jwDjI/AAAAAAAAAPo/3j9GLi86LiU/s1600-h/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435961416998719026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S3BqG5jwDjI/AAAAAAAAAPo/3j9GLi86LiU/s320/103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (lance, russell, robert,conor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you have been viewing my blog, you may have noticed a picture to the right. A picture of a couch that is aflame. Allow me to tell the story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Conor and I live in the same apartment that Conor was living in when we were dating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As a result of that, we already had a lot of stuff when we got married, which was very nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, there were some things that had to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No debating on this one.&lt;br /&gt;The first was a GIGANTIC movie poster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"ROCKY" and a slightly smaller one of "SUPERMAN"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As soon as we have a basement or a "Man-room", &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;these two things are welcome back into our home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was one thing however, that would not be welcomed back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was the couch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me tell you a bit about this lovely couch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rewind back to Conor's high school days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Driving around they find a couch on the side of the road. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They have a joyous time with it, taking it to sporting events, ect...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The couch ends up with Conor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sure once upon a time this was a beautiful, blue, comfy couch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But now, it was ripping, sagging, smelling, fading.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was just gross. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we did the only logical thing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we burned it down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One saturday evening before we got married, be packed up the couch and drove it out to the ends of the earth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Grantsville) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To Conor's mom's house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They have a great back yard for burning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We invited Conor's friends to come say goodbye to their good friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We poured gasoline on the couch and it went up so fast! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They tried roasting marshmellows on it, but it was too hot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was a happy day for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The couch was gone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so, that is the story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/8670094542173224287-6382247968263420593?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/6382247968263420593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=6382247968263420593' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/6382247968263420593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/6382247968263420593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/02/wondering-about-couch.html' title='Wondering about the Couch?'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S3BqnkVB_cI/AAAAAAAAAPw/pH1wqX9jRKw/s72-c/099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-7371796437243909486</id><published>2010-01-29T19:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T19:45:01.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Beauty?  ( caution, laughing out loud may occur)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;.........I think not........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S2OqTJEqa7I/AAAAAAAAAPY/Cf39kb2OHVM/s1600-h/sleeping-beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432372821368662962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S2OqTJEqa7I/AAAAAAAAAPY/Cf39kb2OHVM/s320/sleeping-beauty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As some of you may rememeber a post from last year, about my sleep walking/talking/yelling. ( I believe it was sometime in Feb, I'd do a link, but I don't know how)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since then, there have not been any more instances. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until last night that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My version of what happened.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;times are approximate&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3:30a.m: I am happy in dreamland, when suddenly I am jostled awake by my husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Conor: Jessie are you alright?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jessie: Yes...why? ( slightly irritated at being woken up)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Conor: ...cause you are spitting all over the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jessie: (laughing as I roll over) Good Night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Conor's Version:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3:29 a.m: Happy in dreamland when suddenly his face feels a little wet, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;confused he just continues to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3:30 a.m: More wetness falls onto his face, he wakes up to see what in the world is going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looks to his left and sees me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sound asleep, spitting up into the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have the conversation as described above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He goes back to bed, most likely thinking I'm crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7:25 a.m: I am driving to work, when thoughts of the night enter my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"that can't possibly be true," I think to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10:14 a.m: I text Conor:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" question, was I talking in my sleep last night?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His reply: " No. You were spitting."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha that's right folks. It has escalated. I am seriously a weirdo in my sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Spitting? Seriously? What's wrong with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My poor poor husband. At least we have a lot to laugh about.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....usually at me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope you all sleep soundly tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/8670094542173224287-7371796437243909486?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/7371796437243909486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=7371796437243909486' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7371796437243909486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7371796437243909486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/01/sleeping-beauty-caution-laughing-out.html' title='Sleeping Beauty?  ( caution, laughing out loud may occur)'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S2OqTJEqa7I/AAAAAAAAAPY/Cf39kb2OHVM/s72-c/sleeping-beauty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-8987093386308545285</id><published>2010-01-26T17:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T17:35:21.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what I did!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S1-XD68lz8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/gYx9esZetzw/s1600-h/running.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431225769250901954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S1-XD68lz8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/gYx9esZetzw/s320/running.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night at the gym, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I ran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 3.15 miles! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's a &lt;strong&gt;5k &lt;/strong&gt;people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually it 0.04 more than a 5k, but who's counting?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( I am)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This may not seem like a big deal, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT IS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't even tell you how excited I was about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At the beginning of the year Conor and I made a goal to run some 5k's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;this spring and summer and work our way up to a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10k and Half Marathon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you know me at all, you know that I am NOT a runner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this is a&lt;strong&gt; pretty big deal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though it was a very slow 3.15 miles I am proud to say that it is possible and I so so excited to improve on my time and accomplish our goal! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO ME!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-8987093386308545285?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/8987093386308545285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=8987093386308545285' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8987093386308545285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8987093386308545285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/01/guess-what-i-did.html' title='Guess what I did!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S1-XD68lz8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/gYx9esZetzw/s72-c/running.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-2350838926025571632</id><published>2010-01-19T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T17:19:05.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want one!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S1ZXFCXVD7I/AAAAAAAAAO4/B6cZ4KZ7m_M/s1600-h/tatum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428622144887394226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S1ZXFCXVD7I/AAAAAAAAAO4/B6cZ4KZ7m_M/s320/tatum.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you guessed that I was talking about a baby, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BINGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were right. Man, I have been so baby hungry lately.  I don't know what it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe it's my adorable niece and nephews who we got to see over Christmas, ( the handmade ornament Brendan gave me almost made me cry when I put it on our tree, I know I am ridiculous). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe it is the cute guy in the picture above. ( My darling cousin and best friends baby Tatum. ps. I stole this picture for my post! thanks).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe it's because of the small toddler who mistook me for his own mom in the supermarket and I LOVED how the word "mommy" sounded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe it's the cute primary kids we teach when they sing sweet songs and suprise me with how smart they are about the gospel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe it's because I can't wait to see Conor as a dad, because I love the way he is as an uncle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe it's because of my amazing friends who are already mothers and doing an amazing job at it I might add, I really look up to you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe it's because of the chapter I read in a book on Motherhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe it's because I've been &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DYING&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to be a mom since forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whatever it is, I like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to be a mother more than I have ever wanted anything. Ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friends, thanks for being such awesome moms and friends. I look up to you and can't wait to join the club......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;......someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-2350838926025571632?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/2350838926025571632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=2350838926025571632' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2350838926025571632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2350838926025571632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-one.html' title='I want one!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S1ZXFCXVD7I/AAAAAAAAAO4/B6cZ4KZ7m_M/s72-c/tatum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-3604548137407146617</id><published>2010-01-06T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T21:08:47.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December, Christmas, and Such...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wow! I can't believe how behind I got on blogging! So here is a quick catchup!  The first part of December my dad got Conor and me tickets to the Jazz game....10th ROW! We were so excited. Neither of us have ever sat that close, it was so fun and a good chance to sport our jerseys! We both grew up as BIG Jazz fans, so going to games is always a great time for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Us on the 10th row!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0VoJFpNMyI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fBXt7rX5olU/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_5423855831580750626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0VoJFpNMyI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fBXt7rX5olU/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0VoDxesHeI/AAAAAAAAAOk/d5xm2DzQ6wI/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423855740268584418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0VoDxesHeI/AAAAAAAAAOk/d5xm2DzQ6wI/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a good Christmas this year and I can't believe that it is over already!  Christmas eve we spent out in Grantsville with Conor's side of the family, and had a delicious dinner and a Great time.  Sorry no pictures on here!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Christmas morning Conor and I exchanged gifts and enjoyed another quiet Christmas together.  Then we headed up to my Grandparents house for the annual Christmas breakfast.  My aunt Julie got some new games for her Wii and it was a lot of fun playing with some of my cousins.  Conor dominated at Wii Wakeboarding, but I took the cake in Sword fighting!  It was a lot of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After dinner we headed over to my parents for more fun.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtney was always quoting the Snuggie commercial so we got her one for Christmas. She was pretty excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0Vn-JkXquI/AAAAAAAAAOc/MzTfqWFTmdU/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423855643655645922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0Vn-JkXquI/AAAAAAAAAOc/MzTfqWFTmdU/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She did pretty well this year and got almost everything on her list.....except her last item which was " A niece or nephew..please please please"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0Vn4jxvEbI/AAAAAAAAAOU/iawotUtOsQQ/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423855547611812274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0Vn4jxvEbI/AAAAAAAAAOU/iawotUtOsQQ/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hope cardboard will do for now!&lt;br /&gt;( not the cutest baby, ours will be much cuter! PROMISE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family also got Beatles Rock Band.  It was a hit with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, Aly is using no hands.  Thanks to the microphone stand that Kyle made/welded. He is getting pretty talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0Vny1eQ5PI/AAAAAAAAAOM/wVNlcQ1y8vs/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423855449282766066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0Vny1eQ5PI/AAAAAAAAAOM/wVNlcQ1y8vs/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conor on the Drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0VnraXAEWI/AAAAAAAAAOE/XkvOOs6vnZY/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423855321745461602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0VnraXAEWI/AAAAAAAAAOE/XkvOOs6vnZY/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aly jammin out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0VnkLPS7OI/AAAAAAAAAN8/GeqCtJrHrM8/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423855197427526882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0VnkLPS7OI/AAAAAAAAAN8/GeqCtJrHrM8/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom of the stand that kyle made.  He welded the whole thing, I was quite impressed.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0VnZvQdx2I/AAAAAAAAAN0/47pXrHsN5Pc/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423855018117547874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0VnZvQdx2I/AAAAAAAAAN0/47pXrHsN5Pc/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family also got Super Mario Bros. for the Wii, this too was a hit and we have spent many nights up there playing.  These two are hilarious to watch playing, it's like they've been best friends forever.  It's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0VnSLCjVdI/AAAAAAAAANs/Q_cDZ9HixcQ/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423854888136431058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0VnSLCjVdI/AAAAAAAAANs/Q_cDZ9HixcQ/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that about wraps it up.  We were veryblessed this year and we are so grateful for Christmas and to be able to think about the true meaning.  We got tickets to Music and the Spoken word and got the chance to hear Natalie Cole perform with the Choir.  The spirit was so strong there and I was grateful for the chance to go.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hope you all had great holidays ( it sounds like you all did ) and have a Great 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0VnKj5LLaI/AAAAAAAAANk/Lqbusl7ddNY/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423854757369032098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0VnKj5LLaI/AAAAAAAAANk/Lqbusl7ddNY/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-3604548137407146617?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/3604548137407146617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=3604548137407146617' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3604548137407146617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3604548137407146617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/01/december-christmas-and-such.html' title='December, Christmas, and Such...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/S0VoJFpNMyI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fBXt7rX5olU/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-3242327477950347160</id><published>2010-01-01T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T19:00:21.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2009 was quite the year! I still have to blog about the rest of it, but I have been a slacker.  We have had so much happen this year. Some good, some not so good.  We are so glad to have gone through everything together though.  I'm grateful for 2009 and for the lessons I learned and for how much I have grown this year, and I hope that I am a better person because of it. I hope that 2010 is just as happy and good....or better! We could definately go for better!  It's hard to ask for more though without feeling selfish.  I already have so much to be thankful for.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So raise your glasses of Martinelli's sparkling cider with me, and be glad for 2009 and welcome in the year 2010 with the endless possibilities! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. I'll get my christmas posted soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-3242327477950347160?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/3242327477950347160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=3242327477950347160' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3242327477950347160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3242327477950347160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2010/01/10987654321.html' title='10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-5957827892348233408</id><published>2009-11-17T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T17:53:12.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BIG 2-5!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SwNTWssSAYI/AAAAAAAAAM8/mNgqpkk4QtM/s1600/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405255627193844098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SwNTWssSAYI/AAAAAAAAAM8/mNgqpkk4QtM/s320/071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so I am a little late at posting this, but it can't be overlooked! On November 11, Conor turned the big 25! I decided to do a surprise party for him this year. I had NO IDEA how much lying that would entail. About two weeks before his birthday I got a hold of all his friends and told them to save the date! Since his birthday was on a Wednesday and he had class that night I planned it for the Friday before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to make up so many small lies about what I was doing while I was getting ready for it, I felt TERRIBLE! Since our place is so small I had the party at my parents house, So i spent a lot of time up there getting everything prepared and had to come up with reasons that I was spending so much time up there and not with him! Then I had to lie to him again to get him up there, I told him that my parents invited us to go to a movie with them that night. ( My parents are NOT movie going people so I was glad he fell for it.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I found out that some people were running late so I had to stall, which meant MORE lies! I told him that my mom ran out of chocolate chips and we needed to stop and get some for her, ( i was so tired of lying by this point and felt so so so guilty!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So FINALLY we made it to my parents house and my mom called us to come downstairs to see the new cabinets, which was true and not a lie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the lights were off and she flipped them on and everyone yelled SUPRISE! He was SO suprised, I wish I had a picture of his face! He was so pleased with what I did and I was proud of myself too. Special thanks to his friends for being such a good help with the whole thing. It was SUCH a fun night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Conor so much, I could go off and do the 25 things i LOVE about my husband but this post has already been pretty long. So I will just say that he is the GREATEST ever! I can't wait for 25 more years! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-5957827892348233408?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/5957827892348233408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=5957827892348233408' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/5957827892348233408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/5957827892348233408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/11/big-2-5.html' title='The BIG 2-5!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SwNTWssSAYI/AAAAAAAAAM8/mNgqpkk4QtM/s72-c/071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-2198296722951066972</id><published>2009-11-09T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T18:18:01.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Festivities</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just going to let the pictures do the talking in this one......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SvjMkHdnJMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/tEkSRnPIffk/s1600-h/268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402292673881515202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SvjMkHdnJMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/tEkSRnPIffk/s320/268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Conor beginning the carving of the pumpkin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SvjMd5Omg4I/AAAAAAAAAMs/xhldUkoQj8w/s1600-h/270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402292566981247874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SvjMd5Omg4I/AAAAAAAAAMs/xhldUkoQj8w/s320/270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got creative and used the suckers for hair for our primary party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SvjMWF2qB1I/AAAAAAAAAMk/WcDw_OwZay0/s1600-h/272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402292432931522386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SvjMWF2qB1I/AAAAAAAAAMk/WcDw_OwZay0/s320/272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No Comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SvjMPOq8WqI/AAAAAAAAAMc/HEkM34FfJwc/s1600-h/277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402292315039226530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SvjMPOq8WqI/AAAAAAAAAMc/HEkM34FfJwc/s320/277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We decided to show our true colors for halloween this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SvjMJDv2CuI/AAAAAAAAAMU/4IWma73eTtw/s1600-h/278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402292209027779298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SvjMJDv2CuI/AAAAAAAAAMU/4IWma73eTtw/s320/278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BEST LOOKING COUPLE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;EVER!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-2198296722951066972?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/2198296722951066972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=2198296722951066972' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2198296722951066972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2198296722951066972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-festivities.html' title='Halloween Festivities'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SvjMkHdnJMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/tEkSRnPIffk/s72-c/268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-8829739149566179835</id><published>2009-11-08T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:44:22.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIght now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt; listening to my husband play the guitar....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-8829739149566179835?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/8829739149566179835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=8829739149566179835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8829739149566179835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8829739149566179835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/11/right-now.html' title='RIght now...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-5085219006734358832</id><published>2009-10-28T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T17:42:59.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANNIVERSARY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sujk4KGnE-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/S6VV6omH9i8/s1600-h/wedd_0197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397815806839428066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sujk4KGnE-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/S6VV6omH9i8/s320/wedd_0197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last Friday was our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE YEAR anniversary&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Crazy! I can't believe that it has been one year already, and at the same time it seems like it's been forever. This has honestly been the BEST year of my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For our anniversary Conor made me a video/slideshow story. It was SO thoughful and sweet, I cried through the whole thing. I love being married to such a &lt;strong&gt;romantic &lt;/strong&gt;man. He spoils me everyday. For our anniversary we drove up to Park City and walked around Main Street and went into our favorite store, Rocky Mountain Candy! Haha we LOVE their carmel apples but this time decided on some fudge. ( it would last us longer). Then we headed to dinner. Conor made us reservations at Ruth's Chris Steak House at Hotel Park City. Talk about swanky! The only reason we were able to dine there was because we had a gift card we got a year ago. When we arrived there, they greeted us as &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MR and MRS LARSON,&lt;/span&gt; and treated us like we were made of money. ( so not the case!). I enjoyed the greatest steak that I have ever had in my life, I was honestly talking about it for the rest of the night. Conor enjoyed his too, all 25 ounces of it! Seriously, his was huge. Then we shared a desert, it was such a nice place to eat and would recommend it to anyone who regularly blows through &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for dinner. ( TOLD YA!). We just spent the rest of the evening enjoyed each other and reminising over the past year and how happy we are to be married for eternity. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day we went to the temple together to continue our celebration. I love being there with my husband. It is so special and sacred. I wish I could describe in words how happy Conor has made me. He has definately made me a better person, and I thank him for that. I am so excited to see what the future has in store for us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;ISN'T BEING IN LOVE THE GREATEST?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b4d87f7536c19cb9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db4d87f7536c19cb9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330270092%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D39DDAAF71EDD736EF78EE284EA70CE0F1B6ED6B4.187DB2F6934F26E872289F9B5017267772B4139D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db4d87f7536c19cb9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrumXSGZLr4HTQPjZEbEvZD0zNPQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db4d87f7536c19cb9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330270092%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D39DDAAF71EDD736EF78EE284EA70CE0F1B6ED6B4.187DB2F6934F26E872289F9B5017267772B4139D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db4d87f7536c19cb9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrumXSGZLr4HTQPjZEbEvZD0zNPQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;here is the video that Conor made for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-5085219006734358832?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/5085219006734358832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=5085219006734358832' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/5085219006734358832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/5085219006734358832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/10/anniversary.html' title='ANNIVERSARY!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sujk4KGnE-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/S6VV6omH9i8/s72-c/wedd_0197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-5458407119976692155</id><published>2009-10-25T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T13:07:20.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GO UTES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SuSv3ofrkZI/AAAAAAAAALc/gTUnziXs1cM/s1600-h/vegas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396631623794659730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SuSv3ofrkZI/AAAAAAAAALc/gTUnziXs1cM/s320/vegas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend was a very fun and much needed weekend getaway. Late on Thursday night we began our trek down south. We stopped in St George for the night before heading onto the wonderful getaway spot of Logandale, NV. If you have never been there...it's ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday we met Conor's brother Adam and his family in Mesquite for a delicious Mexican lunch, and then made our way to Kim's grandma's house who so graciously let us stay there for the weekend. It was so fun to be able to see Adam, Kim, Shea, and James. They are living in California right now, while Adam is in law school. Friday we just hung out and relaxed and caught up. We went on a four wheeler ride, which almost ended up in diaster. I think we scared Shea a litte bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that night we dove into some games. We learned how to play Turkey Foot, which was pretty fun and then got into a game of scrabble, and then things got interesting. On the second round of Scrabble we decided to throw caution to the wind, and invented "dirty scrabble." I have never laughed so hard. One of the rules was that as long as you could use your word in a sentence it was good. So many words were made up, it made for a fun and interesting game. After adding up the scores I had the lowest but was declared the winner by Adam, because of the number of points that I had. After the game was over the night didn't stop there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;James was running around the house like he had just drank a gallon of caffiene ( he's 15 months-ish for anyone who didn't know). We were laughing about the way babies run and how if an adult ran like that they would look retarded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So.....the next logical step would be to show how retarded that would look. Conor and Adam stood up and began walking around the room like retards. I know that this is horrible and politically incorrect, but it was SO FUNNY. Seriously me and Kim were crying. And James thought it was hilarious too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day we headed down to Vegas. We did a little bit of the strip, ate a fantastic dinner at PF Changs and of course got Conor his Mexican Coke. Then it was off to the game! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got there, I swear it was all Utah Fans. We were all in our gear and everyone was excited, including James who started clapping the second we got to the game. He was a hit with everyone there and was giving the row behind us High fives the whole time. The game was great and we won. We forgot our camera so no pictures. Sorry! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-5458407119976692155?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/5458407119976692155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=5458407119976692155' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/5458407119976692155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/5458407119976692155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/10/go-utes.html' title='GO UTES!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SuSv3ofrkZI/AAAAAAAAALc/gTUnziXs1cM/s72-c/vegas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-1290441204346134094</id><published>2009-10-20T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T17:34:28.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relying on the Lord</title><content type='html'>Since my last post on my perfect life, it's become just a little less perfect.  Last week Conor and I were hit with cold, hard, mean, reality.  On monday my sweet husband lost his job.  My immeadiate thought was how he would handle this.  Being the man and husband, I know he feels the strong desire to be the perfect provider for me, as I am sure all of our husbands do, and I didn't want him feeling like a failure or inadequete. &lt;br /&gt;Since it was the middle of the day when we got this news we only talked for a minute or two and I made sure to assure him of my love for him and that if we continue to support each other that we would be able to get through this.  I think I was still in shock at this point, but when I went back into work, the panicky worrier in me took over. &lt;br /&gt;The next morning when I woke up, it was quiet and I was alone in my thoughts.  Not good for someone who is worrying and is quite good at coming up with awful scenarios in my head.  I decided I needed the peace and calming affects of the temple. &lt;br /&gt;My day at work could not has gone fast enough, all I wanted was to get away from the world and to be able to feel the calming affects of the spirit inside the temple.  I will never forget how the second I stepped inside my world felt perfect again.  I had a reassuring thought that everthing is going to be alright.  NOT EASY, but alright. &lt;br /&gt;That night I went home and cuddled with my husband and everything was perfect again. &lt;br /&gt;I'm struggling with this, but that is to be expected.  The most difficult part for me is that this was not in my "Five Year Plan."  or even in my " This year's plan."  I hate when things don't go the way I plan them, and I think this is a lesson I need to learn.  I need to learn to rely on the Lord more.  Already I have become closer to Him through this, and so I am grateful.  Strange that while my husband is still unemployed and no solution has come that I am grateful.  I think that this will also bring me and my husband closer as well.  I am learning that goals and plans I have for me and Conor are not to be accomplished on our time but on the Lords and that maybe He has some different things in mind for us.&lt;br /&gt;I am certain that this will end up being a great blessing for us, but right now it is very cleverly disguised as a crap situation.  Conor is on the job search right now and I can't tell you how proud I am of him for his drive and determination to continue to provide for our family. &lt;br /&gt;I ask a small favor that you keep us in your prayers and if you know of any employment opportunities to let us know.&lt;br /&gt;thank you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-1290441204346134094?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/1290441204346134094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=1290441204346134094' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/1290441204346134094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/1290441204346134094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/10/relying-on-lord.html' title='Relying on the Lord'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-6217070000896365444</id><published>2009-09-22T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T14:19:42.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life is.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YUZGXG9ejzI/Tc7x4x36s3I/AAAAAAAAAa8/1IHd5sY2HqU/s1600/352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606684543885685618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YUZGXG9ejzI/Tc7x4x36s3I/AAAAAAAAAa8/1IHd5sY2HqU/s320/352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.....Busy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and Conor working full time and him at school full time. There is always too much laundry and whenever I turn around there is another dirty dish in the sink, and no dishwasher to put them in! I have no counter space to cook and use the top of my stove for most of it, which is dangerous when part of it is hot! We have work, school and church callings to worry about and both feel that we are being pulled in every which direction. The bills never seem to stop and I sometimes feel that we are single handedly paying to SLCC to stay open! Sometimes I get home at night and just collapse on the couch, exhausted and tired and stressed, and just done with it all.......but when I climb into bed at night and roll over to face my husband as he snores, I realize&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My life is PERFECT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-6217070000896365444?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/6217070000896365444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=6217070000896365444' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/6217070000896365444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/6217070000896365444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-life-is.html' title='My life is.......'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YUZGXG9ejzI/Tc7x4x36s3I/AAAAAAAAAa8/1IHd5sY2HqU/s72-c/352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-5217577882207559865</id><published>2009-09-12T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T15:52:47.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CABIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am a little behind on blogging but this should catch you all up on what the Larson's have been up to.  On the weekend of August 21-23 we headed down to Fairview for a GUYS WEEKEND. That's right, I accompained me dear husband and two of of his best friends to Robert's cabin for the weekend. We all a had great and relaxing weekend. It was fun to be a "guy" for the weekend! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sqwh_8JFaAI/AAAAAAAAALM/IJOsLmxnieQ/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380713037160605698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sqwh_8JFaAI/AAAAAAAAALM/IJOsLmxnieQ/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Conor just chill-axin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SqwhyVbZZ_I/AAAAAAAAALE/2j1HMpdrKAQ/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380712803430131698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SqwhyVbZZ_I/AAAAAAAAALE/2j1HMpdrKAQ/s320/064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took the four wheelers out for a ride on saturday and I got SO dirty!  We rode up to a&lt;br /&gt;"man-made" pond that the boys made a few years ago and had a rock skipping contest.&lt;br /&gt;Robert skipped his rock all the way across the pond, it hit another rock on the other side and broke into two pieces. Me and Conor declared him the winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sqwgsx7nrOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Ch65c_CBWw0/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380711608490634466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sqwgsx7nrOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Ch65c_CBWw0/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Later that evening we made ourselves a fire to roast marshmellows and to burn a poor innocent duck at the stake. ( that is Lance with the burning duck.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SqwgsTWMygI/AAAAAAAAAK0/dFQn3MRI6jQ/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380711600280619522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SqwgsTWMygI/AAAAAAAAAK0/dFQn3MRI6jQ/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lance and Conor found this duck outside the cabin and decided that he had committed a crime. So they tied him to a stick and let him have it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The poor little fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sqwga0I-yjI/AAAAAAAAAKs/nkurl57A1mk/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380711299845900850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sqwga0I-yjI/AAAAAAAAAKs/nkurl57A1mk/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The three boys I spent the weekend with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These two are single if anyone out there is interested. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll put in a good word for them, they are awesome guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went up to the Cabin for Labor day weekend. This time more people went up and it was a lot of fun. The first night we played a lot of games and I dominated at Nerks and MadGab, which happen to be two of my favorite games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sqwf-eYdb2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/LTD3sTEK9Ys/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380710812968906594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sqwf-eYdb2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/LTD3sTEK9Ys/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Conor by the fire, Brittany is in the background being creepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sqwf9_pPjiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/QWlitVYS-5E/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380710804717800994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sqwf9_pPjiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/QWlitVYS-5E/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Debi and Russell, so cute together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SqwfuCfd_mI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HirEccKCe1A/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380710530604203618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SqwfuCfd_mI/AAAAAAAAAKU/HirEccKCe1A/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who is this handsome stud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sqwff41I2VI/AAAAAAAAAKM/JxBTRjzb_IU/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380710287492569426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sqwff41I2VI/AAAAAAAAAKM/JxBTRjzb_IU/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hold your breath, this is the worlds first S'moreo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Lance's latest invention and he is positive that he will make money off of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of chocolate on the s'more you take one half of an oreo and put it on the cracker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try it if you dare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SqwfS2DPOZI/AAAAAAAAAKE/rwJV_sHMXpA/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380710063408101778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SqwfS2DPOZI/AAAAAAAAAKE/rwJV_sHMXpA/s320/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys found this canoe on one of their trips before this and decided to make some use of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SqwfKl_9T2I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kvfbhsXHXvs/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380709921660424034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SqwfKl_9T2I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kvfbhsXHXvs/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready to go down the canal/dam thing.&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/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SqwfAj7pUPI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/QqZddm4g3Aw/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380709749306773746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SqwfAj7pUPI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/QqZddm4g3Aw/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Either, there wasn't enough water, or something happened to the canoe, but it just didn't work the same as last time. ( note that last time Lance cracked his head open.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sqwe1Ka4wSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/6WA6NlqdOgM/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380709553479926050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sqwe1Ka4wSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/6WA6NlqdOgM/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So we went to plan B.  We tied that canoe to the back of the fourwheeler.  Robert felt it was necessary to wear a helmet.  It was actually really fun to ride in the canoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SqweqHU5dII/AAAAAAAAAJk/uu83OpmXKRc/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380709363670938754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SqweqHU5dII/AAAAAAAAAJk/uu83OpmXKRc/s320/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took on a lot of rocks because there was a hole in the bottom.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a ton of fun and are so lucky to have the chance to use the cabin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robert's sister and her family also came up and cooked us awesome food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shout out to them for letting us have such a fun time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it's back to school and summer is about over. We sure had a fun one!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-5217577882207559865?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/5217577882207559865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=5217577882207559865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/5217577882207559865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/5217577882207559865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/09/cabin.html' title='CABIN!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sqwh_8JFaAI/AAAAAAAAALM/IJOsLmxnieQ/s72-c/050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-3508058780093740092</id><published>2009-08-06T17:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:30:53.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....and we'll have fun, fun, fun.....</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we headed up to The Grey's River in Wyoming.  It was delightful.  Our adventurous weekend started with the four hour drive through the scenic state of Idaho.  Some say that Idaho the most wonderful place on Earth, those people are stupid.  We arrived in at the Grey's River and we were immediately drawn to its incomparable beauty.  It soon became apparent that rushing water, breathtakingly green trees and rolling hills were to be our companion for the weekend.  The picture below depicts the lovely Jessica and her unfortunate looking husband embracing and posing for a picture.  In the background Rachel Wells can be seen.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SnuCDyMp6dI/AAAAAAAAAJM/iQRTVX25QUI/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367026382468147666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SnuCDyMp6dI/AAAAAAAAAJM/iQRTVX25QUI/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We travelled for roughly fifty miles up the bank of the river in an attempt to see where the river began as a small stream.  This trip was given the name of "Sign Quest".  Below one can see when Conor attempted fishing with his bare hands.  Needless to say we ate no fish that evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Snt_IfTHqBI/AAAAAAAAAJE/PIbrbbB777k/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367023164759451666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Snt_IfTHqBI/AAAAAAAAAJE/PIbrbbB777k/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After spending some time in the water &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Conor's&lt;/span&gt; shorts were wet from the river.  Being fifty miles away from camp a change of shorts was not an option.  Conor spent the rest of the ride as free as a bird.  It's safe to sat that this was the closest Jessie's parents have been to seeing their son-in-law naked.  Something tells me it won't be the last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Snt_AGBxGqI/AAAAAAAAAI8/CJqX-wNkj9c/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367023020536830626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Snt_AGBxGqI/AAAAAAAAAI8/CJqX-wNkj9c/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we see that Jessica is stunning even when camping, and she has not had the benefit of traditional beauty aides.  (What the camera does not show is that Conor still has no pants on.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Snt-4dqj9JI/AAAAAAAAAI0/kuXuyAXPFns/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367022889442997394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Snt-4dqj9JI/AAAAAAAAAI0/kuXuyAXPFns/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below is a picture of the majestic Murphy Lake.  ('lake' is a bit excessive it is more like a large pond)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Snt-PmmVJpI/AAAAAAAAAIs/PEBWD3C52co/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367022187466532498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Snt-PmmVJpI/AAAAAAAAAIs/PEBWD3C52co/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here Jessica is showing her aggressive side.  Clearly the lake's scenic beauty can only be seen as a compliment to the unparalleled beauty of Jessica Larson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Snt9iOtCS-I/AAAAAAAAAIk/47mClwcfYs8/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367021407958092770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Snt9iOtCS-I/AAAAAAAAAIk/47mClwcfYs8/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following pictures should be seen in order.  It clearly documents &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Conor's&lt;/span&gt; very first psychotic break.  In actuality he is simply splitting wood for the fire with a large log.  Don't fool yourself by thinking you wouldn't behave in a similar manner under the same circumstances.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Snt9ZbzHcEI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FXZzb-dDuo4/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367021256854433858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Snt9ZbzHcEI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FXZzb-dDuo4/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is evidence of his success. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Snt9QCUAsMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/J5wY2qjFsMU/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367021095394259138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Snt9QCUAsMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/J5wY2qjFsMU/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is claiming another victim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Snt9Hr4gq1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/X3gszjINmyQ/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367020951934380882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Snt9Hr4gq1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/X3gszjINmyQ/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the log proved unsuccessful on a rather stubborn piece, an ax was employed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Snt8vgnDcQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4rKbDlYWVNA/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367020536591511810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Snt8vgnDcQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4rKbDlYWVNA/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well friends.  I hope you enjoyed your time reviewing our weekend.  We had a delicious time at the Grey's River.  We recommend it for anyone looking for a beautiful weekend destination.  &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/8670094542173224287-3508058780093740092?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/3508058780093740092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=3508058780093740092' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3508058780093740092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3508058780093740092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-well-have-fun-fun-fun.html' title='....and we&apos;ll have fun, fun, fun.....'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SnuCDyMp6dI/AAAAAAAAAJM/iQRTVX25QUI/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-818429044746200494</id><published>2009-07-11T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:59:00.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend Conor and I decided to head down to St George for the 4th of July weekend. We left right after work on Thurdsday and got caught up in traffic in Utah County.  As soon as we were out of there, we were on our way!  We got to our condo around ten and crashed. &lt;br /&gt;On Friday we got up and headed over to the Temple, we spent some time in the visitors center and on the grounds. It is such a simple and pretty place.  After that we did a little bit of minor hiking and driving around St. George, and Snow Canyon.  It was fun to just be able to have a relaxing weekend with each other.  We spent the rest of the afternoon and the next day the pool to get in some sun and some reading. ( We sound like old people.)  Friday night we had our own little BBQ which was delicious, and then made ghetto s'mores. ( you roast them on the barbeque and they are delicious.)  and we had our own little fireworks show in the road in front of the condo.  It was a really fun night.  We did the real fireworks show on the 4th in St George, it was a really good and confusing show.  They had two shows going at the same time. But it was really neat.  We had a blast and can't wait for our next getaway.  We are grateful that my grandparents are so willing to let us use the  condo.  Thanks! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SlkWyRlZz8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/HuADNASGMJc/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357338284703469506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SlkWyRlZz8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/HuADNASGMJc/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          Conor on top of the mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SlkWyKXMJAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/9up3HUgzYZQ/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357338282764805122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SlkWyKXMJAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/9up3HUgzYZQ/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; St. George Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SlkWxoaPNxI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ZC_TVj0mWd4/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357338273650784018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SlkWxoaPNxI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ZC_TVj0mWd4/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Ghetto Smores ( you should try them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SlkWaNNA71I/AAAAAAAAAHk/axF7ei6IvxY/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357337871210573650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SlkWaNNA71I/AAAAAAAAAHk/axF7ei6IvxY/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the firework show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SlkWBPKCy1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/1Mdzd9nwko4/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357337442238253906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SlkWBPKCy1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/1Mdzd9nwko4/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh he's so cute! haha. I love him&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/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SlkWA3G5pRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/b_OQtp_v4s0/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357337435782620434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SlkWA3G5pRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/b_OQtp_v4s0/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us at the temple.&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/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SlkWAv0iELI/AAAAAAAAAHM/wKzwKJ30Jsc/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-818429044746200494?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/818429044746200494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=818429044746200494' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/818429044746200494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/818429044746200494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july-weekend.html' title='4th of July Weekend'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SlkWyRlZz8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/HuADNASGMJc/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-7830569444433750819</id><published>2009-06-16T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T11:34:07.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabulous Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sjfkz59O66I/AAAAAAAAAHE/4IA0HwkSjp4/s1600-h/monkey"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347994662907866018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sjfkz59O66I/AAAAAAAAAHE/4IA0HwkSjp4/s320/monkey" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On friday's I only work until noon, so I thought it would be fun to go spend the afternoon at the zoo. So me, my mom, courtney and her friend headed off to the zoo for a day of fun. It was fun to be able to hang out with my little sister and to get out and see some cool animals. Courtney told Conor that she was going to fill my bra with bananas and throw me to the gorilla's. She is such a weirdo. But I had a lot of fun with her, and it was good to see her feeling better.  Then later that night........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjfkpbtuJAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/eyV-jrI-DLs/s1600-h/joel"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347994482991047682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjfkpbtuJAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/eyV-jrI-DLs/s320/joel" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .......Me and Conor took my other sister Aly to see Joel Mchale!  He is the host of THE SOUP on E! and is hilarious.  He is her favorite comedian so we took her for her birthday.  We had a blast.  he was really good an stage and has us in tears from laughing a couple of times.  It was fun to hang out with Aly, I can't believe how old she is getting.  She is so fun to hang out with. I miss our girl nights sometimes.  After the show we got CPK for dinner, which was delicious as usual.  It was a great way to spend her birthday and I am sure she loves us for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8670094542173224287-7830569444433750819?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/7830569444433750819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=7830569444433750819' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7830569444433750819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/7830569444433750819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/06/fabulous-friday.html' title='Fabulous Friday'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Sjfkz59O66I/AAAAAAAAAHE/4IA0HwkSjp4/s72-c/monkey' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-225648211711166439</id><published>2009-06-10T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:10:02.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from our Cruise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and Conor at Dinner on the ship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBIku6ZlGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/KWvoZETp8mc/s1600-h/150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345852553594246242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBIku6ZlGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/KWvoZETp8mc/s320/150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Up on deck, laying out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBIkXSbchI/AAAAAAAAAGk/uN6ZZ9UvaNY/s1600-h/146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345852547252580882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBIkXSbchI/AAAAAAAAAGk/uN6ZZ9UvaNY/s320/146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our towel creation we got one night.&lt;br /&gt;We'll let you decide what you think it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBIMLtjr1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/_tJfWXRx4us/s1600-h/129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345852131828281170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBIMLtjr1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/_tJfWXRx4us/s320/129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The full moon was beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBIL4zmNQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/eT8JrZCY0jU/s1600-h/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345852126753338626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBIL4zmNQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/eT8JrZCY0jU/s320/130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conor's lobster and shrimp dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBH2L8rNUI/AAAAAAAAAGM/gxlBjch6l80/s1600-h/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345851753934566722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBH2L8rNUI/AAAAAAAAAGM/gxlBjch6l80/s320/128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Awesome Beach Bikes we rode around the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBH18d82sI/AAAAAAAAAGE/U9lkd-aFWug/s1600-h/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345851749779167938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBH18d82sI/AAAAAAAAAGE/U9lkd-aFWug/s320/124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Conor, and the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBHQ-XXUbI/AAAAAAAAAF8/DA9KJ-SQQ2Y/s1600-h/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345851114633253298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBHQ-XXUbI/AAAAAAAAAF8/DA9KJ-SQQ2Y/s320/122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great shot of the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBHQsYJKQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/gSgB9qsjqYw/s1600-h/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345851109804681474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBHQsYJKQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/gSgB9qsjqYw/s320/119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played cards in the airport waiting for our flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBG3ZzhVJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/DTmVhUcWVJk/s1600-h/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345850675322508434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBG3ZzhVJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/DTmVhUcWVJk/s320/069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute James and his straw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBGgQ1es2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/abndf7cjzgY/s1600-h/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345850277777814370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBGgQ1es2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/abndf7cjzgY/s320/113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just leaving the port! It was so windy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBF-7pGE4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/puQdMmbnSb8/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345849705153041282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBF-7pGE4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/puQdMmbnSb8/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry for the delay on the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the Story of our trip is below.&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 align="center"&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-225648211711166439?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/225648211711166439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=225648211711166439' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/225648211711166439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/225648211711166439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures-from-our-cruise.html' title='Pictures from our Cruise'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SjBIku6ZlGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/KWvoZETp8mc/s72-c/150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-3173810447267208872</id><published>2009-06-09T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T20:36:46.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahoy! I'm a sailor, I sail!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8qO2UC0iI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Rwo3pp_t55w/s1600-h/126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345537717298188834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8qO2UC0iI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Rwo3pp_t55w/s320/126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8juy1RHPI/AAAAAAAAAEc/1WscgKWL_es/s1600-h/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend Conor and I had ourselves a little vacation. We woke up bright and early on Thursday morning ( 5:30 AM) and had our chauffer ( my dad) pick us up and take us to the airport. We successfully made it through security, after half undressing. I swear each time they make you take off more clothes...shoes, belts, ect.. We flew to Phoenix where we had a short layover and got on to our second plane. It was packed and we ended up sitting about four rows from each other. It's really awkward sleeping between strangers, but we made it work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally we had arrived in San Diego. While waiting for our belongings at the baggage claim, we witnessed a very very awkward "girl getting hit on by creepy man" situation. It was so bad. We felt sorry for the girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just outside the airport was Conor's brother, sister in law, niece and nephew. They live in California about an hour away and drove down to hang out with us for the day before we boarded our ship. ( Which was good because we didn't want to pay for a cab.) haha. We drove around for what seemed like forever and finally found a place to have breakfast.....DENNY'S. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;James ( our nephew) was so funny, he kept putting the straw in his mouth, it reminded me of a dog with a bone. He is adorable. After breakfast we made our way to the beach. It was a lot of fun to catch up with them and just hang out. Shae loved finding shells and playing the water with her uncle Conor and James loved eating sand and trying to chase the birds on his still unsteady legs. I thought I was being cautious the sunscreen, but it turns out that I missed a spot...The back of my legs and my back were totally fried! It was sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the beach Kim and Adam drove us to our boat and we were on our way. We had to answer a health questionaire to make sure that we didn't have the swine flu and we were finally on the boat. AT LAST! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate some lunch and spent some time out on the deck, then we decided to take a nap just before setting sail. We were in our room relaxing when the LIFEBOAT DRILL started, we decided to skip it and sleep instead. BAD IDEA. All I am going to say is that if you skip it, make sure to lock your stateroom door, because they will come looking for you, and they will find you. In our case in a rather embarrasing situation. All I'm going to say. Just do the drill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night we enjoyed a delicious dinner and sunset, oh and of course joined all the basketball fans in one of the Lounges to watch the first game of the NBA finals. haha. Oh my husband. It was fun though, and the fans were funny to hear them trash talking each other. We were lame and went to bed early, but hey it's our vacation, we can do what we want to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning we arrived at Catalina Island. ( Originally we were supposed to go to Mexico but the swine flu detered us, nothing was able to port there...). But we had a lot of fun on the island. We rented beach bikes. Mine was pink and Conor's was blue and rode around the island. We had a lot of fun, and got in some exercise. Later in the afternoon, we headed on over to Lover's Cove to do some snorkeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The water was really cold, but we had wetsuits so it wasn't too bad. We waded into the water together and when it got deep enough I put my face in too see. ( I should probably preface this story by letting you know that I have an unexplainable fear of fish, that I have been working on getting over.) Anyways, I put my face in a saw WAY more fish than I was expecting. My fear and suprise mixed with the cold water, took my breath away and I had a mini freak out. I clung on to Conor, hoping that he didn't think I was pathetic. He asked if I was ok. I told him just to hold me for a minute and I would be fine. I wish I had a picture of this as I'm sure it looked priceless with both of us in suits and masks, me clinging to him for dear life. Soon he told me that I had to let go. I started swimming but didn't put my face back in the water, I had to work back up to it. ( haha I am so lame!) I got better and began to explore the world below me. Honestly there was SO many fish. We swam and snorkeled for a while and then finally made our way back to the shore, where the instructor thought it would be cool to throw fish food into the water right next to me. Yeah, the fish and I went crazy. I did it though, so be proud! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we took a scenic walk back to the boardwalk and onto the boat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a blast on our "Day at Sea" Most of which was spent parked right outside of Mexico, that we couldn't go into. It was nice of them to tease us. That night the moon was full and it was gorgeous as it reflected onto the water. Conor got some really good shots of it, but it doesn't come close to how beautiful it really was. We stood alone on the front of the boat, with the sea breeze and just talked. It was a really good night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think we gained the dreaded weight that everyone says you gain on cruises but we did eat well. Conor finally got the Lobster he's been asking for, for about a week or so. He said that is was just "alright". And I ventured out of my Chicken Comfort Zone and got salmon one night. It came out with the scales still on it, and I panicked! But I just flipped it over and ate the DELICIOUS FISH, honestly it was really good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a blast on our trip and can't wait for the next one. It was an awesome and much needed getaway. We love traveling with each other and love that we are both lame and would rather sleep than go to some shows. haha. Thanks for reading my long post. Pictures are to come shortly. &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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-3173810447267208872?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/3173810447267208872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=3173810447267208872' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3173810447267208872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3173810447267208872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahoy-im-sailor-i-sail.html' title='Ahoy! I&apos;m a sailor, I sail!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8qO2UC0iI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Rwo3pp_t55w/s72-c/126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-965650096558363048</id><published>2009-05-29T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:40:32.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP! I'm trapped!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;AH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am trapped in my apartment.  Why, you ask? Because, lurking in the just above the door of my apartment ( on the outside, luckily) is a GINORMOUS spider! I found in on my way back in from taking out the garbage.  Now my eyesight is not that great so it I first saw it I had to squint and get a little closer to make sure what it was.  As soon as I knew a gasp escaped my mouth and panic rushed through my body and I ran inside my house. I even locked the door, and laughed after I did it, thinking how dumb I must look.  Immediately I text my husband at work, and told him of my dilema.  He is not very interested in my problem.  He told me to be brave and go kill it.  WELL, that is NOT going to happen!  So as of right now I am in a cleaning frenzie to make sure that it, nor any of it's friends make it into my house, and listening to the calming effects of Enya.  So go ahead, laugh all you want.  But for those of you with a fear of spiders, I know you feel my pain.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-965650096558363048?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/965650096558363048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=965650096558363048' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/965650096558363048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/965650096558363048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/05/help-im-trapped.html' title='HELP! I&apos;m trapped!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-8645327983279122202</id><published>2009-05-26T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:49:52.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emergency Preparedness</title><content type='html'>I don't know about the rest of you, but ever since the day we  said, " I do,".  I have had a worry tabout the phrase, " I don't."   Pertaining to the topic of our emergency preparedness.  I have had my mother nagging me about getting on it, but I have been really relaxed on the idea.  I kept saying, I don't have the room for food storage, or I don't have the money for food storage, or I don't have the time to put it together. &lt;br /&gt;But what happens if disaster strikes and suddenly I don't have food, or I don't have money, what happens when I have no one to lean on for help, and I don't have anyone to blame but myself.  This thought has been in the back of my head for a while, but I still pushed it aside, saying that I don't have the room. &lt;br /&gt;That is until now.  I ran across a nice, and helpful blog tonight. Safelygatheredin.blogspot.com.&lt;br /&gt;It is an awesome site dedicated to helping us get prepared.  I have spent the last hour reading up on it, and getting really excited about getting our family more prepared.  It will be a long, on-going project, but I think I am ready to tackle it.  I am actually really excited about it.  I just wanted to share the site with you in case any of you are in the same boat as me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-8645327983279122202?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/8645327983279122202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=8645327983279122202' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8645327983279122202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8645327983279122202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/05/emergency-preparedness.html' title='Emergency Preparedness'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-3800155375142334107</id><published>2009-05-21T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T13:17:26.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TICK TOCK TICK TOCK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever noticed how slow the clock goes, especially when you want it to go faster?  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah I am at that moment right now.  I so don't want to be at work right now.  I'm dreaming of so many other places that I would rather be right now!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-3800155375142334107?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/3800155375142334107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=3800155375142334107' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3800155375142334107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3800155375142334107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/05/tick-tock-tick-tock.html' title='TICK TOCK TICK TOCK'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-2164737377459878725</id><published>2009-05-14T10:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:10:53.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SgxYeGHVHoI/AAAAAAAAADc/n-kYInuknTg/s1600-h/court.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335736932587871874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SgxYeGHVHoI/AAAAAAAAADc/n-kYInuknTg/s320/court.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE both of my sisters so much.  Each of them is so special and bring so much to my life. For those of you that know them, I am sure you love them too.  With Aly getting older we have become so much closer and I love it. She is one of my best friends, and is such an amazing person. You would be very lucky to know her. She has an amazing spirit and is really funny. She is very smart too, she just doesn't really know it yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Courtney is probably the funniest person I know.  At only 11 years old she acts so much older, she can always bring me and Conor to laughter and her stories are always outrageous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But lately Courtney hasn't really been herself.  Over the last 3 months, she has had a terrible pain in in side and stomach, she has undergone many tests and procedures and seen mulitple doctors.  We have no answers.  She has good days and bad days.  She has missed a lot of school and is sad for not getting to play with her friends as much. On days that she is feeling better she gets to play a little, but then will feel much much worse the next day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is so sad for me to see this little vibrant girl, not acting like her fun self.  I am sure that soon enough we will be able to find what is wrong with her, and help her to get better.  I just ask that you will include her in your prayers, that our Heavenly Father will watch over her and let her know that he is aware of her pain.  It is frustrating to not have any answers but I have faith to know that He is aware of us, and that he loves us.  I'll keep updating, but now that your prayers and faith are deeply appreciated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANKS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-2164737377459878725?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/2164737377459878725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=2164737377459878725' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2164737377459878725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2164737377459878725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/05/sisters.html' title='Sisters'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SgxYeGHVHoI/AAAAAAAAADc/n-kYInuknTg/s72-c/court.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-2352892933362617472</id><published>2009-05-01T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T11:41:48.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overcome with Gratitude!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--I36Ew4vbqs/Tc7MrFfhFaI/AAAAAAAAAa0/HEAiEkpxn-0/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606643626703656354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--I36Ew4vbqs/Tc7MrFfhFaI/AAAAAAAAAa0/HEAiEkpxn-0/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THE COUCH WHERE WE HAD OUR FIRST KISS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoYHTfiTKFQ/Tc7MqysTzhI/AAAAAAAAAas/litZMf5xirE/s1600/173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606643621657038354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoYHTfiTKFQ/Tc7MqysTzhI/AAAAAAAAAas/litZMf5xirE/s320/173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MY ADORABLE HUSBAND! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I feel like lately I have had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;monster, (jealousy) sitting on my shoulder, it is easy for me to become envious of other's possesions or seemingly effortless life. So I am taking this time to make my list of things that I am grateful for.&lt;br /&gt;First and most important is the love of my life, Conor. Who is not with me right now because he is working at a job he hates trying each day to get through it to make a better life for us. I cannot express in words how much he means to me. He is the most &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amazing person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I have ever met. I never thought I would find someone to look past all of my flaws and love me just the way I am. He always knows how to cheer to up and he is always treating me like a princess. I am so happy that we have found each other.&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy for our small apartment. I love that it is our first place together and where we fell in love. It is also where we had our first kiss. While I often complain that it is so little, and has no storage space.&lt;strong&gt; I LOVE OUR LITTLE PLACE.&lt;/strong&gt; We already have so many memories here, and even though it is sweltering hot in the summer, I will be a little sad when we grow out of it.&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful that we don't have a tub, dishwasher, or washing machine......WHAT!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it makes me appreciate what I did have, and look forward to a time when I will have them again. Like the old saying, you never know how much you love someone ( or something ) until it is gone. This is true, but I am happy to go without them, to be able to fully appreciate them. A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIG SHOUTOUT TO JOSEPHINE COCHRAN: INVENTOR OF THE DISHWASHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ( of course it was a woman!)&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for mine and my husbands jobs. Especially now, I have had people close to me get laid off, paycuts, and other troubles. Although they may cause us some stress sometimes, I know we would be a lot more stressed out without them!&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for my testimony and for the example my husband is to me. I am happy to have him as a priesthood holder in our home, he teachs me so much everyday and I love it so much!&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for the sun and for the flowers that are coming out, those always seem to brighten my day.&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for all my friends ( who I rarely see anymore it feels like), Youe have all been amazing examples to me. It is so exciting to see us all growing up and becoming wives and mothers. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;SHOUTOUT TO YOU GUYS, YOU HAVE ALL TAUGHT ME SO MUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have so much more to be grateful for but I don't want to list them all for you, as you might get bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for reading my little schpill ( yep, that's how you spell it!)&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/8670094542173224287-2352892933362617472?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/2352892933362617472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=2352892933362617472' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2352892933362617472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2352892933362617472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/05/overcome-with-gratitude.html' title='Overcome with Gratitude!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--I36Ew4vbqs/Tc7MrFfhFaI/AAAAAAAAAa0/HEAiEkpxn-0/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-8862994967442995840</id><published>2009-04-27T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T17:12:09.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SWINE FLU</title><content type='html'>So, this whole &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;swine flu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thing better get taken care of....and PRONTO!&lt;br /&gt;Not that I am worried about catching some pig virus, but we have a trip planned to &lt;strong&gt;Mexico&lt;/strong&gt; in about 35 days.  So Health officials ( because lots of health officials read my blog,) you have about one month to get this "outbreak" or "crisis" under control.  I have been looking forward to this vacation and nothing is going to stand in my way!  Plus I am pretty sure that our stuff is non refundable.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;URGH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I don't even like pork!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-8862994967442995840?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/8862994967442995840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=8862994967442995840' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8862994967442995840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/8862994967442995840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/04/swine-flu.html' title='SWINE FLU'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-2095548502043431185</id><published>2009-04-27T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T11:36:04.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're so Sophisticated</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2EfyQfcxu1E/Tc7LjXFqLxI/AAAAAAAAAak/_BgetrMeeqA/s1600/341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606642394476457746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2EfyQfcxu1E/Tc7LjXFqLxI/AAAAAAAAAak/_BgetrMeeqA/s320/341.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, it's true. The &lt;strong&gt;Larson's &lt;/strong&gt;are sophisticated. Two weeks ago we put on our artistic eyes and went to the galleries at the Salt Lake Art Center. There were two galleries on display. One was really weird and we didn't get it at all. The other gallery was paintings done by artists who are all legally blind! It was crazy, but the pictures were pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then last weekend we attened the Symphony. Conor got us seats that were really close and center. I couldn't take my eyes off of this old man playing the violin, he was slouched in this seat and looked like he was asleep, but his little bow kept moving and making music.....It was crazy! I am amazed at how talented they all were. I could never imagine being able to make music like that. Conor was amazed at how sweaty the Conductor was after the performance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So that is that, the Larson's are sophisticated now. We are probably going to start sculpting things and writing plays now....it just seems like the next logical step. :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-2095548502043431185?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/2095548502043431185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=2095548502043431185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2095548502043431185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/2095548502043431185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/04/were-so-sophisticated.html' title='We&apos;re so Sophisticated'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2EfyQfcxu1E/Tc7LjXFqLxI/AAAAAAAAAak/_BgetrMeeqA/s72-c/341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-307818123434214008</id><published>2009-03-27T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T20:46:01.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cadbury Eggs</title><content type='html'>It's that time of year again, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cadbury Eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are in stock at the stores and Conor and I have discovered a new weakness.  Good thing they are only here in the Spring.  Just in time for swimsuit weather. There goes all of our hard work.&lt;br /&gt;So it's been a while since we last blogged but not much has happened in our life that has been too exciting.  There was an exciting story about me getting into a disagreement with a treadmill.....the treadmill won. It was sad.&lt;br /&gt;So the main reason I am blogging right now is that there is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Boys Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; going on at my house right now. Conor and his friends are enjoying &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;March Madness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and all that comes with it.  Pizza, drinks, treats, and lots of frustrated yelling.  It is a joy. I found out that we were having company and cleaned my house really well before they came over. Not really for the boys but because I can't have a messy house with company. No matter who it is.  I was really pleased though, when they walked in and said that it smelled nice and that they liked how I had decorated the place! &lt;br /&gt;How awesome are these boys?!?! I was very happy that my hard work was noticed.  ( conor always says how nice it is, but it is nice to hear it from others).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week I also added some new little signs with the vinyl saying in our house and I have to say, I quite like them.  I love decorating and I am addicted to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HGTV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I CAN'T wait until I have a house of my own that I can paint the walls!  Oh that will be an awesome, paint smelled filled day!&lt;/div&gt;Well I hope that this will be enough to get everyone through to our next post, which is sure to be very exciting....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-307818123434214008?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/307818123434214008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=307818123434214008' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/307818123434214008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/307818123434214008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/03/cadbury-eggs.html' title='Cadbury Eggs'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-3980575314764929891</id><published>2009-02-28T11:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T11:33:32.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE YEAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JxPfUqBzl5A/Tc7K9RLbfII/AAAAAAAAAac/WX7TGB1Moi4/s1600/ONE.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606641740055018626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JxPfUqBzl5A/Tc7K9RLbfII/AAAAAAAAAac/WX7TGB1Moi4/s320/ONE.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confused by the title? Tomorrow ( or the lack thereof ) marks one year since our first date. It was actually on February 29 2008. So we can't technically celebrate on the day. We can't believe how fast the time went by, it has been such a fun time so far and we are excited to see what the future brings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-3980575314764929891?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/3980575314764929891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=3980575314764929891' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3980575314764929891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/3980575314764929891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-year.html' title='ONE YEAR!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JxPfUqBzl5A/Tc7K9RLbfII/AAAAAAAAAac/WX7TGB1Moi4/s72-c/ONE.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-4527155982725192725</id><published>2009-02-04T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T17:46:11.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SleepWalking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SYpE2t0lGmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/8PvFlHScB1c/s1600-h/sleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299123618358565474" style="WIDTH: 92px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SYpE2t0lGmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/8PvFlHScB1c/s320/sleep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;People say that in your first year of marriage there is a lot of things to get used to, that you grow a lot and that you learn more about you and your spouse. I have found this so far to be true. But the topic in discussion right now is sleeping habits. I was not aware of any of these sleeping issues until now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started out simple enough, I would roll over and smack Conor in the face with my arm, or accidently kick him in the night. In the morning he would make me aware of the nocturnal abuse and I would apolgize. From there it escalated. Soon I was stealing covers and hogging most of the bed, once I am told I even shoved him! I thought the worst was when I began having coughing attacks in the middle of the night, I was so mad to be waking him up, with my coughing. It's bad enough for me, but I hated waking him up to! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure that most if not all of you have been through this kind of thing, but the other night it got worse, much worse........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....apparently I talk in my sleep! Actually yelling would be more acurate. Conor says that in the middle of the night I ripped the covers violently from him and was yelling " GET OUT". He woke me up and asked if I was ok. I looked at him annoyed and said yes....then he told me that I had been yelling. I was so embarassed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well we thought that this was the end of it, but just last night I leaned over kissed him, and told him Happy Birthday. ( it is not his birthday...it was 3 months ago...). He informed me of my actions this morning and I could not stop laughing at myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it looks like Conor married a crazy. He says it's entertaining and told me not to think of myself as crazy....I'm just scared to see what happens next! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-4527155982725192725?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/4527155982725192725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=4527155982725192725' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4527155982725192725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/4527155982725192725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/02/sleepwalking.html' title='SleepWalking'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/SYpE2t0lGmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/8PvFlHScB1c/s72-c/sleep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-1556110938675331795</id><published>2009-01-15T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T11:30:36.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So long 2008!</title><content type='html'>Here is a quick picture recap of 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DATING! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--mKRqNmw8Gs/Tc7JWtTEONI/AAAAAAAAAaU/gDg4U-d2FKU/s1600/147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606639978076715218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--mKRqNmw8Gs/Tc7JWtTEONI/AAAAAAAAAaU/gDg4U-d2FKU/s320/147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KXXyr1bd690/Tc7JWYzXNcI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pSKVKLC8QZ8/s1600/121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606639972575032770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KXXyr1bd690/Tc7JWYzXNcI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pSKVKLC8QZ8/s320/121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TRIP TO LAKE POWELL &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J3Myx4VecbQ/Tc7JWBPNTlI/AAAAAAAAAaE/eeoT3-nO12M/s1600/137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606639966249373266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J3Myx4VecbQ/Tc7JWBPNTlI/AAAAAAAAAaE/eeoT3-nO12M/s320/137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CONOR'S CRUISE WITH HIS FRIENDS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0eZhrREQo20/Tc7I5Z2Cl7I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/5aeXIBZPfw0/s1600/273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606639474638493618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0eZhrREQo20/Tc7I5Z2Cl7I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/5aeXIBZPfw0/s320/273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOUNGING IN HIS ROBE! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Lac1JH7seg/Tc7I4yose-I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/cHyGBf7B-MY/s1600/268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606639464113535970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Lac1JH7seg/Tc7I4yose-I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/cHyGBf7B-MY/s320/268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONEYMOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iSOKFPPMugw/Tc7I44dF2eI/AAAAAAAAAZs/HYkQhz8gd6o/s1600/355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606639465675479522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iSOKFPPMugw/Tc7I44dF2eI/AAAAAAAAAZs/HYkQhz8gd6o/s320/355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOUNGING BY THE POOL ON OUR HONEYMOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mn5-ZrAgVJM/Tc7I4l1VSVI/AAAAAAAAAZk/3kKS6jNSfFg/s1600/357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606639460676880722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mn5-ZrAgVJM/Tc7I4l1VSVI/AAAAAAAAAZk/3kKS6jNSfFg/s320/357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THE CHRISTMAS QUEST FOR THE CHOCOLATE ORANGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M2oeTLXiyjA/Tc7HzkkKc4I/AAAAAAAAAZc/K_5V3m2ktjM/s1600/165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606638274925458306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M2oeTLXiyjA/Tc7HzkkKc4I/AAAAAAAAAZc/K_5V3m2ktjM/s320/165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR FIRST CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BzYAIAjQkoY/Tc7HzZVLWNI/AAAAAAAAAZU/0-4GdZ7nyZY/s1600/158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606638271909812434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BzYAIAjQkoY/Tc7HzZVLWNI/AAAAAAAAAZU/0-4GdZ7nyZY/s320/158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I realize that it has been way too long since our last blog, so I will do my best to catch up. We had a wonderful christmas, it was so special to have our own christmas tree and just to be able to spend the holidays together. It was also awesome to have the time off of work! WE LOVED IT! I think we slept for like 12 hours a day during the holiday. It was lovely. The only thing that we didn't love was everyone that went to see the downtown lights decided to use our street to park on! It was very upsetting.&lt;br /&gt;We also had a good New Years. We didn't do much but have dinner and hang out at my parents house and play rockband. It was fun for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;New Years got me thinking about the past year and how great it was. So here is a quick recap of the year for me and Conor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January&lt;/strong&gt;: I quit my job that I loved at the dental office for some unknown reason and started work at an insurance company in downtown salt lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February&lt;/strong&gt;: the 29th was our first date. It was the &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; first date that I have ever been on! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March&lt;/strong&gt;: 15th was our first kiss, things were starting to move along for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April&lt;/strong&gt;: wasn't technically that exciting of a month, ok it was way exciting. Me and Conor were totally falling in love but didn't know how to tell each other. This left with many late night phone calls ending awkwardly as it was hard to just say goodnight, but to scary to say &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May&lt;/strong&gt;: 7th is the day that I said I love you, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If you know me at all.....that is amazing! Conor was so relieved! It was the best day ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June&lt;/strong&gt;: Conor left me the first week on June to go on a cruise with his friends. ( He already had it planned before we met.) That was the worst week ever! When he got back we put our marriage plans in front of everything else....we knew we &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;couldn't live without eachother! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Conor &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;proposed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to me on Wednesday June 25, at the capitol building. It was the cutest thing ever! I should have known he was doing it that day because of how different he was acting, but I didn't. We had a candle light dessert and talked and then he popped the question! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July&lt;/strong&gt;: Over the 4th I had my wisdom teeth out and Conor spent the holiday taking care of his fat faced fiance'. It was so much fun though to hang out and be taken care of by him. I knew I had myself a good one. Over the 24th we went to Lake Powell, that was an &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;adventure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The first night we got there we found out we were sleeping in the back of the truck on an air mattress. That was all fun and games until the air mattress starting deflating and it was hotter than hell. So we decided to sleep in the boat....not much better. We had a lot of fun out on the water, but it was so hot and uncomfortable at night that we ended up leaving a day early! Then I found a "shortcut" on the map, which took us through Zion National Park.....it cost $25 and about 1 1/2 more time. SORRY CONOR! I thought it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August&lt;/strong&gt;: Ah, the month we should have got married! By this time we were so excited to get married that we just wanted to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;elope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! We wanted to move it up to September, but it just seemed impossible and we couldn't have it any other time in October because all my friends were getting married and taking up all the other days! So we stayed patient and just kept planning. We got our engagments this month, and I love how they turned out. I'll post a few that I have altered a little bit. We also went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Brian Reagan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at Thanksgiving point. Conor got us tickets for my birthday....it was so funny, good thing we were already sitting on the ground or I would have fallen off my seat laughing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September&lt;/strong&gt;: was mainly full of wedding showers and more planning and anticipation. Basically I just wanted to skip straight over september. I started my new job at Bountiful Family HealthCare, so that got my mind a little distracted! Conor was sad to see me go, but we both knew it would be good for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OCTOBER&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Finally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We were married on the 23rd and couldn't have asked for a more beautiful day! I still can't believe that it is already done and gone! CRAZY! We spent our honeymoon in St George and Las Vegas at a &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beautiful resort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It was so hard to come back to real life, but so wonderful at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Conor turned 24! Pretty much that and an awesome Thanksgiving is all we have to report for this month. haha.&lt;br /&gt;December: I kind of already went over this so, if you want more.....that is just too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, 2008 was a really great year and I can't wait for what 2009 brings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8670094542173224287-1556110938675331795?l=jessieandconor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/feeds/1556110938675331795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8670094542173224287&amp;postID=1556110938675331795' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/1556110938675331795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8670094542173224287/posts/default/1556110938675331795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessieandconor.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-long-2008.html' title='So long 2008!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WzmsvcSsb4U/Si8q3tPrbiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/beZ1gGp_LTo/S220/084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--mKRqNmw8Gs/Tc7JWtTEONI/AAAAAAAAAaU/gDg4U-d2FKU/s72-c/147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8670094542173224287.post-5464445403091617225</id><published>2008-12-16T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:51:12.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Trainer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;One of my dear sweet husband's favorite activities is working out and lifting weights.  He has decided to include me in this.  We thought it would be a good idea, because that way we could spend some more time together as well as doing something healthy and productive.  I am lazy by nature and it took me a while to be conned into this.  About two weeks ago, I was feeling proactive and decided to try it out.  So I went online and got myself a free pass to the gym for 7 days.  The first day went pretty good, until I woke up the next morning. I arms and chest were so sore.  ( it's been a while....) .  I knew it was just because my body wasn't used to lifting ( especially that much).  So I kept up the good attitude and went again that night.  My personal trainer who happens to be my husband, ( he is not really a trainer but my self appointed one.)  decided that this day we would work on our legs.  Let me tell you, that by the end of that, my legs had a new enemy.  The next morning I could barely walk. I kept telling my husband that he over estimated my ability.  His response was.....it is 90% mental, you can do it.  I did accomplish everything he told me to do, cause I didn't want him to think that he married a little wimp girl.  Somehow after this incident I was talked into getting an actual pass!!!!  I know that it is good for me and he is the motivation I need.  Also now it is a monthly expense and I hate wasting money!  I am excited to get stronger and and leaner hopefully!  So a shout out to my husband for getting me off my lazy bum!! haha.  Good thing we got DVR though, or this never would have been ok! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width
