<?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-5305264927404717904</id><updated>2011-11-27T18:23:01.815-05:00</updated><category term='cousins'/><category term='Summer'/><category term='housekeeping'/><category term='Summer Activities'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='goodbyes'/><category term='organization'/><category term='Family'/><category term='beach'/><category term='obx'/><title type='text'>The Daily Balance</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-5281420877384329981</id><published>2011-03-14T09:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T09:35:28.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectations</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:17.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I just got home from the Hearts at Home conference last night.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is the third year I have come home from the conference.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I always have a great time, learning how to be a better wife, mother and Christian.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am super excited to come home to my husband and 3 kids and start implementing the new things I have learned.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to spend more time with the kids and enjoy them where they are at and I find myself constantly daydreaming about my husband.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On the way home from the conference I talk to the other women about what we learned while we were away and what we are excited to share when we get home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:17.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This year I arrived home at dinner time and I knew I wouldn't have the chance to really talk to my husband until after the kids were in bed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was excited about this, thinking that I would come home and all the kids would run out to greet me, and my husband would help me carry my bags in and we would go through the run down of what they did over the weekend.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I envisioned at least one hug and maybe a kiss from my husband and then later a candlelit bedroom followed by some great sex.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is what I daydream about on the way home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:17.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When I pull into the driveway I get a few butterflies in my stomach.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am excited to be here.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I pull into the garage slowly, taking my time to get my purse and a few other scattered items in the front seat of the van, giving them time to realize I am home and make their way out to greet me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is where the disappointment begins.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Chloe makes her way to the garage yelling "mommy! mommy!"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hug her and wait for the others to arrive, but they don't come.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"How did you know I was home?", I ask Chloe.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She tells me that daddy told her. Hmm.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is interesting.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I get all my stuff from the back of the van and carry them into the house.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hang up my coat and my keys, take off my shoes and still, Chloe is the only one there to greet me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I go into the kitchen to find Collin still eating his dinner at the table as he says "Did you buy Claire a present while you were gone?"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am confused by the question but realize that they must have thought I would buy Claire a birthday gift while I was gone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"No, No, I didn't get her anything."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He goes back to eating.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the meantime Joel is cleaning something up in the kitchen.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He glances over and says a casual "hi"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and goes back to cleaning up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I unload my stuff and unsuccessfully look around for something to eat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:17.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am suddenly feeling very greasy and unattractive from the long drive home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Claire is not here, Joel is supposed to pick her up from the school in 15 minutes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Joel tells me he wants me to hear a new song.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I sit down to listen to it and can't concentrate.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The whole time I am thinking that I just want to leave and come home expecting nothing from them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then I wouldn't feel so let down.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Didn't they miss me at all?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then I start noticing the new boxes on the counter labeled "Homework papers" and School Papers"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am instantly offended.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What is wrong with the box I use for school papers?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why would we need a box for homework?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They do it and take it back to school.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Apparently my system doesn't work and they were waiting for me to leave so they could change it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I notice a few other things missing from my kitchen and decide to take a shower and pray about my slowly budding anger.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I come out of the shower only to find that there are no clean towels.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I left a basket of clean towels in the middle of the floor ready to be folded and put away right before I left.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I use a dirty towel.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I come downstairs and find the towel basket in the corner of the room still unfolded.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am so glad I tried to finish all the laundry before I left.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I suddenly feel the urge to fold the laundry and actually put it away.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I am doing that Joel comes in and says something to me and asks me if I am in a bad mood or something.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Me?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course not.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I simply say no.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I close my eyes and pray that I can let this go and try to have an enjoyable evening together.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I find some food and come to the family room and Joel is watching tv.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Really?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;TV?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is watching a show I care absolutely nothing about.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I decide to check my email.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He comes in a few times to see what I am doing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is probably annnoyed that I am on the computer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:17.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I decide to try to make the most of it and get over what I am feeling.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe we can still make it to the great sex.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We get the kids in bed and I suggest watching a show together.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Joel makes popcorn and we sit on the couch together.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Collin won't go to bed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At this point, I just want him to get some sleep.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I tell him he can sleep on our floor, thinking we could move him when we come up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, we didn't move him and we didn't have any kind of sex at all.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh well.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe tomorrow night.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Monday morning.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Getting the kids off to school I get their backpacks ready.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I go through the new boxes of homework and school papers and ask why Joel wants to keep all the worksheets that I normally throw away as soon as the kids come home from school.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am getting annoyed again.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My system doesn't work for him, for some reason.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I try to let it go and make the kid's lunches.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I am loading up their book bags, I notice that a lot of my magazines are missing from the table in the hallway.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can feel my heart beating faster.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;don't think I can let this go.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The kids are all ready for school and Joel comes downstairs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I casually ask him what happened to my magazines.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He says he got rid of a bunch of them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That was it, the last straw.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don't want to yell at Joel in front of the kids, but I do, and I cry.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:17.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Why does he always feel the need to change everything when I am gone and throw MY stuff away?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I made an extra effort the leave a clean house, no dirty dishes and no dirty clothes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This must not have been good enough, because he couldn't wait to go through my magazines and throw them away.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How is it he couldn't fold the basket of towels and put them away, but he could go through my magazines and buy and label containers for the kids school papers?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I feel like a failure and wish I hadn't come home at all.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Joel dumped out the papers from his containers and took them away and brought my magazines back into the house from the trash.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:17.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am just sitting here thinking about what to do next.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do I apologize?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For what?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He will never apologize.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My stubborn heart doesn't want to apologize or forgive him if he won't admit he did anything wrong.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I do want to have a healthy marriage and I do want to have great sex tonight!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I realize that this is what happens every time I come home from the conference.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am going to take time to pray today and ask God to heal my stubborn heart that is hurt from unmet expectations and unexpected changes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love my family and that is why I went to the conference.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wonder if this happens to anyone else when they come home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:10.0pt;color:gray"&gt;Monday, March 14, 2011&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:Calibri;font-size:10.0pt;color:gray"&gt;7:48 AM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-5281420877384329981?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/5281420877384329981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=5281420877384329981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5281420877384329981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5281420877384329981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2011/03/expectations.html' title='Expectations'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-7078178851196301837</id><published>2009-02-27T07:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T07:44:44.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My apologies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it sees that since a little before Christmas I have been shirking my responsibilities as a blogger. My apologies to all of my readers! With taking the kids to preschool 3 days a week and running MOPS, I just don't have as much time to come up with blog posts! I will try to do better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307456756391431922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SaffzMF1TvI/AAAAAAAAAnk/BPf5kay9eH8/s400/P1040067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                                        House for Sale by Owner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have also been getting our house ready to sell. We found out around Christmas that we will be moving in April. The farm had the opportunity to buy a farm that already rent, but it came with a house. They wouldn't negotiate that. So, I told Joel we should take a look at it. It is about 5 miles closer to town and I thought it would be great for the kids to live on a farm- since Joel is a farmer. Hmmm. So anyway- we loved the house. It is bigger than ours and we will be saving money. The downside, an older house needs more upkeep. I am up to it. I am also going to try raising some chickens. The property has several barns and a chicken coop. An exciting venture for me. Now I just have to talk Joel into getting a horse! :)  We are all excited about the upcoming move!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307456747863919362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SaffysUtywI/AAAAAAAAAnc/Fv1WHzUcNqk/s400/P1030937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                        Our new house!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-7078178851196301837?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/7078178851196301837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=7078178851196301837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/7078178851196301837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/7078178851196301837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-apologies.html' title='My apologies'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SaffzMF1TvI/AAAAAAAAAnk/BPf5kay9eH8/s72-c/P1040067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-8697903055456155673</id><published>2008-12-10T16:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:32:39.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How time flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SUA0mB0xEcI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Zza7YoXUWhc/s1600-h/P1030623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278276591207649730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SUA0mB0xEcI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Zza7YoXUWhc/s400/P1030623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few weeks ago we were able to go the Columbus Zoo for the Zoolights opening. It was a very cold night and the snow was blowing hard. Once we made it into the zoo, I had to buy a hat.  I was suprised at how much it really helped to keep me warm.  All these years I thought my hair would keep me warm.  The snow stopped blowing as hard and we had an enjoyable time.  They had a light show set to music around the lake every 30 mintues.  They also had free cookies and hot chocolate for the members.  Claire didn't get to have any- but she handled it pretty well.  We hope to make it out again before the season is over.  Maybe we will try ice-skating!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notice the kids scarves- I made them.  I am so proud.  I discovered a way to make them without crocheting or knitting!  I simply tied knots.  Thanks Martha Stewart!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-8697903055456155673?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/8697903055456155673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=8697903055456155673&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8697903055456155673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8697903055456155673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-time-flies.html' title='How time flies'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SUA0mB0xEcI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Zza7YoXUWhc/s72-c/P1030623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-2714985489023387617</id><published>2008-10-13T08:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:00:24.975-04:00</updated><title type='text'>October Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SPNAKvlHHsI/AAAAAAAAAj8/fPbYesgZeFU/s1600-h/P1030266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256615743386492610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SPNAKvlHHsI/AAAAAAAAAj8/fPbYesgZeFU/s400/P1030266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Thursday we headed down to Delaware with our playgroup to a pumpkin patch. The kids had a nice time. They were able to pet and feed the goats and shop for some fantastic pumpkins. Chloe filled up a wagon with about 15 mini pumpkins. We only kept 3 and put the rest back. I ended up getting some mums and several different types of pumpkins to decorate our house. Collin, of course, loves the white pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256621156357643650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SPNFF0eAHYI/AAAAAAAAAkc/bE6gwJvSku8/s400/P1030329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Saturday was the last day for Soccer. I am so glad! We still have 2 awards ceremonies this week, but I am glad to have the busyness over. Collin did well this year. He attended his practices and games and seemed to enjoy them. He didn't talk to anyone and actually a girl at the playground was trying to talk to him yesterday and he just stared at her. I felt bad for him and for her! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256621149617641490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SPNFFbXD2BI/AAAAAAAAAkU/iTsE9CgKb0M/s400/P1030339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256621143011639746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SPNFFCwEQcI/AAAAAAAAAkM/XGWo5uDwfeE/s400/P1030315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claire has improved her game a lot this year. She played on a bigger field and a larger team. At her last game I noticed she was running very fast. She got in there and kicked the ball a few times. Her team consisted of 1st-3rd graders, so she was one of the smaller ones on the team. She has spent all weekend running very fast. She says it is because she has been eating mango for breakfast. Hmmm... I wish it worked for me!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256621145886135202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SPNFFNdZk6I/AAAAAAAAAkE/TiDNWED2tEw/s400/P1030289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the best year for soccer so far!  We really liked both of our coaches.  Collin really got the best coach for him.  God must have had something to do with that.  :)  Claire's coach was a woman and she was great too.  She really seemed to know a lot about soccer.  We'll see if we do this again next year.  It is hard to have practices on 2 different nights.  Chloe will probably want to play next year too.  I am getting tired just thinking about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-2714985489023387617?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/2714985489023387617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=2714985489023387617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2714985489023387617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2714985489023387617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-fun.html' title='October Fun'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SPNAKvlHHsI/AAAAAAAAAj8/fPbYesgZeFU/s72-c/P1030266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-2874195715427131783</id><published>2008-09-22T08:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T08:46:00.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SNeQ1N82u4I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/4q_wFaQhEdU/s1600-h/P1030114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248823134675975042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SNeQ1N82u4I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/4q_wFaQhEdU/s400/P1030114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday we went hiking at a Nature Preserve near our house. It was pretty nice. There is a trail that is a little over a mile long. We came along this tree that had apparently been knocked down by the wind storm last week. Joel couldn't believe how big the root system was. The kids called it a wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248824936597443426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SNeSeGoaU2I/AAAAAAAAAjY/q1RC3nFYOYg/s400/P1030119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Collin had so much fun. He was the leader of our hike. He would often run off ahead of the rest of us. Chloe and I hung toward the back because she kept saying she was scared. I don't know why- she kept saying the woods were scary and every time we heard a woodpecker or something, she would cling to me. Silliness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248824943079624930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SNeSeex4kOI/AAAAAAAAAjg/sEMU4CQmOi0/s400/P1030135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was able to get a lot of cute shots of Chloe though since we were at the back of the pack. Collin also filled his pockets with acorns. It doesn't take much to make him happy. (at least while we were there) I don't think it was what the kids expected when I said we were going to take them to a park. There wasn't a playground- just nature. They enjoyed themselves. It is fun to be able to go on outings and not worry about a stroller anymore! Next stop- DisneyWorld~ I wish! :)&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/5305264927404717904-2874195715427131783?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/2874195715427131783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=2874195715427131783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2874195715427131783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2874195715427131783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/09/hiking-day.html' title='Hiking Day'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SNeQ1N82u4I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/4q_wFaQhEdU/s72-c/P1030114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-4862698106713907417</id><published>2008-09-11T11:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T12:59:23.061-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready For MOPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SMlOR_BOx9I/AAAAAAAAAjI/_6a0xS631ng/s1600-h/P1030069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244809311930992594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SMlOR_BOx9I/AAAAAAAAAjI/_6a0xS631ng/s400/P1030069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have spent the last few weeks gearing up for the upcoming MOPS year. Our group hosted a table at Saturday in the Park, a family festival at a local park, we walked in the Marion Popcorn Parade, and tomorrow we will be holding a Drive Thru registration for new moms. Saturday we will be having a training for our discussion group leaders. I will be glad to just get into a normal routine. We officially start next Friday, the 19th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244791555275428770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SMk-IaUpE6I/AAAAAAAAAjA/tf_U4TEWTWU/s400/P1030070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was very hot at Saturday in the Park, but we made a few contacts. We decorated our strollers and wagons and walked in the parade. I don't know what happened, but we were inbetween to trucks full of high schoolers. I seriously was walking as fast as I could and couldn't keep up. Eventually someone on a golf cart came and told us to step aside. How embarassing. Anyway- we finished the parade walking as fast as we could. I have gotten a few calls from people who saw us in the parade, but next year- we will be riding in a float. No more of this walking stuff. What were we thinking!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Collin will be starting pre-school at the YMCA on Monday. We will be going over tomorrow to take a tour and maybe swim so he can feel comfortable there. Sunday we will go to meet his teacher one on one and we will arrive early on Monday morning so he is the first one there. I think it will all go well. He is excited for it. I will keep you updated on his progress. My hope is that he makes some friends that he will just be himself with. &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/5305264927404717904-4862698106713907417?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/4862698106713907417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=4862698106713907417&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4862698106713907417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4862698106713907417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/09/getting-ready-for-mops.html' title='Getting Ready For MOPS'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SMlOR_BOx9I/AAAAAAAAAjI/_6a0xS631ng/s72-c/P1030069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-3269836638966960959</id><published>2008-08-25T07:56:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T09:22:22.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SLKq2kDsWNI/AAAAAAAAAfY/SvpkaqvpERc/s1600-h/P1020938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238437170954131666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SLKq2kDsWNI/AAAAAAAAAfY/SvpkaqvpERc/s400/P1020938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claire started school last Thursday. I can't believe it. She seems to like her teacher and is making some new friends in her class this year. From what I can tell, she still plays with a lot of the same girls from last year at recess. She is growing up so fast. Unfortunately the hot weather last week hasn't helped Claire's asthma. She has needed breathing treatments everyday and we are trying to stay on top of it so she doesn't miss as much school as last year. Thank the Lord this week the weather will be cooler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claire and Collin both had their first soccer games on Saturday. Joel and I both like their coaches this year. Claire is on a team with all girls, which is good, but they are from 1st-3rd grade. So, some of the girls are a lot better than the others. They are learning the positions now and playing on a bigger field.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238439914504370482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SLKtWQlCuTI/AAAAAAAAAfo/59f0uZa88mE/s400/P1020965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Collin's team is called the Cowboys although there are more girls than boys on his team. He hasn't complained and has seemed to enjoy going to practice and his first game. He really likes the stars they hand out and the bible verse card at practice. I think it makes him feel special. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238443346441560578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SLKweBioYgI/AAAAAAAAAfw/JcXCr3FF0vU/s400/P1020944.JPG" border="0" /&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/5305264927404717904-3269836638966960959?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/3269836638966960959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=3269836638966960959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/3269836638966960959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/3269836638966960959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SLKq2kDsWNI/AAAAAAAAAfY/SvpkaqvpERc/s72-c/P1020938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-6693865814911788457</id><published>2008-08-23T07:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T07:25:18.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Ivan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SK_yar9iCLI/AAAAAAAAAW4/iKa0IsbKJjo/s1600-h/P1020906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237671431946504370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SK_yar9iCLI/AAAAAAAAAW4/iKa0IsbKJjo/s400/P1020906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sorry it has been so long between posts. The LCD screen on my camera suddenly stopped working, but I recently discovered it can still take pictures.  I can't see what I am taking a picture of, but it still works.  The other day I left my camera at my father in laws house.  When I went the next day to get it, I discovered I didn't just leave it there, I left it outside on a chair at the pool.  Real smart.  Anyway, I picked it up and turned it on and the LCD screen was working again.  It seems so come and go right now.  There must be something loose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to introduce Ivan.  The newest member of our family.  He is a cute little kitten we have had for about a month now.  We kept him in the screened in porch for a couple of weeks, but now he is outside.  He still stays very close to the house and can't wait to play with the kids.  He is a great little kitty.  The kids love him very much.  He's growing on me.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-6693865814911788457?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/6693865814911788457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=6693865814911788457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/6693865814911788457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/6693865814911788457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/08/meet-ivan.html' title='Meet Ivan'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SK_yar9iCLI/AAAAAAAAAW4/iKa0IsbKJjo/s72-c/P1020906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1883613588688037911</id><published>2008-08-15T23:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T23:53:16.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>David Lee Roth </title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/nlgE5TKXWsA' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/nlgE5TKXWsA'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I haven't had much to post about lately and my camera is giving me some problems.  :(  So, I am posting this great YouTube video- actually a vocal track that we have all gotten a few laughs from.  Pretty funny stuff.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-1883613588688037911?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1883613588688037911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1883613588688037911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1883613588688037911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1883613588688037911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/08/david-lee-roth.html' title='David Lee Roth '/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-8724770338234030824</id><published>2008-07-22T09:17:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:38.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Trip</title><content type='html'>We took our much anticipated little trip this weekend. First, we headed down to Vandalia for the Dayton Air Show. We left Saturday night and stayed over in a hotel that I had booked through Priceline.com. We have always had great luck with Priceline. Well. This time, not so much. I knew when I walked into the lobby to check-in that it wasn't going to be good. It smelled bad and they didn't even need my credit card to check me in. Hmmm. We got up to our room, not smelling so good either and discovered that we had the king size bed instead of the 2 doubles. That would have been great if it had been just Joel and I. It all worked out, but it was hard for me to suck it up and pretend to be having fun. The kids still loved it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got up the next morning and I asked Joel if we could please go to another hotel the next night. (we had already paid for 2 nights) He answered an adamant 'no way'. He was right. I was willing to pay another $100 bucks for a nicer place though. Someone had to be rational!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225829989387699794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SIXgsA4JhlI/AAAAAAAAAWA/L1GPlnpz-Nk/s400/P1020796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed to the Air Show. As we were walking into the Air Show, Claire was constantly whining and crying and saying her tummy hurt etc... We ended up stopping by the first aid tent before we had even found our seats! She was okay- it was just good to know that there wasn't something going on- with her asthma and stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We found some seats and then we went to check out the static planes. Collin loved being able to climb into the planes. It was pretty fun. At this point the kids thought it was cool. The actual show didn't begin for another hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We picked up our free hotdogs and pepsi and headed back to our seats. The show was finally beginning. We watched the parachuters and the American Flag come down. Then the kids were getting antsy. It wasn't even noon yet! We went to the kids hangar and got the kids faces painted. That helped for a little while. Joel was enjoying the Air Show as all this was going on. I really tried not to complain since technically this was my birthday gift to Joel. We went to the Air Show together in 1998. That was the last time Joel had been. He loves it. He will watch a video he made from like 1992 or something. It is pretty boring to me. Not like being there in person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225831963015898258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SIXie5Nx5JI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-EFsS0Xjs3o/s400/P1020832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claire and Chloe were tired and they actually slept for a couple of hours! Every time a jet would come by, Chloe would cover her ears, even though she was asleep. It was quite funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225833810522466978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SIXkKbtq6qI/AAAAAAAAAWY/VqsxKyj1nZ0/s400/P1020838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The highlight of the show was the Raptor. Joel was excited when he found out that it was going to be there. It was pretty cool. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225833802334559170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SIXkJ9NhW8I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/omoJ0-dmZhQ/s400/P1020825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day we headed down to the Creation Museum. At least this was going to be indoors! It was pretty neat. The kids probably headed through the walk-through part a little faster than Joel would have liked, but it was all good. After we made it through 2 shows and a mini show and the walk-through the kids wanted to go walking outside. There were several suspension bridges and a botanical garden along with a petting zoo. But, man, was it hot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225835338046425954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SIXljWLwy2I/AAAAAAAAAWg/E8l6RpO6daE/s400/P1020867.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225837087716384978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SIXnJMNloNI/AAAAAAAAAWo/QTq9OEX8CS4/s400/P1020895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225837094878459170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SIXnJm5KNSI/AAAAAAAAAWw/bD9iJgeUQeQ/s400/P1020857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we left the museum we stopped at IKEA on the way home. Joel wasn't as impressed as I wished he would have been. He did find some things he liked though. We though the kids would have konked out on the way home, but they didn't. They actually were very wound up and LOUD the whole way home. I could hardly think. It was nice to finally get home to our beds and some peace and quiet. &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/5305264927404717904-8724770338234030824?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/8724770338234030824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=8724770338234030824&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8724770338234030824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8724770338234030824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-little-trip.html' title='Our Little Trip'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SIXgsA4JhlI/AAAAAAAAAWA/L1GPlnpz-Nk/s72-c/P1020796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1353376144608678955</id><published>2008-07-11T18:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:39.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SHfe5ZgXzyI/AAAAAAAAAVw/inKE8_Ub4MM/s1600-h/P1020733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221887370639953698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SHfe5ZgXzyI/AAAAAAAAAVw/inKE8_Ub4MM/s400/P1020733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My roommate from 1994 came to visit on Wednesday. They currently live in Texas and we haven't seen each other for 3 years! We both have new children we have never met. They were able to come visit us at our house which is such an honor to me! I was in her wedding 12 years ago.  Man, it really seems like I am getting old!  I am trying to talk Joel into a trip to Texas next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221887933631979218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SHffaK0IXtI/AAAAAAAAAV4/FCoXEPe9jaY/s400/P1020725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids really seemed to get along as well.  Alana and Claire are both the same age and Lucas and Collin are the same age.  They are definitely taller than my kids, but they owe that to their dad!  We were able to meet them at the zoo on Thursday morning to spend a little more time with them.  &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/5305264927404717904-1353376144608678955?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1353376144608678955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1353376144608678955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1353376144608678955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1353376144608678955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-friends.html' title='Good Friends'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SHfe5ZgXzyI/AAAAAAAAAVw/inKE8_Ub4MM/s72-c/P1020733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1747127637175591506</id><published>2008-07-08T08:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:39.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Strawberries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SHNYFf00YWI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/C4brzEN9TT4/s1600-h/P1020706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220613244518162786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SHNYFf00YWI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/C4brzEN9TT4/s400/P1020706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went strawberry picking a few weeks ago. It was my first time. Man, they were good. They were the best I have ever had. I was pretty sore too from picking them. It was good exercise. I froze some and then I made some freezer jam with some friends. Again- another first for me. That was delicious as well. I think it will be a tradition now. It tasted so fresh. It is almost gone already.  Next is blueberry picking.  Anybody have any blueberry recipes?&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/5305264927404717904-1747127637175591506?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1747127637175591506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1747127637175591506&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1747127637175591506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1747127637175591506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/07/fresh-strawberries.html' title='Fresh Strawberries'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SHNYFf00YWI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/C4brzEN9TT4/s72-c/P1020706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-7344906722222436665</id><published>2008-07-04T07:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:39.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SG4L0Jlg_2I/AAAAAAAAAU4/oYLKsyTOzKI/s1600-h/P1020692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219122008723357538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SG4L0Jlg_2I/AAAAAAAAAU4/oYLKsyTOzKI/s400/P1020692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the last minute, I decided to send Claire and Chloe to princess camp a few weeks ago. It was for 3 days and from 9am-5pm. I knew Claire could handle that, but that is a long time for Chloe! I helped out with the camp on the first day, so I was there with Chloe. Joel took Collin to 'farm' camp as we like to call it (simply going to work with Joel) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great experience for the girls. Claire has been in dance this past year and really enjoyed it. Even though it seems unorganized at times, she is getting the basics and they teach the dancers about God. The girls got to hear the gospel message every day at camp. They made their own t-shirts and hats and wands. They also did their own version of Sleeping Beauty for the parents on the last day. It was very cute. The cutest was seeing Chloe out there with all the big girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219123540076449282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SG4NNSUizgI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Kf-etJuMVBI/s400/P1020695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe fell asleep on the floor everyday during rest time! She almost looks dead! I wish I could get her to do that at home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219124944806963250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SG4OfDWZaDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/xzBgzKpK3G4/s400/P1020708.JPG" border="0" /&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/5305264927404717904-7344906722222436665?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/7344906722222436665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=7344906722222436665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/7344906722222436665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/7344906722222436665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/07/princess-camp.html' title='Princess Camp'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SG4L0Jlg_2I/AAAAAAAAAU4/oYLKsyTOzKI/s72-c/P1020692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-287656520693163740</id><published>2008-06-26T09:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:40.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Ba-ack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SGOkBl-AXOI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Qmaw17pkGT8/s1600-h/P1020644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216193140704173282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SGOkBl-AXOI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Qmaw17pkGT8/s400/P1020644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snake Update...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been seeing the snake about every day now. It bothers me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; much. Claire came in crying hysterically one day, and I just ignored her, like I usually do since it seems to happen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; much. (the boy who cried wolf) Anyway, she finally told me that she and Chloe were playing on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;swing set&lt;/span&gt; and there was a snake by the slide. It really scared her. I walked out to look, but didn't see anything. I jumped from the end of the dock to the swing set- really fast and climbed to the top of the wooded swing set. I saw the snake go under the slide then. I then had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt; of how to get down from the swing set. I just went really fast- if you can picture that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had Claire call Joel and tell him about it. It isn't at the top of his priorities right now. I just can't take it anymore! The kids can't even play outside! Joel assures me that the snakes won't hurt them. My comeback to Joel is that mice don't hurt people either. The other thing is I kept telling myself it was just the same snake from the front of the house on a nature walk or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well. This morning. We are having some friends over to make freezer jam. Chloe and Claire were sitting outside waiting in their lawn chairs. I didn't tell them that they weren't arriving for another 2 hours! Anyway. They come running inside to tell me that Chloe saw a snake. I went out in my pajamas to take a look. I stayed on the driveway. As I am looking at the snake in the grass I see ANOTHER snake about a foot away from it by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;detached&lt;/span&gt; garage in the rocks. I have to be honest. I started to cry. One snake is bad. 2 snakes is well, twice as bad? I think it worse than twice as bad. I told Claire and Chloe to go get Joel ASAP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joel moseys on out and once again takes the stance that it isn't a big deal. I start pleading with him to please do something or I am calling an exterminator. He thinks I am being ridiculous. He tells me to take the kids in the house cause he doesn't want them to see this. He has a shovel in his hand. This worries me cause I can't imagine him being fast enough to kill one with a shovel. Claire wants to know what daddy doesn't want her to see. I tell her that maybe he doesn't want us to see him cause he might get scared too. (probably the truth!) We watch out the door anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well. Not much happens and then... Joel acts like he is going to give up. I plead with him again. How do you get rid of snakes. He says he can shoot them. I was like- good! Do it! I was like, please call Runt, he'll know what to do. Joel is laughing at me again. I get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;teary&lt;/span&gt; eyed again. He is worried about the neighbors. I assure him, they don't care, we hear gun shots all the time out here. I head inside to get dressed and tidy up a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I am making my bed I hear 2 gunshots! Music to my ears. I peek out the window and see Joel walking around with his holster on and a gun in his hand. My hero! Honestly I haven't felt such love for Joel in quite awhile! :) I immediately start thinking of ways to thank him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216192081508667538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SGOjD8KHkJI/AAAAAAAAAUo/qpfa99EXxPc/s400/P1020713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He only got one though. The other either got away or is injured. At least now I know what we can do about our snakes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5305264927404717904-287656520693163740?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/287656520693163740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=287656520693163740&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/287656520693163740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/287656520693163740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-ba-ack.html' title='I&apos;m Ba-ack!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SGOkBl-AXOI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Qmaw17pkGT8/s72-c/P1020644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-5224454072923404304</id><published>2008-06-21T08:33:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:41.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;First of all, I gave Joel a new shirt and shorts for Father's Day. I knew he would never pick out the shorts on his own. I really like them though. He was a little hesitant to wear them, but he brought them along to wear after church. As soon as we walked into church to find a seat, there was a man in the back row wearing the exact shorts I had given Joel. We both laughed about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After church, we headed down to Columbus to visit with the Michael family. I wanted to do something fun for Father's Day. I had read some suggestions that I never followed through with, such as taking a picture of the kids in their dad's clothes and giving that to him- maybe next year. Going on a surprise trip- well. I decided at the last minute to take Joel to the Zoo on the way home. We have a season pass, so it was free. My plan was not to go to the zoo though. I wanted to let Joel take Claire on her first log ride. I wasn't able to take her the week before since Collin and Chloe were too little to go on it. So... we headed over there around 4:30. I could tell Joel wasn't too excited about my plan at first. I think he had a change of heart after the log ride though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214315826266905330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SFz4ngtWGvI/AAAAAAAAAUI/0goGzTHQB_k/s400/P1020614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Zoo now has a little amusement park called Jack Hannah's Landing, that is inbetween the Zoo and Zoombezi Bay. It is included with your admission (free with a season pass) but you pay per ride. Most rides are $1, but a few are$2. It is actually pretty economical for our family. We didn't even spend $10 and you would normally pay at least $20 per person to go to an amusement park. One of the ride' card swipes wasn't working, so that helped a little :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214316780699639346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SFz5fEP13jI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/twY9kIPfuT0/s400/P1020617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214318008251688898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SFz6mhPDp8I/AAAAAAAAAUY/ufwTx20r2p0/s400/P1020620.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The kids loved this ride. It goes up then drops down and kinds of bobs up and down for a while. It is really cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214319374939557474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SFz72Ei1jmI/AAAAAAAAAUg/vR-NXs8Sh2g/s400/P1020634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I was so glad to have Joel there.  Last week when I took the kids to the Zoo, I had to ride the dumbo ride with Chloe since she was too little.  I was sick for the rest of the day.  I just can't do it anymore.  Everytime I would try to look at Chloe to see if she was having fun, the whole world would spin.  I would like to go on the log ride sometime though.  Next time, it will be my turn! :) &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/5305264927404717904-5224454072923404304?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/5224454072923404304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=5224454072923404304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5224454072923404304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5224454072923404304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SFz4ngtWGvI/AAAAAAAAAUI/0goGzTHQB_k/s72-c/P1020614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-3905416811798701441</id><published>2008-06-14T13:21:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:41.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snakes, Why'd it have to be Snakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SFP-fBssR0I/AAAAAAAAATo/LFp0aSda48U/s1600-h/P1020602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211789002783082306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SFP-fBssR0I/AAAAAAAAATo/LFp0aSda48U/s400/P1020602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Joel and I are going to go see the new Indiana Jones Movie. I have been waiting several weeks to see it. They have been showing all the old movies this week on various channels. I can't wait, it should be a good time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was in the garage a few minutes ago getting something out of the van, Joel tells me that there is a snake by the hose in the front. I don't know how he saw it. I wish I didnt' know it was there at all! I told the kids to come take a look and then it darted underneath the hose keeper. Ugh. I get sick just thinking about it. I really can't stand snakes. If it was in a cage, okay. But, it is free and could get me! I hate that feeling. It moved so fast. ugh. Ugh. Every time I think about it I get the shivers. Joel wasn't sure if I was faking my disgust or not. I assure you I am not. I am usually pretty good about frogs, worms, spiders, mice etc... Not so about snakes. He won't kill it either. He says it kills insects. I can even handle bats, let's just get more bats and get rid of the snakes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211795067379700290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SFQEACFM0kI/AAAAAAAAATw/m2tkRAsWWpQ/s400/P1020605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You would think living out in the country we would see snakes more often. Luckily this isn't the case for me, otherwise I would be begging Joel to move into the city! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211797975974228706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SFQGpVcLMuI/AAAAAAAAAT4/hGr5CEjPW4o/s400/P1020607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just watched the snake disappear into this hole in the ground. How did it fit in there!? How many snakes are down there? Oh man.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211810752132370034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SFQSRAVpTnI/AAAAAAAAAUA/a7zbBZtHeUE/s400/P1020608.JPG" border="0" /&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/5305264927404717904-3905416811798701441?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/3905416811798701441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=3905416811798701441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/3905416811798701441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/3905416811798701441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/06/snakes-whyd-it-have-to-be-snakes.html' title='Snakes, Why&apos;d it have to be Snakes'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SFP-fBssR0I/AAAAAAAAATo/LFp0aSda48U/s72-c/P1020602.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1992451664641726529</id><published>2008-06-11T08:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:41.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Banana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SE_DDhJzxiI/AAAAAAAAATg/iPkGpqmBDDc/s1600-h/P1020417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210597759097488930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SE_DDhJzxiI/AAAAAAAAATg/iPkGpqmBDDc/s400/P1020417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today we were all eating banana's for a snack. Collin asked me a question, and I wasn't quite sure I heard him right. He said, "Mommy, when are we going to Banana's house again?" I was like, "Who?" He says, "Banana, the other grandma whose house we went to and her name was banana!" I had to try not to laugh. It is so precious. He is talking about my 'Nana' who lives in Pennsylvania. We visited her last summer. It is amazing what even 4 year olds can remember!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-1992451664641726529?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1992451664641726529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1992451664641726529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1992451664641726529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1992451664641726529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/06/banana.html' title='Banana'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SE_DDhJzxiI/AAAAAAAAATg/iPkGpqmBDDc/s72-c/P1020417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-7092344292660079764</id><published>2008-06-11T07:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:42.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe turns 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SE-9JeSGYHI/AAAAAAAAATA/vQaNcAnr_wU/s1600-h/P1020530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210591264336404594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SE-9JeSGYHI/AAAAAAAAATA/vQaNcAnr_wU/s400/P1020530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We celebrated Chloe's 3rd birthday on Saturday. She picked Strawberry Shortcake for the theme which is perfect since she has red hair and cute little freckles on her cheeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe is such a joyful little girl. When she came downstairs in the morning, Joel had just gotten up. Chloe squealed with delight, "Daddy! It's my birthday now!" Joel didn't answer since he doesn't like to talk when he first gets up, so Chloe repeats this about 3 times until she gets an answer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all said happy birthday to her and I told her that we were going to have her birthday party later that day. She replied, "No, we can't, Iris isn't here yet!" Iris is a little girl that Chloe likes to play with. Luckily she came to her party, or we wouldn't have been able to celebrate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe it has been 3 years since Chloe was born. Time goes by so fast. She has such a cute little personality. She has been riding bikes with Claire and Collin and playing hard so far this summer. She really plays well by herself and loves to pretend play. She has named her babydoll Brenna, after her new little cousin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210592383083478802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SE--Kl8L_xI/AAAAAAAAATI/iNhskDeZuNo/s400/P1020546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made a frozen strawberry cake instead of the usually cake for her party. It was a recipe in the Kraft foods magazine. It turned out well. I am not a big cake eater, so any time I can substitute something different, I will! How could you not use strawberries in June for a strawberry shortcake party anyway! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210594454907530770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SE_ADMFiLhI/AAAAAAAAATQ/O9vr8XBcrUE/s400/P1020554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Notice how the ear piece is in her ears? Too cute.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210595449776964226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SE_A9GQ5AoI/AAAAAAAAATY/FV_JuTqHCR4/s400/P1020553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-7092344292660079764?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/7092344292660079764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=7092344292660079764&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/7092344292660079764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/7092344292660079764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/06/chloe-turns-3.html' title='Chloe turns 3!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SE-9JeSGYHI/AAAAAAAAATA/vQaNcAnr_wU/s72-c/P1020530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1307841693538768663</id><published>2008-06-02T07:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:43.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Claire's Last Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SEPe9OGKvpI/AAAAAAAAASg/bFjv13inZRU/s1600-h/P1020523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207250737507778194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SEPe9OGKvpI/AAAAAAAAASg/bFjv13inZRU/s400/P1020523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Claire's last day of kindergarten. I feel a little sad. I can't believe how much she has changed over the last school year. She has lost 4 teeth this year and is missing her 2 front teeth right now. I think I was in 1st grade when I lost mine. I have my school picture to prove it! She learned, on her own how to ride a bike and she has a pair of Heely's now. She knows how to add and subtract, to read and to write. Wow. She is growing up so fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am glad to have the rush of the last month over. Last week we had dance practice every night and then a performance on Friday and Saturday night. Claire's dance studio did a performance of Noah's Ark. It was very nice. Claire was a butterfly. She did a great job and she looked beautiful. The best part of the performance was when Claire's dance teacher fell off the stage. Sorry- she didn't get hurt, but I can't help but laugh whenever I think about it. She popped right up and said, look what you can do with years of stretching and keeping in shape! Funny stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207254612016964706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SEPievxJJGI/AAAAAAAAASo/luZn-SuGgxc/s400/P1020515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am looking forward to this summer. The kids already enjoyed playing on their new slip-n-slide on Saturday. They had never done it before, so it more like they just took turns marching across the slide. So... I got my suit on and demonstrated it for them. What was I thinking!? Man, the moment I hit the slide, instant pain went throughout my whole front side. They still didn't get it, so I did it again. More pain. I guess I am over the hill of slip-n-slides. I am still very sore today. I guess the warning on the mat, that says it is only for kids ages 5-12 knows what it's talking about. Aparently if you weigh more than 110 lbs, you can do serious damage to yourself. Who knew?! :) I just wanted to play with my kids. Luckily Joel wasn't home to see it. I would never live that down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207254624843571458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SEPiffjPoQI/AAAAAAAAASw/OzXRQItF2Gw/s400/P1020514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207254627054935762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SEPifnyeXtI/AAAAAAAAAS4/EteVp0F-DHk/s400/P1020517.JPG" border="0" /&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/5305264927404717904-1307841693538768663?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1307841693538768663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1307841693538768663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1307841693538768663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1307841693538768663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/06/claires-last-day.html' title='Claire&apos;s Last Day'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SEPe9OGKvpI/AAAAAAAAASg/bFjv13inZRU/s72-c/P1020523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-5284616366559219622</id><published>2008-05-20T11:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T11:59:05.299-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Homemaking A-Z</title><content type='html'>I copied this from my friend Valerie who suggested to keep along on your blog or in the comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprons – Y/N? If Y, what does your favorite look like? Yes, it is a CD101 apron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baking – Favorite thing to bake - muffins and cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothesline– Y/N? no, too many allergens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donuts - Have you ever made donuts? I think maybe once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day – One homemaking thing you do every day- sweeping the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freezer – Do you have a separate deep freeze? not right now, Joel wants to use our stimulus for a new one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garbage Disposal – Y/N? yes, I wouldn't live without it- they aren't too scary to me! I am a city girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handbook – What is your favorite homemaking resource? magazines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironing – Love it or hate it? hate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junk drawer – Y/N? I have a junk basket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen – Color and decorating.- My kitchen is a yellowish orange with valences of cream with sunflowers.  I have several vases that decorate above the cabinets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love – What is your favorite part of homemaking? cooking, but not cleaning up; and event planning&lt;br /&gt;Mop – Y/N? don't you do that in the spring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nylons – Washing machine or hand wash? why would I even wear nylons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oven– Do you use the window or open the oven to check? Open the oven door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza – What do you put on yours? I love onion, sausage and mushroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet – What do you do during the day when you get a quiet moment? very rarely, read or rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recipe card box – Y/N? yes and a notebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Style- What style is your house? I don't know-beach house cottage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tablecloths and napkins – Y/N? no, then you have to clean them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the kitchen sink – Organized or toxic wasteland? organized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacuum – How many times per week? every other day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash – How many loads of laundry do you do per week? 7-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X’s – Do you keep a daily list of things to do that you cross off? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yard – Y/N? Who does what? Joel does it all, he takes pride in it!  I am glad someone does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz’s – What is your last homemaking task for the day before going to bed? maybe fold some laundry or start the dishwasher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-5284616366559219622?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/5284616366559219622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=5284616366559219622&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5284616366559219622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5284616366559219622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/05/homemaking-z.html' title='Homemaking A-Z'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-3905813751471042606</id><published>2008-05-10T13:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:43.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What can you Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SCXeyqVunrI/AAAAAAAAASY/T3DvybknzeI/s1600-h/german+shepherd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198806306809355954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SCXeyqVunrI/AAAAAAAAASY/T3DvybknzeI/s400/german+shepherd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today I am writing about our neighbor's dog.  She seems to live at our house whenever she is outside.  The last month or so, it has really become a nuisance. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I had a lady over for a playdate for the first time and here comes this huge German Shepherd running across the yard and scares her and her 2 girls to death and even knocks one of her girls over.  One day I went for a walk with Chloe and Collin and Melia-german shepherd came with us.  Her owners are nowhere in sight.  I couldn't get her to go back home.  Then she just stands in the middle of the street when a car came by.  I was so embarrassed.  I didn't know what to do, she isn't my dog!  That is what I told the people.  Well.  Last week, I had several friends over with their kids and Melia was over again- I assured them she wouldn't hurt anyone.  She just wants to play.  She seriously scratched one of my friends on her arm and leg.  Now, today Joel is doing some work in the yard and starts yelling at the kids about who tore up the screen on our porch.  Come to find out, it was Melia.  Now Joel is really mad-he just replaced that screen last summer.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joel says one of the main reasons we don't have a dog right now is because we don't want the dog to tear up our stuff, yard etc...  Well.  It doesn't seem to matter, because our neighbor's dog does all of that.  Is there anything to do?  I called last week and asked them to keep her out of our yard when we had company over.  I feel bad since they are going through a divorce as well.  I just hope the dog doesn't stay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-3905813751471042606?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/3905813751471042606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=3905813751471042606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/3905813751471042606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/3905813751471042606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-can-you-do.html' title='What can you Do?'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SCXeyqVunrI/AAAAAAAAASY/T3DvybknzeI/s72-c/german+shepherd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-7833263934830261592</id><published>2008-04-19T08:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:44.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Collin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thursday we went to the Cleveland Clinic to meet with a Dr. I found through the Selective &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mutism&lt;/span&gt; Group. She is actually on the board with them. After finding out we were on a 10 month waiting list at Children's I felt like I needed to see if I could find something else. We were willing to drive 2 hours to talk to someone who has experience with this disorder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great appointment. She asked that we not bring Collin to this appointment. We were basically giving her Collin's background and history. It turns out that she has a daughter who has selective &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mutism&lt;/span&gt; and was about Collin's age when they discovered it. She has had much success with her daughter. She is encouraged because she said the younger they are, the easier it is to correct. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first assignment is to remove all expectations of talking all together. Not to say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt;, or hello, or goodbye even. I am not to ask him if he will talk to someone or if he did talk to someone etc... The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;anxiety&lt;/span&gt; is the fear of the expectation to talk. She said our goal is not to get Collin to talk, but to feel comfortable. To get rid of the anxiety. And then talking will come naturally when he is comfortable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have seen some improvements in the last month or so just on his own. He is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;talking&lt;/span&gt; to Asa, a boy from church and playgroup. He is also talking to some of the moms in our playgroup. He has talked 2 times at church now. I hope that this summer we will see dramatic improvement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190938340688277346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SAnq6weuL2I/AAAAAAAAASQ/KRIbP_devr4/s400/P1020331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr. Eastman also encouraged us not to worry about his speech problems. She said that is normal right now and secondary to the SM. We will still try to work on it, but without making him talk! That will be hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway- that is the update on Collin. Thanks for all your prayers and concerns! I will let you know of any improvements over the summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-7833263934830261592?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/7833263934830261592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=7833263934830261592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/7833263934830261592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/7833263934830261592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/04/update-on-collin.html' title='Update on Collin'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SAnq6weuL2I/AAAAAAAAASQ/KRIbP_devr4/s72-c/P1020331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-3041308684199297756</id><published>2008-04-17T09:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:44.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It has been a few weeks since I last posted. Spring seems to finally be here. Joel and I are off to the Cleveland Clinic to meet with a Behavioral Psychologist about Collin today. We are praying to find some answers and solutions to Collin's speech and anxiety problems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190209237985587618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SAdTzZQU8aI/AAAAAAAAASA/5O83hVk48L8/s400/P1020407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to post this picture. Yesterday I simply went outside to get the mail. When I walked through the front door this is what I saw...&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;Claire has lost her front tooth. The other one is loose and will go soon. It is weird how when they lose their tooth how big it makes the other one look. At least to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190209203625849234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SAdTxZQU8ZI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Q1NHyi21P4Q/s400/P1020412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are getting a little closer in potty training Chloe. This is what I saw when I walked by the bathroom the other day. The magazine is upside down. Collin styled Chloe's hair. She sat in there for like 20 minutes reading. I kept hearing her turn the pages. How cute! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190209250870489522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SAdT0JQU8bI/AAAAAAAAASI/3iduKtCGWQA/s400/P1020404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-3041308684199297756?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/3041308684199297756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=3041308684199297756&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/3041308684199297756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/3041308684199297756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/04/whats-up.html' title='What&apos;s Up!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/SAdTzZQU8aI/AAAAAAAAASA/5O83hVk48L8/s72-c/P1020407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-8814184263613902912</id><published>2008-03-24T09:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:45.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 6th Birthday Claire!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R-e1gYpjUPI/AAAAAAAAARo/5u3r4Yl_6GY/s1600-h/P1020201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181309464290218226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R-e1gYpjUPI/AAAAAAAAARo/5u3r4Yl_6GY/s400/P1020201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Claire's birthday last Saturday. She had a few friends from church and a few friends from school. It was our first birthday party where the parents didn't stay. Joel tried to take one mom's coat and she was like, "I don't have to stay do I?" It was a first for us. It was actually pretty fun. We had an egg hunt for the kids in the basement. The kids got to decorate their bags when they arrived and after that we started the egg hunt. It is amazing how fast it was over! All that preparation. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181309472880152834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R-e1g4pjUQI/AAAAAAAAARw/sQmhdHZlkIM/s400/P1020222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Claire got 6 Barbie dolls for her birthday. It is amazing that they were all different. I don't think I ever had a total of 6 Barbies in my life! Next year I am thinking 'no gifts please'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is hard to believe Claire is 6 now! She has been calling me 'mom' and Joel 'dad' now for about a week. Doesn't she know it is 'mommy' not 'mom'! Every time she does it I feel I need to correct her. We got Claire's bike out the other day and she was riding it without using her training wheels. Joel took them off and away she went! We didn't even have to teach her. She just knew how to do it. It is great to see how fast she is learning new things. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181309455700283618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R-e1f4pjUOI/AAAAAAAAARg/fV2Ute1WsXo/s400/P1020194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-8814184263613902912?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/8814184263613902912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=8814184263613902912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8814184263613902912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8814184263613902912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-6th-birthday-claire.html' title='Happy 6th Birthday Claire!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R-e1gYpjUPI/AAAAAAAAARo/5u3r4Yl_6GY/s72-c/P1020201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1432873929937311657</id><published>2008-03-24T09:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:45.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the Jungle Gym</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R-exqYpjUNI/AAAAAAAAARY/IIaz6tpvU-8/s1600-h/P1020167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181305238042398930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R-exqYpjUNI/AAAAAAAAARY/IIaz6tpvU-8/s400/P1020167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week our playgroup met at &lt;a href="http://thejunglegym.com/page/1leq/HOME.html"&gt;The Jungle Gym&lt;/a&gt; in Delaware. It is right off of 23. I paid $5 per child and it was a blast. I am thinking of signing Chloe and Collin up for a class there. They have classes available in the mornings while Claire is at school. Collin was a natural on the balance beam. Maybe it would build his confidence to be in a class and do something he was good at! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181305225157497010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R-expopjULI/AAAAAAAAARI/hA_luRM7Nb4/s400/P1020178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids got to go on the Zip Line. They absolutely loved it. I don't think I have done a zip line since I was a kid! It was nice to get out of the house and have some fun play time together!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181305229452464322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R-exp4pjUMI/AAAAAAAAARQ/8EbLBAEcR6E/s400/P1020186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-1432873929937311657?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1432873929937311657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1432873929937311657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1432873929937311657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1432873929937311657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/03/fun-at-jungle-gym.html' title='Fun at the Jungle Gym'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R-exqYpjUNI/AAAAAAAAARY/IIaz6tpvU-8/s72-c/P1020167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-9166501095451423708</id><published>2008-03-18T07:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:46.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Children of the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179185804958253586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R-AqDJJIQhI/AAAAAAAAAQw/C3_pPH2Qpfw/s400/P1020297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had the &lt;a href="http://www.worldhelp.net/MusicOutreach.aspx"&gt;Children of the World&lt;/a&gt; sing at our church Sunday night. Children of the World not only ministers through song and testimony, but also raises awareness and inspires individuals to get involved in ministry opportunities across the globe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179185813548188194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R-AqDpJIQiI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dV34MhbEaRs/s400/P1020313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were able to host 2 of the girls at our house from Sunday night through this morning. Monday was their rest day and they basically just hung out at our house all day. We were able to play outside a little bit. We had Mars (10) from the Phillipines and Hellen (8) from Uganda staying with us. It was an experience I hope my kids never forget. It wasn't exactly what I expected. The girls were very shy and wanted mostly to watch a few of our Barbie movies from our collection. They are only allowed to watch G rated movies. Joel entertained the girls with a game of find the thimble after dinner. All the kids enjoyed this. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179185817843155506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R-AqD5JIQjI/AAAAAAAAARA/OM6_PBrzdUo/s400/P1020317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-9166501095451423708?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/9166501095451423708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=9166501095451423708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/9166501095451423708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/9166501095451423708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/03/children-of-world.html' title='Children of the World'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R-AqDJJIQhI/AAAAAAAAAQw/C3_pPH2Qpfw/s72-c/P1020297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-496643171415330925</id><published>2008-03-14T16:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:46.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Lesson in Mothering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have a lot to do this weekend. We are having Claire's birthday party tomorrow and going to a Sunday School party, then on Sunday and Monday nights we are hosting 2 girls from a World Choir that is singing at our church Sunday night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I baked Claire's cake this morning. I walked into the kitchen as it was cooling and there was Collin sitting on the counter with a knife. He had eaten the bottom edge of the cake all the way around 3 sides. I fixed it with some frosting. I forgot to take a picture though. I was a little frustrated, but kept my temper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This afternoon, we were&lt;em&gt; all &lt;/em&gt;in the basement cleaning up. Claire arrived home from school and Chloe disappeared. We were almost done in the basement anyway. I walked into the kitchen this time to see what you see in the picture below. I didn't keep my temper this time. I did apologize to them for yelling. Man. I tried to save it, but it looks dumb now. I don't know how to save it. I am making brownies too, but I may end up baking another cake tonight. I just don't have anywhere up high to keep it out of their reach. I tried to keep it in the microwave, but the frosting started to melt. Oh well. Another day of mothering preschoolers. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177692754067079666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R9rcIJJIQfI/AAAAAAAAAQg/2jJMNpPJ-wg/s400/P1020198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177692762657014274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R9rcIpJIQgI/AAAAAAAAAQo/NGoKCEZ_GX0/s400/P1020199.JPG" border="0" /&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/5305264927404717904-496643171415330925?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/496643171415330925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=496643171415330925&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/496643171415330925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/496643171415330925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/03/another-lesson-in-mothering.html' title='Another Lesson in Mothering'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R9rcIJJIQfI/AAAAAAAAAQg/2jJMNpPJ-wg/s72-c/P1020198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-6904235017492954291</id><published>2008-03-09T15:31:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:47.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last few days have been snowy! I guess you call it the blizzard of 2008. We just stayed inside until today. Joel went out to blow off the drive, but other than that, we have all stayed in. Collin fell asleep, but we took Claire and Chloe out to enjoy some of the snow. We actually had bigger snow drifts last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week's ice storm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176104788693631426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R9U34ZJIQcI/AAAAAAAAAQI/zYjiYe6hTSg/s400/P1020114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The things kids do when they have cabin fever. Actually, they would probably do it anyway. (She is supposed to be a cat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176108778718249426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R9U7gpJIQdI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mYfLq1XV0pI/s400/P1020119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe and Claire sledding in our snow drift.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176111772310454754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R9U-O5JIQeI/AAAAAAAAAQY/FNZmwq_qHNk/s400/P1020138.JPG" border="0" /&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/5305264927404717904-6904235017492954291?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/6904235017492954291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=6904235017492954291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/6904235017492954291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/6904235017492954291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/03/snow-days.html' title='Snow Days'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R9U34ZJIQcI/AAAAAAAAAQI/zYjiYe6hTSg/s72-c/P1020114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1827246286300676476</id><published>2008-03-04T11:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:47.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few of My Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>I have been wanting to post about a few of my favorite things for awhile now. I should have done it long ago, because I am sure I won't even remember them all. Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Housekeeping:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love my &lt;a href="https://www.swivelsweeper.com/Default.asp?tcode=asp3&amp;amp;bhcp=1"&gt;Swivel Sweeper&lt;/a&gt;. I happened to see the infomercial one day and I knew I had to have it. It has lived up to it's name. I use it after every meal and more. It is nice cause even Collin can use it. He swept the whole kitchen this morning! I bought mine on ebay though. It was cheaper and you can get it at most store now too. I don't even use a broom anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you have all heard about the magic eraser. It really is magic. Chloe wrote all over our new kitchen floor with purple permanent marker. I tried to clean it up, would not come off. I got out the magic eraser and it came right off. I didn't even have to scrub. Of course you can't let you child use it on their face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just tried these this weekend.   Coconut cream filled Hershey Kisses.  I love them even more than regular Hershey kisses.  Mmmm...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173933574550796226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R82BLGKRN8I/AAAAAAAAAPY/No2yJT9Dejs/s400/pf_kiss_coconutcreme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ronzonismarttaste.com/nutrition.htm"&gt;Ronzoni Smart Taste Pasta&lt;/a&gt;- This pasta actually tastes better to me.  I am not sure how or why.  It is great because it has extra fiber and calcium in the pasta.  I am always looking for more fiber and calcium!  Try it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started drinking coffee occassionally.  I discovered the flavored creamers.  Joel doesn't consider this a true coffee drinker, but he is still thrilled that I am drinking any coffee at all.  I love the French Vanilla flavor, Coconut Creme, and Mint Chocolate Truffle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of my favorite moments of this past week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe takes a drink at dinner and says, " I'm happy!  Mommy, Are you happy?"  "Collin are you happy?"  And goes around the table.  Soooo cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collin has been singing his life away.  He sings about everything he does.  He sings when he is playing.  I heard him singing "I'm want to marry you, I want to marry you..."  He was playing with 2 toys I think.  He also made a heart out of a string- just by mistake.  "Hey mommy! I made a heart!  I made a heart!  I made LOVE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire has been more into worship lately.  She was singing Karyoke style "Let it be the name of the Lord, let it be the name..."  It was supposed to be Blessed be the name...  So adorable...  Taking after my friend Tarah- I bought the book 'Little Pilgrim's Progress'  Claire is really enjoying it.  She is almost 6 and I was worried she wouldn't get it.  All on her own she has identified that God is the King.  We are all enjoying reading it together.  She wants us to read more every night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-1827246286300676476?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1827246286300676476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1827246286300676476&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1827246286300676476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1827246286300676476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/03/few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='A Few of My Favorite Things'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R82BLGKRN8I/AAAAAAAAAPY/No2yJT9Dejs/s72-c/pf_kiss_coconutcreme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-5197406094555629656</id><published>2008-02-25T09:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:48.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R8LLclES3bI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/CO2mkcePWdc/s1600-h/P1020102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170919014021651890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R8LLclES3bI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/CO2mkcePWdc/s400/P1020102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I would take today to write out some of the funny things Claire has said over the past week or so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I took Claire to the Dr. to see about an infection she had on her arm. I made an appointment for myself as well- suspecting a sinus infection.  I rarely make it to the Dr. for myself.  I am there a lot for the kids, what mom has time to go for herself?  Collin, my shadow, of course wanted to come too even though Joel volunteered to stay home with him and Chloe.  Anyway, the Dr. was asking me about my health history etc... (since this was my first appointment :)  I said that I occassionally get hives on my face, but I don't know what causes it.  I didn't realize Claire was listening and she says, "Maybe you are allergic to daddy!"  We laugh, of course and I say, "I hope not!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night Joel was putting the kids to bed since I was at my mothering class at church.  Joel told me when I got home last night that Claire has asked him twice in the last week, "Why did God make me allergic to milk?"  A good question from an almost 6 year old.  It breaks your heart a little and a hard question to answer/ explain.  Joel told her that since there is sin in the world, we all have sickness and pain to deal with.  Some people's ailments are more apparent than others, wheel chairs etc...  He told her that her Grandma Lust was in a lot of pain when she was here, but she is in heaven now and doesn't have the pain anymore.  He explained that if you choose to follow Jesus you can go to heaven too and have a new body.  Claire then wanted to know if we would recognize Grandma in heaven.  Joel told her that he thought we would.  She asked, "What color will her skin be? Will it be like McKenzie's?"  (McKenzie is Claire's cousin who is half South African.)  Joel said he didn't think so, but we will find out when we get there.  Claire said, "I know! We will recognize Grandma by her glasses!"  Joel replied, "Grandma has perfect eyes now and doesn't need glasses anymore, but we will still recognize her."  Joel said that seemed to satisfy her for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-5197406094555629656?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/5197406094555629656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=5197406094555629656&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5197406094555629656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5197406094555629656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-thought-i-would-take-today-to-write.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R8LLclES3bI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/CO2mkcePWdc/s72-c/P1020102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-3554658817953765358</id><published>2008-02-21T15:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:49.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Disney on Ice Adventure!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R73dOlES3XI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ZXOK0WDDTlI/s1600-h/P1020048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169531189829229938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R73dOlES3XI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ZXOK0WDDTlI/s400/P1020048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R73dPFES3YI/AAAAAAAAAOw/QznS6J6g0C8/s1600-h/P1020051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169531198419164546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R73dPFES3YI/AAAAAAAAAOw/QznS6J6g0C8/s400/P1020051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R73dPlES3ZI/AAAAAAAAAO4/rL_tt0wbGBc/s1600-h/P1020052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169531207009099154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R73dPlES3ZI/AAAAAAAAAO4/rL_tt0wbGBc/s400/P1020052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R73dP1ES3aI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1OmvlDFANKs/s1600-h/P1020074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169531211304066466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R73dP1ES3aI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1OmvlDFANKs/s400/P1020074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night we ventured out into the cold to enjoy Disney on Ice at Nationwide Arena. We ate dinner at Red Robin. It was good. We hardly ever spend that much on food for all of us. I think the kids enjoyed it. Also, the kids all wore some costumes. Claire wore Ariel, Chloe borrowed a Cindrella dress and Collin borrowed a knight outfit. He only wore the underneath part of it though. As we were walking in the bitter cold to get inside one of the salesmen yelled out- "I wear spaceman pants!" Over and over. I didn't realize he was making fun of Collin's pants! It was pretty funny though- cause you try to ignore those guys anyway. Chloe sat with me most of the time and asked questions and was upset with the stepmothers or witches for being "mean". When Snow White held up the apple and said, "Should I?" Chloe yelled out, along with everyone else, "NO! Don't do it!" It was really fun. Claire couldn't believe that Aladdin and Jasmine were really on a magic carpet and that the fairy godmother could really float/fly. She was like, "How are they doing that?" Oh to be a child again. Collin was concerned that they left Cinderella out after the first half. We broke for a brief intermission and concluded with a huge Cinderella rendition and a ball including all the princesses. Joel was really impressed. I told him, Disney always does it right! He really enjoyed the pyrotechnics. I really recommend the show! It was great fun! :)&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/5305264927404717904-3554658817953765358?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/3554658817953765358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=3554658817953765358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/3554658817953765358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/3554658817953765358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/02/disney-on-ice-adventure.html' title='A Disney on Ice Adventure!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R73dOlES3XI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ZXOK0WDDTlI/s72-c/P1020048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-5457160442300334402</id><published>2008-02-16T10:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:50.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fun Filled Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R7b8FlES3TI/AAAAAAAAAOI/i0mPwQ1bsxM/s1600-h/mops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167594795233893682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R7b8FlES3TI/AAAAAAAAAOI/i0mPwQ1bsxM/s400/mops.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had our first successful MOPS meeting yesterday! I brought my camera to take pictures, but forgot to take any. Isn't that how it always is? We had a good turnout, I think we had around 20 people. Our steering team all bought matching shirts and that was fun. Next time I will get a picture of all of us in our shirts. We all got to know each other and introduced our theme for the rest of the year. It was great. I feel like I could have done better as the emcee, but alas, I know that isn't my gift. I think they all understand that. I can only get better- right?  The Steering Team did recieve and email from a lady that came saying she was really encouraged and got what she needed after a long week of mothering.  I guess we did something right!  I spent some time with a girl who came via the Voice of Hope Pregnancy Center.  We are giving her credit for mommy bucks every time she comes to MOPS.  She can use Mommy Bucks at the pregancy center to buy things for her baby.  If you couldn't make it yesterday and would like to come sometime- we meet the 1st and 3rd Fridays of the month! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167596796688653634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R7b96FES3UI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/1OgWRi4mtc0/s400/P1020015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167596800983620946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R7b96VES3VI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zuz501ATlK4/s400/newlywed+game.jpg" border="0" /&gt; In addition to our MOPS meeting we hosted our Sunday School class' Valentine's party at our house last night. We had a great turn out. We played the Newlywed game and enjoyed chocolate and cheese fondue! Mmmm. I made some dark chocolate fondue with cream mixed in. It was pretty good! Joel and I didn't win the Newlywed Game. Some questions we got right were- Joel's prized possession is his Dovetail Arrowhead- I just called it an Arrowhead. Joel knew that my favorite bedtime snack was a peppermint patty. A few that we missed were- How many dates did we have before our first kiss. I said 24 dates. Joel didn't remember. Joel also didn't remember the color of the nightgown I wore on our wedding night. Funny cause it was the one he gave me that night... We all had a great time and laughed a lot!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167598085178842466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R7b_FFES3WI/AAAAAAAAAOg/xdAXO436aAY/s400/P1020009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;While the adults were partying, we set the kids up with a video in Claire and Chloe's room. We have never had tv's in any of our bedrooms, so this was a special treat. Chloe fell asleep before any one arrived (at 6:30) and the other two lasted until about 9.   They were very well behaved though and we hardly knew they were there.  So, they got to have a little fun too.  Joel took the girls out to breakfast this morning and to the library.  I got to stay home with my little shadow, Collin.   A little alone time with our children! :)&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/5305264927404717904-5457160442300334402?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/5457160442300334402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=5457160442300334402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5457160442300334402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5457160442300334402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/02/fun-filled-friday.html' title='A Fun Filled Friday'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R7b8FlES3TI/AAAAAAAAAOI/i0mPwQ1bsxM/s72-c/mops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-3486740080403189984</id><published>2008-02-11T14:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T14:13:12.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to Speech</title><content type='html'>Last Monday I took Collin to speech at Ridgedale. It was the first week a new lady was taking over for the last speech therapist who left to have a baby. Collin did not want to go. He wouldn't keep his shoes and coat on- it was torture to just get him to leave the house. When we got there, he made me carry him in and then he wouldn't even look at the speech therapist. He kept his face buried in my chest and kicked me the whole half hour. When we left he threw his coat in the hall. He was very upset that we had even come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this week I was a little concerned about going through all of that again. Joel offered to stay home with Chloe while I took him. I said, "Collin it is time to go to speech" He asked me if Claire would be there. I said no, but we could visit her class when we were done. I thought that was strange, since she isn't usually there anyway. He said we have to tell Claire that we are going to speech. Then when we were getting our coats on he wanted to wear his flip-flops. I was like- Collin it is the coldest day of the year. You cannot wear those. I pursuaded him to wear his boots. In the van on the way there, he said he wanted me to hold him in the waves like daddy did. I was like- "oh you mean when we go to the beach?" He wanted to know if I had our swimming suits with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then realized, he thought we were going to the beach. My heart sank and I even shed a tear. I thought he would be soooo disappointed to realized that we were going to speech not the beach! I told him in the van before we went in that we would go to the beach again but in the summer when it was warm again. He seemed okay with that. He actually did so much better this week. Still not talking to anyone, but he communicated with head nods and pointing. He earned a sticker and a mint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-3486740080403189984?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/3486740080403189984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=3486740080403189984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/3486740080403189984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/3486740080403189984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/02/going-to-speech.html' title='Going to Speech'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-7326250965068712921</id><published>2008-02-08T07:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T07:55:30.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost - 8 mins summary - everything you need to know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/rC6jcj3V53E' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/rC6jcj3V53E'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out this great summary of Lost.  There are many funny lines!  Tell me what your favorite is! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-7326250965068712921?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/7326250965068712921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=7326250965068712921&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/7326250965068712921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/7326250965068712921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/02/lost-8-mins-summary-everything-you-need.html' title='Lost - 8 mins summary - everything you need to know'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-4222675341175030958</id><published>2008-02-06T22:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:50.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R6p2imfpawI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vi4-Z75Ensc/s1600-h/P1010996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164070259554609922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R6p2imfpawI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vi4-Z75Ensc/s400/P1010996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know much about the Chinese New Year, except that this year is the Year of the Rat. There is a new show starting Thursday on Nick Jr. called Kai-Lan.  Collin has been asking to watch it every day, but I am like, it doesn't start until Thursday!  They have been counting down the days.  In the meantime we have been making&lt;em&gt;  too &lt;/em&gt;many of these cute lanterns.  You can make your own lantern &lt;a href="http://www.nickjr.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Collin and I made a dragon centerpiece today for our playgroup tomorrow; Also from Nick Jr.  We will just have a Valentine's/ Chinese New Year party! :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-4222675341175030958?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/4222675341175030958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=4222675341175030958&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4222675341175030958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4222675341175030958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R6p2imfpawI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vi4-Z75Ensc/s72-c/P1010996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-4470574532508863714</id><published>2008-02-04T07:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:50.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Mommies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R6cJMmfpauI/AAAAAAAAANw/kZngtvtFObE/s1600-h/shoppingmommies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163105609899928290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R6cJMmfpauI/AAAAAAAAANw/kZngtvtFObE/s400/shoppingmommies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, the women in my mothering class from church had a planned shopping day at Easton. We left after church in 2 mini vans and headed to Easton. Most of us had never been there before! We decided to have lunch at Brio. I think we all enjoyed it. I decided to get a smaller lunch and ordered the Creme Brulee sampler for dessert. We all shared it, of course. There was a chocolate, orange and caramel flavored creme brulee. They were amazing! The chocolate was my fave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch we headed around to several stores. I ended up buying more things than I had planned, but I did get some great deals! I found a belt for Claire for only 2.99 at the Children's Place. I split a great deal on Truffles at Harry and David and only paid $6 for 12! (They are my favorite Truffle) I got a cute sandwich cutter at The Container Store for $2.99 also. It cuts the crust off the bread and also cuts the sandwich into 2 hearts. Perfect for Claire's lunches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After shopping at Easton we headed over to Target. We could have stayed there all day. There were so many things there that I suddenly needed! I held back though and only spent $23 there. I think that is my alltime low there :) It felt weird to be shopping and hear a kid crying and be relieved that it wasn't my own! It was great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had talked about adding a movie into the day, but it was already 7:30! We stopped and ate at City Barbecue on the way home. We were the only customers there and the manager gave us all free dessert. I took mine home to Joel. His reward for watching the kids that day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally got home around 9:30. Just in time for the Superbowl to be over. It was a perfectly planned day. I think everyone should have a 'day out' with friends. Honestly, I don't care to go shopping that much. I don't have the patience for it, especially if I have kids with me. I was really there to spend time with some friends and to walk around at a really cool shopping experience. I stay away from the department stores. That doesn't interest me at all. I do like going into little interesting shops to see what they have- if I am without children! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-4470574532508863714?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/4470574532508863714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=4470574532508863714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4470574532508863714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4470574532508863714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/02/shopping-mommies.html' title='Shopping Mommies'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R6cJMmfpauI/AAAAAAAAANw/kZngtvtFObE/s72-c/shoppingmommies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-6566116042919538132</id><published>2008-02-01T07:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:50.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was the big day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R6MOoWfpatI/AAAAAAAAANo/kB7Oa4Zk8-M/s1600-h/postponed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161985684292594386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R6MOoWfpatI/AAAAAAAAANo/kB7Oa4Zk8-M/s400/postponed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well. After months of preparation and prayer, we wake up to find that all the schools are on delays and we will have to cancel our first MOPS meeting. It is quite disappointing. My biggest worry is that someone will come out to our meeting anyway, and we won't be there. (That is what happened to me the first time I went to a MOPS meeting) I still went back though. I hope that is the case this time too. We will have to change our craft since we were making Valentine's day candles. Our next meeting will be&lt;em&gt; after &lt;/em&gt;Valentine's day. That seems so far away. We can still use your prayers, but our first meeting has been postponed!&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/5305264927404717904-6566116042919538132?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/6566116042919538132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=6566116042919538132&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/6566116042919538132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/6566116042919538132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-was-big-day.html' title='Today was the big day...'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R6MOoWfpatI/AAAAAAAAANo/kB7Oa4Zk8-M/s72-c/postponed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-6424649464184341892</id><published>2008-01-29T15:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:51.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hemming Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last night was nice. We ate at the Macaroni Grill. Joel wasn't feeling all that well, but we still went to Tuttle so I could try to find a new outfit to wear since I am the MOPS Coordinator! I wanted something other than my usual uniform. I found a pair of jeans I liked, but unfortunately they didn't come in short- which I am. They couldn't even be special ordered short. So, I made a decision to buy them with the intention of hemming them. I know someone who sews, so if I needed help, I knew where to go! (my mom) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I got online and found these &lt;a href="http://www.daciaray.com/?p=38"&gt;instructions for hemming jeans&lt;/a&gt;. I am amazed. At first I didn't really get how you could use the original hem without cutting etc... But, look at what I did! I did it in a very short amount of time too! A very useful tool for a short person! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160997837519547074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R5-MMGfpasI/AAAAAAAAANg/YhVyPpOkrwY/s400/P1010986.JPG" border="0" /&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/5305264927404717904-6424649464184341892?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/6424649464184341892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=6424649464184341892&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/6424649464184341892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/6424649464184341892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/01/hemming-away.html' title='Hemming Away'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R5-MMGfpasI/AAAAAAAAANg/YhVyPpOkrwY/s72-c/P1010986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-2640243773602046942</id><published>2008-01-28T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T08:45:16.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Birthday</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday was my 35th birthday.  I don't feel like I am 35.  I used to think 35 was really quite old.  I still feel the same as I always have pretty much.  I have 3 great kids and a wonderful husband. This is pretty much where I thought I would be when I was this age.  You kind of start thinking about your dreams and such as you get older.  My dream was always to married and have a family of my own.  One thing I do wish I could do more of is travel.  I like to experience new places and just be adventurous.  Not in an extreme sports kind of way, but in a spontaneous kind of way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Tonight Joel and I will be going out to dinner for my birthday.  We couldn't get a babysitter until tonight.  I think we will go to the Macaroni Grill.  I ate there a few weeks ago and man- was it good!  It had been a few years since I was there.  My oddest memory of The Macaroni Grill was a blind date I had there when I was single.  I won't go into details.  It was basically a blind date nightmare.  ;)  But aren't most blind dates that way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-2640243773602046942?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/2640243773602046942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=2640243773602046942&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2640243773602046942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2640243773602046942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-birthday.html' title='Another Birthday'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-2106973076073782253</id><published>2008-01-22T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T15:28:19.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What was I thinking?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Martin Luther King Day, I took the kids to Chuck E. Cheese.  My BFF Trish asked me if we would want to meet her there.  Originally she said at 9 am!  I was like, how about 10?  We were off to a slow start yesterday.  We left the house at about 9:30.  That meant we wouldn't get to Chuck E's until about 10:30. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was ready to go except Chloe.  She is going through a Princess phase.  I hope it is a phase!  She wants to wear a dress every day.  No matter how cold it is.  We were all wearing jeans and sweat shirts yesterday, so I made Chloe wear what we were wearing.  This started a temper tantrum.  She cried and kicked and screamed the whole time I was dressing her.  She was yelling, "I want to be a princess!"  Oh boy.  I should have known right then we should have stayed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the routes I take to get to Sawmill Rd. includes a road with a bunch of up and down hills on it.  We call it the roller coaster road.  I took this route yesterday.  Usually Claire is the only one awake by the time we get to it, but they were all awake yesterday.  I heard their "Whee's" on every hill.  Chloe and Collin were in the back seat next to each other long after we passed this road still saying "Wheeeeee!" in unison.  Then Chloe would shout out, "One more time!"  And on and on it went.  It was pretty cute.  A moment I wish I could have video taped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally arrived at Chuck's place, I should have turned around and left when there were no parking spots left in the normal lot.  I had to park in a lot next to the side of the building.  I have never had to park that far away before.  Needless to say, it was very busy yesterday.  You had to wait in line to use almost every game and ride.  They have a cool horse ride there that you control with the reigns.   I noticed on the way out they also have a Deal or No Deal game.  I will save that for when we go on a school day and there is no one there!  (If we go back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trish was there and we decided it was too crowded to eat there and too expensive, so we were going to drive over to a nearby Burger King.  We gathered our kids and exchanged our tickets for some very valuable prizes.  Trish left before me.  As I was trying to get the shoes and coats on, it was Chloe again who continually kept taking off the shoes and coat after I would put them on.  All the while half whining/ half shouting, "I want to eat pizza! I want to eat pizza!"  As I dragged her out of the craziness, there was a line of people out the door waiting to get into Chuck E.'s place.  Did they know what they were getting into?  I forgot to mention that I lost Chloe while I was getting the shoes and an employee was carrying her around to find me.  At least you can't leave with a child that doesn't match the stamp on your hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.  We headed over to Burger King where I ordered Mozerella Sticks for Chloe.  They are similar to pizza right?  Since she reminded me constantly the whole way over that she wanted to eat pizza!  Every time she would take a bite she would get frustrated and spit out what was in her mouth because she couldn't bite the cheese apart.  Ugh.  I was so ready to go home by that point.  I started to wonder why I thought it was so important to go to Chuck E. Cheese that day.  I could have stayed home in my P.J.'s and did nothing that day.  That sounded so much more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was still a fun day and very memorable.  I hope I remember it the next time someone asks me to go to Chuck E. Cheese when there isn't school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-2106973076073782253?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/2106973076073782253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=2106973076073782253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2106973076073782253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2106973076073782253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-was-i-thinking.html' title='What was I thinking?'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1744305006424331061</id><published>2008-01-15T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:51.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Brenna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R42JOz_1t-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/a7pTtSYZJ2A/s1600-h/IMG_9180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155928035978229730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R42JOz_1t-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/a7pTtSYZJ2A/s400/IMG_9180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R42JPD_1t_I/AAAAAAAAANY/UxyjKLkq3R0/s1600-h/IMG_9177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155928040273197042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R42JPD_1t_I/AAAAAAAAANY/UxyjKLkq3R0/s400/IMG_9177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankyou for all of your prayers for Julie. Baby and mom are doing fine. Brenna Evelyn was born Jan 15 at 3:30 am. She weighed 6 lbs and was 18 3/4 inches long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't been able to visit them yet due to illness at our house. Julie will be observed in the ICU for at least 24 hours before she is moved to the maternity ward. I can't wait to meet her though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have to say, I never looked as good as Julie after giving birth!  Wow! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-1744305006424331061?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1744305006424331061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1744305006424331061&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1744305006424331061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1744305006424331061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/01/meet-brenna.html' title='Meet Brenna'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R42JOz_1t-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/a7pTtSYZJ2A/s72-c/IMG_9180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-9054845565887955028</id><published>2008-01-14T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:51.617-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R4t3bj_1t9I/AAAAAAAAANI/xV69nDSzQ_o/s1600-h/P1010961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155345513858840530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R4t3bj_1t9I/AAAAAAAAANI/xV69nDSzQ_o/s400/P1010961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, my baby sister goes in to have her first baby. She will be going in at noon today to OSU medical center to be induced. She will be in the ICU because she has heart problems and they need to moniter her closely. Please keep Julie and Andrew and their baby girl in your prayers today and tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-9054845565887955028?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/9054845565887955028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=9054845565887955028&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/9054845565887955028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/9054845565887955028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-my-baby-sister-goes-in-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R4t3bj_1t9I/AAAAAAAAANI/xV69nDSzQ_o/s72-c/P1010961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-723472476409512069</id><published>2008-01-11T07:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:51.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Selective Mutism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R4dmCT_1t8I/AAAAAAAAANA/X28Om8kp1HM/s1600-h/P1010948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154200488462628802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R4dmCT_1t8I/AAAAAAAAANA/X28Om8kp1HM/s400/P1010948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I posted back in October about how Collin Speaks. Well. It was just a fluke. He spoke that week to 2 teachers, and a girl in our playgroup, but he hasn't done it again since then. In December I talked to one of his speech teachers and she mentioned &lt;a href="http://www.selectivemutismcenter.org/WhatisSM.htm"&gt;Selective Mutism&lt;/a&gt;. I had never heard of it. So, I got online and printed out a 7 page article about it. I showed it to Joel when he came home and we were both like "That is Collin" It really described so many things about him. How he is totally normal at home and talks, plays etc... but when he is out of his element or if someone comes into our home that isn't the norm, he closes up. It is a social anxiety disorder. It breaks our hearts to know that he has been having all this anxiety. But we feel better to know that we are on the right track to helping him. They say that trying to make a child who has selective mutism talk, makes them close up even more. I have noticed this with Collin a lot especially at family gatherings. His speech teacher even tried to bribe him to talk with candy. How hard can that be? Just say one word and you get candy. It didn't even work. They say that they are very stubborn, demanding- Collin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I am in the process of filling out a lot of paperwork about Collin for Children's Hospital. We have to be screened by the Autism department. We will need to see a behavioral phsychaitrist also. I am overwhelmed by all the questions I have to answer. When did Collin first sit, when did he crawl. I must be a terrible mother, but I only remember that he walked at 9 months. I figure all his other milestones were normal since I don't remember them. I marked them on a calendar somewhere, but I don't know where it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please keep Collin in your prayers. He is very sick today with fever and cough. Over the next month or so, we will be going to Children's for these screenings 2 different times. Since he doesn't respond to people he doesn't know, I always feel helpless. I can't make him talk. It will be nice to find someone who has dealt with this before and knows that he isn't just being controlling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-723472476409512069?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/723472476409512069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=723472476409512069&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/723472476409512069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/723472476409512069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-posted-back-in-october-about-how.html' title='Selective Mutism'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R4dmCT_1t8I/AAAAAAAAANA/X28Om8kp1HM/s72-c/P1010948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-8536910244219111493</id><published>2008-01-09T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:51.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R4TLRj_1t7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/a0gCHjcwdHA/s1600-h/P1010879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153467376199907250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R4TLRj_1t7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/a0gCHjcwdHA/s400/P1010879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately Chloe has wanted to be a baby princess. That is what she calls herself. She only wants to wear skirts or dresses or night gowns. Chloe was a little low in the dress department, so I used some of her Christmas money to get a few new dresses on clearance at Kohl's last weekend. They only had 2 in her size that were not Christmasy. They both happened to have princesses on them. How perfect for our baby princess! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture taken a few weeks ago of one of Chloe's getups.  It was just too funny- a perfectly princess dress with an army hat and a bulb syringe for a wand.  You can't see, but she is also wearing Collin's snow boots.  She really is a character!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-8536910244219111493?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/8536910244219111493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=8536910244219111493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8536910244219111493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8536910244219111493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/01/baby-princess.html' title='Baby Princess'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R4TLRj_1t7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/a0gCHjcwdHA/s72-c/P1010879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-136919045298338941</id><published>2008-01-06T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:52.077-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is Over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R4FjVz_1t6I/AAAAAAAAAMw/KpHoiL6bTvE/s1600-h/P1010933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152508675074930594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R4FjVz_1t6I/AAAAAAAAAMw/KpHoiL6bTvE/s400/P1010933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It feels good to have Christmas over, but also I feel a loss. It is weird how depressing sometimes it is to go back to everyday life. I like going to back to routine and now adding some new and exciting things in my life.  It is exciting to be starting a new year.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First I want you to notice in the picture, our entertainment stand. A friend of mine had glued paper to the inside of the glass on theirs and I loved the idea. I copied her- but I give her all the credit.  I found what I thought was the perfect paper for our house.  I thought it would add a little decoration, plus hide what is inside the glass.  The remotes still work throught the paper!  I loved how it looked.  Loved- past tense.  I came home the other night and noticed some paper matching what I had put on the tv stand, in the trash.  Crumpled up in the trash.  Before I jumped to any conclusions, I ran to look at the tv stand.  Sure enough.  It was just glass, showing all the stuff inside.  I was like, "Joel, what happened?"  His response was simple, "Christmas is over."  I didn't know if I should laugh or cry.  I just held my head in my hands and did a little of both.  I spent a good 20 minutes measuring and taping that paper in there just right.  Not to mention the $5 I spent on this wrapping paper.  Aparently the flowers on the paper look like snowflakes to Joel.  He didn't understand that I was acutally going to leave it up permanently!  Isn't it sweet when your husband tries to help you out?  I haven't taken the time yet to repaper the inside of my tv stand.  But I will- I think it is a great idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My biggest project right now is MOPS.  I will be coordinating a MOPS group at our church and our launch date is Feb. 1st.  Please keep us in your prayers!  I am doing things that totally outside my comfort zone. Public Speaking for one, leading devotions, praying in public, etc...  It is going to be a growing experience.  I will be participating in a skit at our church next week about MOPS.  Ugh.  I have butterflies just thinking about it.  We still need a Moppets leader.  That is our biggest need right now.  Thanks for your prayers!&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/5305264927404717904-136919045298338941?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/136919045298338941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=136919045298338941&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/136919045298338941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/136919045298338941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-is-over.html' title='Christmas is Over!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R4FjVz_1t6I/AAAAAAAAAMw/KpHoiL6bTvE/s72-c/P1010933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-4287551379626906797</id><published>2008-01-02T23:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:52.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year, Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R3xgdD_1t4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/1kHYf3FchHw/s1600-h/P1010950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151098126210545538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R3xgdD_1t4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/1kHYf3FchHw/s400/P1010950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R3xgdj_1t5I/AAAAAAAAAMo/7RPau0byFQo/s1600-h/P1010953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151098134800480146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R3xgdj_1t5I/AAAAAAAAAMo/7RPau0byFQo/s400/P1010953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great time at our Sunday School class' New Year's eve party. It was a 70's theme party- you know how I love theme parties! Joel and I actually found some great stuff to wear at our Salvation Army. It was fun to dress up. I may even wear it again at our next Harvest Party! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-4287551379626906797?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/4287551379626906797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=4287551379626906797&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4287551379626906797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4287551379626906797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-baby.html' title='Happy New Year, Baby!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R3xgdD_1t4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/1kHYf3FchHw/s72-c/P1010950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-6607873333169635427</id><published>2008-01-02T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:52.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the soap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R3uTeT_1t3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/GGS-qmtErVg/s1600-h/P1010910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150872747801687922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R3uTeT_1t3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/GGS-qmtErVg/s400/P1010910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claire and Collin recieved some soap from a certain someone (I won't mention names) for Christmas. They were very cute. Collin got a Spider Man set and Claire a barbie set. They each had a can of foam soap. Collin was so excited about it! He was bathing everyday, and washing every inch of his body! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we had some cousins over to play one day Claire came upstairs to tell me that&lt;em&gt; Collin &lt;/em&gt;was doing something bad in the basement with his soap. I am sure she had nothing to do with it! I went down to check it out. I was shocked at what I saw.  All I could say was, "OH My Gosh"  Next my brother and sister in law came down.  Joel was standing at the top of the stairs.  I was like, well.  You better go look!  I was on my way to get the camera.  He said he tried to prepare himself for the worst, but what he actually saw was 3 times worse than that!  This picture doesn't even do it justice.  There was foam soap every where!  We managed to clean it up with some towels.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can say is 'Good times'  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-6607873333169635427?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/6607873333169635427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=6607873333169635427&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/6607873333169635427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/6607873333169635427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2008/01/thanks-for-soap.html' title='Thanks for the soap!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R3uTeT_1t3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/GGS-qmtErVg/s72-c/P1010910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-5028233939631665317</id><published>2007-12-27T12:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:52.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R3PkFz_1t1I/AAAAAAAAAMI/dNWjgsEZgjc/s1600-h/P1010866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148709587523057490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R3PkFz_1t1I/AAAAAAAAAMI/dNWjgsEZgjc/s200/P1010866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R3PkGD_1t2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/BMDROH1lBVk/s1600-h/P1010870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148709591818024802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R3PkGD_1t2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/BMDROH1lBVk/s200/P1010870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have so many things to post about. I am going to try to keep them in order and get up to date here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few weeks ago when I was doing something on the computer, I walked out into the family room and saw little clumps of hair all over the place. I guess I should say about 3-4 inches long clumps of hair. There were 2 children hiding behind the Christmas tree giggling and saying, "Let's do it again!" The culprits were Claire and Collin. Thanks the lord Chloe wasn't involved, she doesn't have much hair to work with!! They each had scissors in their hands. Collin's hair was butchered a little on the top and Claire's was chopped all over the place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't help but smile. I took some pictures and tried to 'fix' her hair the next day. It was hard for me to be mad. I should have been watching them more closely. Let's just say, the scissors are now hidden. I felt bad about Claire going to kindergarten not knowing how to use them! I started keeping them in crayon box. Oh well. We live, we learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-5028233939631665317?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/5028233939631665317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=5028233939631665317&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5028233939631665317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5028233939631665317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/12/final-cut.html' title='Final Cut'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R3PkFz_1t1I/AAAAAAAAAMI/dNWjgsEZgjc/s72-c/P1010866.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-5951476816727374800</id><published>2007-12-04T06:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:53.915-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Hunting Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R1U89cpfCzI/AAAAAAAAALw/iIrVO867jKk/s1600-h/DSCF0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140081576073169714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R1U89cpfCzI/AAAAAAAAALw/iIrVO867jKk/s400/DSCF0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R1U8-MpfC0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/rwpJF8HT08E/s1600-h/DSCF0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140081588958071618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R1U8-MpfC0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/rwpJF8HT08E/s400/DSCF0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week Joel went hunting. I was happy to hear him tell the story of how he shot his buck on Tuesday! That meant that I would be able to do a few things later in the week and he would have no reason not to watch the kids.  It has been a few years since he has actually shot a deer.  Now what are we going to do with the meat?  He brought some home last night and put it in our freezer.  Claire wants to eat it, Collin and I don't and who knows about Chloe.  Maybe I haven't given it a fair chance.  I have only tried one recipe, so maybe I will have to try one more.  If that doesn't work out,  that will be the last time.  Does anyone have any good venison recipes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-5951476816727374800?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/5951476816727374800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=5951476816727374800&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5951476816727374800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5951476816727374800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-hunting-season.html' title='It&apos;s Hunting Season'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R1U89cpfCzI/AAAAAAAAALw/iIrVO867jKk/s72-c/DSCF0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1754388321542510156</id><published>2007-12-04T06:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:54.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R1U788pfCxI/AAAAAAAAALg/9myr2HGtjTU/s1600-h/P1010765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140080467971607314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R1U788pfCxI/AAAAAAAAALg/9myr2HGtjTU/s400/P1010765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A couple of weeks ago we made it out to see the zoo lights. It was a great night. We went on a Monday and there weren't very many people there. It was on one of the warmer nights, so we were all able to keep warm! I did miss seeing the snow on the ground and the lights reflecting in the snow. It is always fun to get out to the zoo, no matter what the weather- at least for me. The kids had a great time with their cousin Oliver and went on the carousel together. We actually walked almost the whole zoo- since we didn't really stop to look at many animals. We did see the tiger walking around- it was cool since he is usually sleeping during the day. It was too dark to capture on film though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-1754388321542510156?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1754388321542510156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1754388321542510156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1754388321542510156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1754388321542510156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/12/zoo-lights.html' title='Zoo Lights'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/R1U788pfCxI/AAAAAAAAALg/9myr2HGtjTU/s72-c/P1010765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-5381355273180247664</id><published>2007-11-24T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T09:59:30.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Toothfairy Cometh</title><content type='html'>Last weekend Claire bit into a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt; and declared that her tooth hurt.  Joel checked it out and discovered that she did indeed have a loose tooth.  All weekend about every 5 minutes, Claire was running to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mirror&lt;/span&gt; to check out her loose tooth.  She was constantly asking when is it going to come out?  Why can't we just pull it out? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Claire came home from school on Monday she had her little tooth in an envelope.  I can't believe how fast it all happened.  I feel a little sad about her tooth being gone.  It means my little baby is growing up and she will soon have adult teeth in her mouth.  She looks very cute with the little space in her lower teeth.  I am glad it seemed to happen so fast though- I was getting tired of explaining how to wait for it to come out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire instantly started talking about putting her tooth under her pillow and about the tooth fairy.  I have never mentioned a tooth fairy.  How does she know one exists?  I guess from her friends etc...  The tooth fairy fell asleep and almost didn't make the switch.  She was very pleased to find a half dollar under her pillow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a few times a day she wants to know when she is going to get another loose tooth. We explain to her that she needs &lt;em&gt;some &lt;/em&gt;teeth to eat with!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-5381355273180247664?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/5381355273180247664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=5381355273180247664&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5381355273180247664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5381355273180247664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/11/toothfairy-cometh.html' title='The Toothfairy Cometh'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-8970781397941681581</id><published>2007-11-08T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:54.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Thankful Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RzNbAFTVJqI/AAAAAAAAALY/e9ssOudBwe4/s1600-h/P1010722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130544457486509730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RzNbAFTVJqI/AAAAAAAAALY/e9ssOudBwe4/s320/P1010722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we worked on our 'Thankful Tree'. I printed it out from &lt;a href="http://www.nickjr.com/parenting/activity_finder/printables/seasonal/dora-thankful-tree.jhtml"&gt;NickJr.com&lt;/a&gt;. They have some great stuff there for the kids. Last month I printed out lots of coloring sheets. It was fun to hear what they were thankful for and write them on the leaves then they could stick them on the tree. They were mostly thankful for the people in their lives, but also some clothes, and toys. Claire was thankful that she is going to lose her baby teeth. Always on the mind of a 5 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RzNZ-lTVJpI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ZCJURqLdxeQ/s1600-h/P1010721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130543332205078162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RzNZ-lTVJpI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ZCJURqLdxeQ/s320/P1010721.JPG" border="0" /&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/5305264927404717904-8970781397941681581?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/8970781397941681581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=8970781397941681581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8970781397941681581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8970781397941681581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/11/our-thankful-tree.html' title='Our Thankful Tree'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RzNbAFTVJqI/AAAAAAAAALY/e9ssOudBwe4/s72-c/P1010722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-5930645989615912009</id><published>2007-11-08T08:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T08:12:41.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard to Keep up!</title><content type='html'>I haven't been keeping  up with my goal of blogging 3 times a week!  It is my goal to try to do more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire missed yet another day of school yesterday.  She was throwing up the night before and still isn't back to normal today.  At least there is no school today and tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel and I went to Claire's first parent teacher conference.  She got a good report.  Her teacher said she is a social butterfly and does very well at school.  I knew she would.  She just loves  making friends and learning.  She did get her name on the board this week for a minor thing, and we also found out that she tried to go home with another girl on the bus.  I told the teacher I would definitely talk to her about that.  It sounds like something she would totally do though.  At age 5 I guess they don't understand why they can't just get on the bus and go wherever it is they want to go! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we are supposed to go to Chuck E Cheese with our playgroup.  I hope our family is well enough to go!  We will see, I have a feeling whatever Claire has is going to be passed around soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-5930645989615912009?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/5930645989615912009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=5930645989615912009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5930645989615912009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5930645989615912009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/11/hard-to-keep-up.html' title='Hard to Keep up!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-4022825106526144761</id><published>2007-11-02T16:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:55.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mexican Pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RyuL5H-YSjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/eEqf35YpvS4/s1600-h/P1010662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128346414200932914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RyuL5H-YSjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/eEqf35YpvS4/s200/P1010662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RyuL5X-YSkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/sY7HVhyfHao/s1600-h/P1010666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128346418495900226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RyuL5X-YSkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/sY7HVhyfHao/s200/P1010666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RyuL53-YSlI/AAAAAAAAALA/6EL2CNNDxJw/s1600-h/P1010667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128346427085834834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RyuL53-YSlI/AAAAAAAAALA/6EL2CNNDxJw/s200/P1010667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RyuL6X-YSmI/AAAAAAAAALI/cNMczHX25b0/s1600-h/P1010669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128346435675769442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RyuL6X-YSmI/AAAAAAAAALI/cNMczHX25b0/s200/P1010669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found a Mexican Pizza kit at the store a couple of weeks ago and made them last Friday night for dinner. I didn't have any ground beef, so we just did it vegetarian style- just refried beans. I have been feeling burnt out lately with the kids, so I wanted to make an extra effort to keep them busy and include them in making dinner. They really enjoyed themselves! I let them use the butter knives to cut some black olives. They were especially happy about that. My kids love black olives. They love to put them on their fingers and call them 'boo-boo's. Joel said he never did that when he was a kid. How sad. :( Anyway. When I wasn't looking Chloe put the whole bowl of olives on her pizza. What an artist. We baked them for a few minutes- to warm them up and then topped with lettuce and tomato. They were actually very good. I just love anything mexican though! It turned out to be a very kid friendly activity! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-4022825106526144761?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/4022825106526144761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=4022825106526144761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4022825106526144761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4022825106526144761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/11/mexican-pizza.html' title='Mexican Pizza'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RyuL5H-YSjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/eEqf35YpvS4/s72-c/P1010662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-4666187115823517883</id><published>2007-11-01T07:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:55.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rym2QX-YSiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RA89p2jl2Lc/s1600-h/P1010712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127830043167836706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rym2QX-YSiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RA89p2jl2Lc/s400/P1010712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I took the kids trick or treating in Morral. It was good. We really walked a lot and I didn't bring a stroller or wagon. Chloe did great. She wanted me to carry her sometimes, but I would say, "Let's run" and she would get excited and forget about wanting me to carry her. Now we have way too much candy. I can't wait to get it out of the house. I am so tired of the kids begging for candy every 5 minutes! (We don't usually have candy in the house)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the houses passed out a little tract called, &lt;a href="http://www.gnpcb.org/product/663575727217"&gt;A Pumpkin Tale&lt;/a&gt;. It is actually a pretty nice tract. When we got home from begging for candy, we were sorting the candy on the floor. I read this little tract to the kids as they were enjoying some of their treats. When I read the line when Sarah said she wanted God's light to shine in her heart, Claire said she did too. She has been expressing this too me over the last few months. I wanted to make sure she understood everything before taking it further. She would ask questions while we were driving or something and I couldn't really look at her when she was talking. Anyway. Claire prayed with me last night and she told Joel this morning that she asked God to live in her heart. Who knew that Halloween would be the day that Claire asked Jesus into her heart! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-4666187115823517883?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/4666187115823517883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=4666187115823517883&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4666187115823517883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4666187115823517883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rym2QX-YSiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RA89p2jl2Lc/s72-c/P1010712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-6346243026937223255</id><published>2007-10-22T09:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:55.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Claire's first Love Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rxyi-IzBKXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/oBigDQdszSs/s1600-h/P1010653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124149664437840242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rxyi-IzBKXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/oBigDQdszSs/s400/P1010653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This note was in Claire's backpack Thursday when she came home from school. I think that it is supposed to be a heart in the middle. She told me that Trent gave it to her and he told her that he loves her. How cute. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-6346243026937223255?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/6346243026937223255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=6346243026937223255&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/6346243026937223255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/6346243026937223255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/10/claires-first-love-note.html' title='Claire&apos;s first Love Note'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rxyi-IzBKXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/oBigDQdszSs/s72-c/P1010653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-5266334760091277344</id><published>2007-10-20T08:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:57.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Event FULL Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123395120288311554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rxn0t4zBKQI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MJrlq0ngGWY/s400/P1010619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123395128878246162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rxn0uYzBKRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/7SSBDl_f1wI/s400/P1010606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a very event Full day! Claire didn't have school yesterday so, I wanted to do something fun. I really should have stayed home to get some house work done, but you have to take advantage of these memory making opportunities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123400506177300786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rxn5nYzBKTI/AAAAAAAAAKA/xI2YUKdia4s/s400/P1010617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;First, we headed to Delaware to go to Lehner's Pumpkin Patch with some friends from our playgroup. It was windy, but a perfect day for pumpkin picking! They had a lot to choose from. We took a wagon out in the field and picked some great pumpkins. Chloe had a little trouble walking in the field. She kept getting 'stuck' in the vines. Collin and Claire each had their own wagons to pull. Collin wanted a white pumpkin and Claire wanted about 6 mini pumpkins. I told her she could have 2. This started the bad attitude that you can see in some of the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123400493292398882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rxn5mozBKSI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/oiomY1wY8Is/s400/P1010609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After pumpkin picking the kids enjoyed rolling down a hill near our picnic sight. We ate our lunches there and a great time was had by all! By this time Claire had perked back up. I think it was the rolling down the hill that brought her spirit back. I don't know how they do it. I would be so sick now, if I rolled down a hill. I can't even do a summer sault without getting dizzy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123400519062202690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rxn5oIzBKUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/uPZTs1jnoLM/s400/P1010623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent the rest of the afternoon at my mom's house working on baby shower invitations with my sisters. The kids enjoyed playing at grandma's house even though she wasn't there. She and my dad were on a trip to Arizona! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around 4 we got ready to go to Boo at the Zoo! We met Trish and her kids there. You will never guess who we saw there! It was the Amazing Spider Man. The kids loved it. The program was a little too long. Collin really wanted to meet him. I felt bad, cause he can't pick everyone to come on stage. Plus, Collin probably wouldn't talk anyway. Who knows, maybe he would talk to Spiderman! Claire was picked to go on stage though. She went up there and was supposed to answer some questions about safety. They were multiple choice questions. A, B, or C. Claire's answer was, 'Yes'. Spidey asked the question again and her answer was, 'Yes'. So, he said the right answer and Claire responded with another, 'yes'. So technically she answered right. Thanks Spidey! She won 2 prizes that she happily shared with Collin and Seth. Some pins and a key chain. It was pretty exciting to see Spiderman up there. I hope the kids remember it. I remember when my mom took us to see Darth Vader at Lazarus when we were little. It was pretty cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123405260706097490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rxn98IzBKVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hY5-EjV2swY/s400/P1010631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boo at the Zoo is pretty fun event. It is going on this weekend and next. We are zoo members, so it is free. The kids went trick or treating while enjoying lights and animals and of course Spiderman. We stayed until about 8. Longer than we normally would stay at the zoo, but the kids were having a good time and we only do this once a year! On our way out of the zoo we had 2 things that weren't so great happen. One with Chloe. She got a few people behind me and was calling out for me. I stopped so she could catch up and an older kid in a scary alien face costume stopped right in front of Chloe and just stared at her. When she noticed him, she started screaming and crying. The mother of this kids scolded him, but that was it. I just hope she doesn't have nightmares! The instinct to scream when you are scared starts so young! It is a strange reaction isn't it? I do it though. :) Anyway. I calmed her down. She was worried he was going to come back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123405277885966690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rxn99IzBKWI/AAAAAAAAAKY/tNm7D0brVr8/s400/P1010633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second thing that happened is that Claire ate some candy she wasn't supposed to. We were driving out of the zoo and she started crying for water. I was like, why are you crying about it? She told me that her tongue was itchy. I knew then what had happened. She was told and promised me she wasn't' going to eat any candy until I checked it all. Well, she ate a tootsie roll. She knows she is allergic to these. I was going to give her her epi-pen shot, but decided to wait about 10-15 minutes mostly because she is like a crazy person when she has to get a shot. When we made it to Delaware she was hacking and couldn't breath through her nose and her eyes were very puffy. I knew I had to give her the shot. From 1 tootsie roll! It is very hard to restrain her by myself with a needle in one hand! I finally was able to do it and she was okay the rest of the trip home. She asked me what letter milk started with out of the blue. She must be trying to figure out how to read labels now. It is just a reminder to me how scary holidays are since they are mostly about candy and food! I told Claire that she could die if she didn't get her shot and that people do die from food allergies. I hope she has learned her lesson! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides that, the day was very fun and hopefully fun for all! &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/5305264927404717904-5266334760091277344?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/5266334760091277344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=5266334760091277344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5266334760091277344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5266334760091277344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/10/event-full-day.html' title='An Event FULL Day!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rxn0t4zBKQI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MJrlq0ngGWY/s72-c/P1010619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-7215867028992800997</id><published>2007-10-13T09:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:57.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Collin Speaks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RxDEkIzBKPI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ieT9E5G2VCg/s1600-h/P1010522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120808901436057842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RxDEkIzBKPI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ieT9E5G2VCg/s400/P1010522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week has been a great week for Collin. It was our 3rd week visiting the speech therapist and having home visits from our NCOESC coordinator.  During the evalutation and assessment, Collin wouldn't speak to anyone and he would hardly do what they asked him to do.  He has gradually warmed up and this week, he actually spoke!  It is so exciting to hear him talking to people.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first time was 2 weeks ago at Playgroup.  Collin was playing with a little girl his age and actually laughing and talking to her.  When it was time to go, he told her, " I have to go home now!"  It was so cute.  It seems so small, but for Collin, this is huge!  Then, the following Monday when we had our home visit, it didn't take him very long to start talking to Susan.  He responded right away to a book she brought called, Go Away, Big Green Monster!  He really enjoyed it.  He talked with her the rest of the visit.  On Thursday we had our speech therapy appointment at Ridgedale.  These sessions are only 30 minutes.  It doesn't seem like very much time, especially when it takes Collin so long to warm up!  He tried to avoid talking most of the time, but by the end, he talked.  The last 5 minutes were successful!  I know all who are invlolved are very excited.  When we left, he told me he was going to talk to her all the time now.  I told him how much more fun he can have when he talks to his friends and teachers.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so pleased with the outcome of this.  My biggest goal for the year was simple.  I wanted to see Collin playing with kids his own age and enjoying himself.  Next, of course, I would like to see improvement with his speech and responding to adults, but I basically wanted to see him enjoying other kids in his age group.  I know they are going to recommend preschool for him.  I can see how it would help him.  It is amazing how different every child is.  Any preschool recommendations would be appreciated!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for all your prayers for Collin this year!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-7215867028992800997?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/7215867028992800997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=7215867028992800997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/7215867028992800997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/7215867028992800997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/10/collin-speaks.html' title='Collin Speaks'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RxDEkIzBKPI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ieT9E5G2VCg/s72-c/P1010522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-2219605112663065733</id><published>2007-10-12T07:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T07:41:38.238-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest update on Julie</title><content type='html'>Hello again!Do I hear a JOY - I just talked to Scott (8:45 p.m. Thursday) and he said Julie is doing much better today.  She is up and about. . .and has come a long way since Tuesday!The doctors are still running tests.  They are still going with the diagnosis of a stroke; however, because it is highly unusual for a woman of her age to have this happen, they want to run everything imaginable!Scott did say that one test revealed she has a small hole in her heart.  This condition affects about 30 percent of our population so it is nothing to be alarmed about.  He said if conditions were right, it is possible that is where the clot originated from.  As far as fixing the condition, the doctors told him there is no statistical data that shows it is better to have it fixed.  If they should choose to do so, it would be done as an outpatient.  The other option is "an aspirin a day."  But it is not something they have to make an immediate decision about!Scott also said one doctor even hinted at the fact that Julie may be able to go home tomorrow.  He said if anyone was planning on visiting to please call his cell phone to make sure they are still at OSU.  His number is 361-3644.Friends, our God is an AWESOME God - let's keep praying that we continue to hear such good news about Julie!Amy SpringerPS - If Julie is released back into the "wilds of the world," we will probably want to meet with Scott to find out more about the needs of his family.  I will keep you posted on that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-2219605112663065733?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/2219605112663065733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=2219605112663065733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2219605112663065733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2219605112663065733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/10/latest-update-on-julie.html' title='Latest update on Julie'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-3507519214449649777</id><published>2007-10-11T07:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T07:55:35.392-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Julie</title><content type='html'>I wanted to update you about my friend Julie.  All prayers are appreciated.  After reading Valerie's blog about how she met Julie (read her blog &lt;a href="http://firstpeteronefour.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;), I wanted to say how I met her too.  When I was pregnant with Claire we were actually in the same lamaze class.  We didn't really know each other then, but she had her son Adam around the same time as I had Claire.  My sister in law, Karen, moved a few months later.  I may be getting the exact times confused, but anyway, it turned out that Julie was Karen's new neighbor.  We reconnected at a cookout at Karen's house and then again later when Julie called me to be in a playgroup she was starting.  I have to agree with Val's post about encouraging your brother's and sister's in Christ when you have the opportunity.  I too missed an opportunity with Julie a few weeks ago when she called to invite me to BSF.  I didn't return her call, even though I really appreciated her thinking of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the latest I have heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Good Evening everyone,I talked to Scott about 7 this evening about Julie's day.She had an MRI about 10 a.m. and also saw an entourage of neuro. doctors.  Today's diagnosis is that she did have a stroke, and if that is what they are sticking with, the next step is find out what provoked it.She had an evaluation with physical therapy, and Julie has all her motor functions.  She may not be A-1, but the fuctions are there, which PT says is a good sign that they can retrain her brain for a full recovery.Scott also said they "took pictures of her neck."  She was schedule for an EEG but unfortunately, she had eaten breakfast and they were unable to do the test.The doctors are thinking that some of her tingling/loss of sensation could be because of swelling in her brain. Possibly, when she felt better (like maybe Friday), her swelling was down but then Sunday (when she didn't feel so great), the swelling had increased.He did mention that Julie is emotional - wouldn't we all be if we were in her situation!!!  Scott was apprehensive about visitors at this point.  Both families are still there so there are plenty of people coming and going. Please be advised that he did not say NO VISITORS; however, he did say if people wanted to see Julie, he would caution long visits.  She needs her rest!That's about it for tonight.  I asked him if they needed anything and he did mention that Jason had a rough time leaving his mom today!  I told him I would ask that all of you remember to lift up the boys in prayer.  As "normal" as everyone is trying to keep their routine, I am sure it is still stressful for them.I also ask that you keep Scott in your prayers.  He sounded exhausted!  And don't forget about the doctors who are working to get Julie back to health! And, of course, our sister in Christ - Julie!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-3507519214449649777?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/3507519214449649777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=3507519214449649777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/3507519214449649777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/3507519214449649777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/10/update-on-julie.html' title='Update on Julie'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-8119011822010599160</id><published>2007-10-10T08:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T08:48:18.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray For Julie</title><content type='html'>Please pray for my friend Julie.  I recieved this email about her yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you please pray for my friend, Julie Joehlin?  I got a call from her husband last Thursday.  Julie had lost partial  vision in her right eye and was panicked.  She ended up calling 911 and the emergency squad took her to MGH.  Scott (her husband) was on his way  home from Chicago and didn't want her to be alone. I went to the ER and they diagnosed her as having an occular (sp) migraine.  This weekend, she didn't show improvement and by Sunday, she  wasn't able to remember one of her boys' names.  They took her back to the  ER and admitted her.  I was there yesterday and the doctor confirmed that she had had a stroke  that has affected both sides of her brain.  As far as outwardly effects,  her right side is numb. They decided today to transfer her to OSU.  Julie is young (30s) and they  said this is highly unusual for someone her age.  She has three boys  (third grade, second grade and kindergarten). Her health state right now is confusion.  I would describe it as being home "but the light is not on."  I spent some time with her yesterday and was just sick by the time I left. I know there have been alot of advancements in stroke victims so I pray that her prognosis will allow her to be the mom she was just a few days  ago.  Julie's faith in God is strong.  We prayed yesterday that He guide them in  the path that will get her on the road to recovery - maybe that path was OSU. . . All morning, I have had a not so good feeling about this and I just want  to get as many people to pray for her as possible. Also, I have prayed for Jared's mom. . .it is a times likes these we want  to question - but at times like these, I guess we just pray that if it is  His will, we will receive his comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the latest update I have recieved about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spoke to Scott (8 p.m. on Tuesday).  He told me that Julie arrived at OSU safe and sound.   She had already seen three doctors and is schedule for an MRI tonight.The doctors are re-thinking her diagnosis of a stroke.  They are looking into possibly MS but it is TOO EARLY TO REALLY TELL ANYTHING!  The MRI will hopefully paint a clearer picture.Scott also said that Julie's numbness has increased, as well as her loss of sensation; however that can be from a very stressful day, too.  The following are special notes to some of those I have emailed:Karen - Scott asked that you contact BJ.  He said you would know who it is and how to contact.Kelly - Please tell Julie's Bible study teacher that she will not be there Thursday.  Julie is ADAMENT that she be told.  Scott said as goofy as it sounds to us, it is important to Julie.Jan - I talked to Linda and she will contact us with what the family will need after they figure it out.And to all - Prayer is powerful. . .and right now, Julie needs our prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-8119011822010599160?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/8119011822010599160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=8119011822010599160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8119011822010599160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8119011822010599160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/10/pray-for-julie.html' title='Pray For Julie'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-2932739438674661387</id><published>2007-10-09T08:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:57.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple Pancakes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have been wanting to post my mom's recipe for Apple Pancakes with Cider Syrup. It just didn't seem right during the almost 90 degree temp. It looks like fall may finally be arriving and maybe you can try out this family fall favorite! Mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apple Pancakes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 C bisquick (I use Aldi brand)&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;1 1/3 C milk &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rwt0fozBKOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/b-zIgK1Q0Gw/s1600-h/apples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119313488312871138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rwt0fozBKOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/b-zIgK1Q0Gw/s200/apples.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup grated apple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cider Syrup&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 tbs cornstarch&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp pumpkin pie spice&lt;br /&gt;2 cups apple cider&lt;br /&gt;2 tbs lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup margarine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix everything except margarine in a microwave safe bowl. Microwave until thick and boils about 1 min. (careful, it may boil over) Remove from microwave and add margarine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes: You will probably have to at least double the pancake recipe if there are more than 4 people in your family. You probably won't need to butter your pancakes with all the butter in the syrup! Boy, is it good though! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-2932739438674661387?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/2932739438674661387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=2932739438674661387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2932739438674661387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2932739438674661387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/10/apple-pancakes.html' title='Apple Pancakes!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rwt0fozBKOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/b-zIgK1Q0Gw/s72-c/apples.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1801388216508855570</id><published>2007-10-08T07:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T07:33:25.104-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic Ball</title><content type='html'>We went to cousin Oliver's birthday party yesterday.  Boy, was it warm!  The kids still had a great time.  They rode little quads all over the yard.  It was cute to see Chloe trying to drive one.  On the invitation it said to bring your coats for an outside party!  We sure didn't need our coats!  We all were joking that we needed our swim suits instead!  Where is Fall?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the party we went to my mom's to cool off a little bit and visit before coming home.  The kids had white paper bags that they put their candy in from the pinata.  Uncle John.  What can I say.  He showed Claire the invisible ball trick.  You know, you pretend there is a ball and you can make it do all kinds of things and then land in your paper bag.  You flick the bag to make a sound like the ball has landed in it.  Claire was totally amazed by this simple trick.  She talked about it all night.  She really thinks there is a magic ball.  She says John is amazing.  She still thinks that Uncle Andrew doesn't know how it works!  She wanted to show daddy the first thing when we got home.  Joel was even fooled on the first try.  She slept with the magic ball- since John let her take it home with her.  Now, she is taking it with her to school.  She can't understand why it doesn't work when Collin or Chloe are holding the bag.  We had to break the news to her.  I told her that it may not work at school.  So, we told her the trick.  I felt like we were telling her Santa wasn't real or something!  She said that she would hold the bag and have her friends throw the ball into the bag.  She took it pretty well.  Thanks John for some fun memories and some cheap fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-1801388216508855570?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1801388216508855570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1801388216508855570&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1801388216508855570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1801388216508855570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/10/magic-ball.html' title='Magic Ball'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1324811067054516561</id><published>2007-10-05T11:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T11:21:40.689-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Superwoman's Freedom Plea</title><content type='html'>I am doing a Beth Moore study right now on the fruits of the spirit.  Today I read this poem and thought it was cute.  I don't watch much 'daytime' television.  (mostly kids shows)  But I know what they represent!  I did watch some in college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere on earth is a woman's role more distorted than daytime television. This selection has been written in response to her example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superwoman's Freedom Plea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Lord, who said there's just One Life to Live?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'm livin' a thousand!&lt;br /&gt;The few times I do awake to pray&lt;br /&gt;All My Children start arousin'!&lt;br /&gt;Uh, oh! No time for quiet now&lt;br /&gt;Think quick! The day's beginning'!&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to recall all Oprah's advice.&lt;br /&gt;Then my head starts spinin' -&lt;br /&gt;Make those youngsters religious, cautious but not suspicious&lt;br /&gt;And watch their self-esteem!&lt;br /&gt;Yet you be a professional, look sensational&lt;br /&gt;And keep that house squeaky clean!&lt;br /&gt;And perish the though you'd forget the needs&lt;br /&gt;Of that marvelous man you married&lt;br /&gt;Why, throw yourself before him when he raises his eyebrows&lt;br /&gt;And quit thinking, "I'd rather be buried!"&lt;br /&gt;Oops, now I'm late for work, the kids hate their clothes&lt;br /&gt;And the baby's got a cough&lt;br /&gt;As the World Turns so quickly, I'm severely tempted&lt;br /&gt;To take the next jump off.&lt;br /&gt;Surely they're kiddin, Is there anyone left&lt;br /&gt;Who's honestly Young and Restless?&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I feel centuries old, completely worn out&lt;br /&gt;And cellulite infested!&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna take more than Ryan's Hope for this woman to survive.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot abide another deep breath of these Days of Our Lives!&lt;br /&gt;Superwoman? She's a curse. To fake her is impossible!&lt;br /&gt;And if I try for one more day, I'll wind up in&lt;br /&gt;General Hospital!&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta be here, I've gotta be there&lt;br /&gt;I frankly cannot face it.&lt;br /&gt;Rescue me from havoc, please, show me what is basic! Slow me down, Lord, save this life and keep my eyes on You.&lt;br /&gt;Satan can have this rat race world -&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I'm just passin' through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-1324811067054516561?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1324811067054516561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1324811067054516561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1324811067054516561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1324811067054516561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/10/superwomans-freedom-plea.html' title='Superwoman&apos;s Freedom Plea'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-3597872965687109825</id><published>2007-10-04T12:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:57.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Combine Rides</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RwUUKIzBKMI/AAAAAAAAAIY/EYLgWtO7osE/s1600-h/P1010568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117518715969153218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RwUUKIzBKMI/AAAAAAAAAIY/EYLgWtO7osE/s400/P1010568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally had our first combine ride this year. It has been a slow year of getting started with the harvest. Tuesday night Claire's soccer practice was cancelled, so we headed out to the field to visit daddy. Last year, it seemed we rode with Joel daily. Chloe was excited, but scared. She doesn't remember last year! Claire and Collin sure do. They like to watch the beans coming into the bin and also being unloaded from the bin through the little window. Claire was so concerned that it was going to get too full. She wants to know how it all works. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next year we won't all be able to ride together. It is a little crowded trying to fit a family of 5 into a combine! Claire and Collin sit on the tool box behind the 2 seats and I hold Chloe on my lap. Claire is really too big to be sitting back there and I could tell she was getting uncomfortable. I may have to let Chloe sit in the back and let Claire sit with me or stand in front of me. I can't let Chloe ride alone yet, but probably next year. Collin and Claire do pretty good riding alone with Joel except that Claire talks too much! Collin usually falls asleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117519639387121874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RwUU_4zBKNI/AAAAAAAAAIg/1Kv80fGErmU/s400/P1010579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-3597872965687109825?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/3597872965687109825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=3597872965687109825&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/3597872965687109825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/3597872965687109825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/10/combine-rides.html' title='Combine Rides'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RwUUKIzBKMI/AAAAAAAAAIY/EYLgWtO7osE/s72-c/P1010568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-2493764754097352070</id><published>2007-10-04T08:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:58.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the Applefest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RwTkUozBKLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/rCjqoXUlU30/s1600-h/P1010532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117466119799646386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RwTkUozBKLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/rCjqoXUlU30/s400/P1010532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday we headed over to the Lawrence Orchard after Claire's soccer game. We had a few guests with us. John spent the night the night before and Julie, Jo and kids all came for Claire's game and to go to the Applefest with us! What a nice surprise. We all had fun and the kids really had a good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We enjoyed the hay maze, the train ride, and the hay ride. (We won't talk about how Chloe and another little boy fell off the back of the hayride while I was with them) They were okay though. We all had fun eating apples the rest of the day.  I think Claire had 4 that day.  She really likes apples!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-2493764754097352070?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/2493764754097352070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=2493764754097352070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2493764754097352070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2493764754097352070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/10/fun-at-applefest.html' title='Fun at the Applefest!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RwTkUozBKLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/rCjqoXUlU30/s72-c/P1010532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-8678871148081715557</id><published>2007-09-28T11:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T11:41:04.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>William Tell Overture for Moms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/w_oc1j5NakY' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/w_oc1j5NakY'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Something to make you smile today! :0)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-8678871148081715557?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/8678871148081715557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=8678871148081715557&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8678871148081715557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8678871148081715557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/09/william-tell-overture-for-moms.html' title='William Tell Overture for Moms'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1522011766646314058</id><published>2007-09-25T17:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:58.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvest has started</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RvmHDmKBHuI/AAAAAAAAAII/wcxK3F-DtZ4/s1600-h/combine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114267347707829986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RvmHDmKBHuI/AAAAAAAAAII/wcxK3F-DtZ4/s400/combine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess you can say harvest has officially started around here. Joel has combined a few days here and there but there were never enough beans ready to go full force. They have been working 2 full days now, so the beans must be ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is day 2 of Joel being in the field and me being home alone constantly with the kids! I am already exhausted. Joel didn't get home until the kids were in bed last night and it went mostly okay. There was a little trauma when Claire noticed her fish had died. She wanted to sleep with it. Collin's fish died over the weekend, so I changed the water last night in an attempt to save Chloe's fish. All is well so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't heard from Joel today, so he must be busy in the field and coming home late again. The way of the farmer. You are to just know this. I have learned not to ask, "when will you be home?" because he will not give an answer. Since we have been married I have tried to get him to communicate to me a little bit concerning whether he would be here for dinner or not. That would be nice to know. I don't get as frustrated as I used to. At least I have the kids here to keep me busy. Time flies. When you are alone, it seems to go slower. Sometimes I will bring him some food to the field and the kids will ride with their daddy in the combine. Hopefully they will have fond memories of this when they grow up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say a prayer for my patience and energy level in the coming weeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-1522011766646314058?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1522011766646314058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1522011766646314058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1522011766646314058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1522011766646314058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/09/harvest-has-started.html' title='Harvest has started'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RvmHDmKBHuI/AAAAAAAAAII/wcxK3F-DtZ4/s72-c/combine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-2015797145496040150</id><published>2007-09-24T16:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T16:51:22.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hampster for Dinner</title><content type='html'>I made shrimp for dinner Saturday night and Claire was excited to see them on the table.  She said to Collin, "Look Collin, we're having hampster for dinner!" &lt;br /&gt;I think she confuses hampster and lobster and then confused shrimp and lobster.  Still.  We all had a laugh about that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-2015797145496040150?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/2015797145496040150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=2015797145496040150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2015797145496040150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2015797145496040150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/09/hampster-for-dinner.html' title='Hampster for Dinner'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1345217941802915691</id><published>2007-09-22T14:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:58.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I haven't found the time to make an entry this week! It was the busiest I have had for a long time. I started 2 new small group studies this week. I know I need both of them. I know that I can manage my time so that God can work through both. One of them only meets 2 times a month and the other is weekly. I am excited about both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started a playgroup at our church and we have been meeting on Wednesday's. This week we also took a trip to the Zoo on Friday. It turned out to be hotter than I thought it would for Sept 21st! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113107410185166546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RvVoGWKBHtI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Gg1ifhp88Ms/s200/P1010516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met at the school for the results of Collin's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;assessment&lt;/span&gt; and all was good. He qualifies to get the help we need and we are looking forward to seeing some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;improvement&lt;/span&gt; in his speech and how he relates socially. We will be meeting at the school for 30 minutes a week to work with the speech therapist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had to take Claire to her soccer and dance &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt;. On top of all this, I went out with my mothering class for appetizers and also got away to meet my High School friends in Columbus on Wednesday. I know Joel won't be around much in the next month or so, so I wanted to take advantage while he was here. It was a lot to cram into one week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to schedule my time better in the coming weeks! Some people thrive on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt;. I can only handle a couple a week, maybe. It is hard to take the kids with you where ever you go too. It makes everything take longer. These are the days I know I will miss though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-1345217941802915691?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1345217941802915691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1345217941802915691&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1345217941802915691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1345217941802915691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/09/busy-week.html' title='Busy Week'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RvVoGWKBHtI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Gg1ifhp88Ms/s72-c/P1010516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-7696534743464000051</id><published>2007-09-17T12:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:58.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures and Parties</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Ru6tmxFlhoI/AAAAAAAAAH4/xGvQcV_4Pe4/s1600-h/P1010173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111213508635494018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Ru6tmxFlhoI/AAAAAAAAAH4/xGvQcV_4Pe4/s200/P1010173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joel took this picture of me and the kids back in August. I think it is the only one we have! I take most of the pictures around here, thus, I am not in them! I want to make it a priority to get more pictures of me and the kids together- even Joel and I together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claire was invited to a birthday party Saturday.  We all went over to Joel's cousins house for the party.  It was a good time.  Claire and Clayton are both in kindergarten this year.  Collin wanted to participate in the gift giving, so I let him pick a small gift out for Clayton.  When Clayton opened his gifts, it was so cute to watch Claire and Collin.  They sat next to him on their knees and patiently waited while he opened his gifts.  I was pretty proud that they sat there and didn't get in the way like most kids do.  When he opened Collin's gift- a rubber frog- Clayton squeezed it and then tossed it aside. (as he did with his other gifts)  Claire whispered to Collin, "I think he likes it"  in a matter of fact voice.  It was so cute.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-7696534743464000051?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/7696534743464000051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=7696534743464000051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/7696534743464000051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/7696534743464000051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/09/pictures-and-parties.html' title='Pictures and Parties'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Ru6tmxFlhoI/AAAAAAAAAH4/xGvQcV_4Pe4/s72-c/P1010173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1641147554050125993</id><published>2007-09-11T07:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T07:47:47.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Manic Monday</title><content type='html'>I sent Claire to school yesterday not knowing if I should or not.  Since she has already missed 2 days and she didn't have a fever, I sent her to school.  The phone rang around 11:30 in the middle of playing Memory with Chloe and Collin.  My heart sank when I saw the caller ID.  It was the shool.  Claire told her teacher she didn't feel good and ended up in the office.  She had a low grade fever and she was coughing a lot.  I said I would pick her up and got ready to head to the school.  On the way out the door, I tried calling the Dr.  I decided not to wait it out, but to make sure we were doing everything we could to get her better!  They had an appointment at 1.  That meant we needed to head into town instead of coming home.  I figured we could pick up something to eat on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Joel to fill him in on all this and remembered I was driving on a spare tire.  I decided to head to the shed so he could put the fixed tire on.  We had an hour to spare- right?  Well.  As I headed to the shed it seemed all the roads were closed!  I went 3 different ways and there were road blocks.  I was getting very frustrated.  After driving about a 5 mile detour, we made it to the shed.  Joel quickly put the tire on.  Chloe is so scared of the air compressor!  It is cute, but she is really terrified of that sound!  Joel offered to take the other 2 home for lunch with him while I took Claire to the Dr.  I thought since we were the first appointment after lunch, we should be in and out of there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dr.  decided to do a chest x-ray.  This added like 2 hours to our Dr. visit!  We are used to having them done, but it has been awhile.  All was well with the x-ray.  No pneumonia etc...  Then it was on to Meijer to pick up a new antibiotic.  I hope this one really works!  We didn't get home until after 4.  Joel wasn't too upset about missing a half day of work.  It was really out of my control.  It was really great to not have to drag Chloe and Collin around too.  I would have been pulling my hair out by then!  Claire was entertaining herself at the x-ray place by trying to cross the walkway without touching it.  This including army crawling across the floor mat and leaning across to the carpet.  I just pretended I didn't know her.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire was off to school this morning with no fever and 2 doses of antibiotic in her system.  I hope she has a better day today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-1641147554050125993?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1641147554050125993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1641147554050125993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1641147554050125993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1641147554050125993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/09/another-manic-monday.html' title='Another Manic Monday'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-509652987660531658</id><published>2007-09-10T08:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:58.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All wiped out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RuU1_ta2XEI/AAAAAAAAAHw/bKVMN_4HdSg/s1600-h/P1010500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108548720961936450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RuU1_ta2XEI/AAAAAAAAAHw/bKVMN_4HdSg/s400/P1010500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what we all felt like yesterday after a very tiring weekend.  We had a soccer game at 9 am Saturday and a cookout at noon.  In between there Joel had to change a flat tire on our van.  Luckily I had the truck to run a few errands when this happened.   Claire was very upset to see a tire laying next to our garage when we got home.  Sunday's are always busy with church, but when we have to drive to Columbus on top of that, it really wears us out.  We celebrated John's birthday with my family.  We didn't get home until 6:30.  I can't wait for a day when we can all just use the weekend to rest instead of running around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-509652987660531658?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/509652987660531658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=509652987660531658&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/509652987660531658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/509652987660531658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/09/all-wiped-out.html' title='All wiped out'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RuU1_ta2XEI/AAAAAAAAAHw/bKVMN_4HdSg/s72-c/P1010500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-6343690498963793483</id><published>2007-09-06T10:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:59.549-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday John!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RuARP9a2XDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/gdFS6Kkc7bU/s1600-h/PICT1547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RuARP9a2XDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/gdFS6Kkc7bU/s320/PICT1547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107100943321029682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my little brother John turns 28!&lt;br /&gt;Boy, do I feel old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about my brother John.  John has always been very smart.  He is attending graduate school right now.  He has always been a very good student.  He is good at math and could tell you all kinds of sports statistics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John has a special interest in teaching English as a second language.  He has studied in Spain and in Mexico.  He has been tutoring Japanese students for several years as he was working through college and has continued doing this.  He has a special connections with kids.  My kids love it when he comes over.  Chloe is especially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;attached&lt;/span&gt; to him right now. He gives them all equal attention and makes them feel very special and loved, in some ways that Joel and I can't.  He is a great Uncle to have around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RuAQ6Na2XCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/iiozQDv9dhI/s1600-h/P1010447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RuAQ6Na2XCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/iiozQDv9dhI/s320/P1010447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107100569658874914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also know John to be very Godly even at a young age.  He has encouraged me to look at my life and priorities at times.  He has grown up to be a loyal friend and great brother.  We love it when he comes to visit us for a few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John is also responsible for bringing Nintendo into our family.  When John was in 5th grade, he saved his money and bought his own Nintendo.  He was kind enough to share it with the family.  He is still a good saver.  We have many fond memories of playing Metroid, RC Pro-am, Super Mario Brothers and of course Zeldo and many more in John and Josh's room.  There were rules though.  You had to wear socks in their room and you couldn't leave any stray hairs on anyone's pillows.  I think that was more Josh than John though.  Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you John and hope you have  a great birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-6343690498963793483?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/6343690498963793483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=6343690498963793483&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/6343690498963793483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/6343690498963793483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-john.html' title='Happy Birthday John!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RuARP9a2XDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/gdFS6Kkc7bU/s72-c/PICT1547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-5050586610894404285</id><published>2007-09-04T22:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:59.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rt4WD9a2W_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/ct7cVwrDId0/s1600-h/pink+soccer+ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106543284767316978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rt4WD9a2W_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/ct7cVwrDId0/s320/pink+soccer+ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Claire is doing much better. She still has a horrible cough, but she has finished her antibiotics. We have all had whatever it is she brought home. We made it to soccer practice tonight and she did much better than last week. I wasn't sure if we would be coming back at all after last week's practice. I took the kids by myself and we &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;left in tears last week. &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;     Well. I have been casually asking Claire if she still wants to play soccer. She really doesn't like it this year. I am not sure why. Joel and I took the weekend to think about sending Claire to a dance class as well. It seems that to be in dance, you have to sign up now and it goes through the whole year. I know she will enjoy it. We went to the placement class for dance tonight and then to soccer practice right after that. We told Claire that she has to finish out soccer this year. She can't quit. I quit every lesson I was in when I was in school. I quit violin. I quit piano 2 years in a row right before the recital. I really wanted to take dance class. I took it when I was in 5th grade- I was in the beginning class with preschoolers when I was this giant 5th grader with a changing body wearing a leotard. I was very self conscious. I quit that too right before the recital. I felt everyone would be laughing at me. It's okay to laugh now. :)&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;     Claire did great at her practice tonight. She even seemed to have a little bit of fun. I think one of the girls on her team may also be in her dance class. I think that will help her bond with the team better. I actually stepped in to help assist the coach when the real assistant didn't show. It is strange to me- all the other parents just sit there and don't even encourage their kids to obey the coach. It was apparent that he needed help tonight. Basically just getting the kids to stay in line or wait their turn. I think he appreciated the help. &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;     Joel and I are always like, we're not going to be those parents who sign their kids up for everything and have their schedules full all the time. We basically said they could do one thing a year if they wanted. Here we are already breaking our own rules. Oh me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-5050586610894404285?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/5050586610894404285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=5050586610894404285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5050586610894404285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5050586610894404285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/09/claire-is-doing-much-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rt4WD9a2W_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/ct7cVwrDId0/s72-c/pink+soccer+ball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-2009667205873302697</id><published>2007-08-31T08:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T09:13:23.398-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After a somewhat discouraging week, this devotional really hit the spot!  I especially like the reflections and power verses at the end!  Claire is home again today, but doing much better.  She is on antibiotics and needs the weekend to get better.  Thanks for all your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 31, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rescuer&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;a title="http://proverbs31.gospelcom.net/speaker_tracie.htm" href="http://proverbs31.gospelcom.net/speaker_tracie.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Tracie Miles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “They cried to the Lord in their trouble, and he saved them from their distress.  He sent forth his word and healed them, he rescued them from the grave.”&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 107:19-20 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;Devotion:&lt;br /&gt;As I was searching for a box in the attic, my 18 month old toddler slipped through a small hole in the 2nd story attic floor and landed in the garage about 15 feet below. Unfortunately that wasn’t the only time one of her injuries would land us in the emergency room in the years to come. But despite the fear and concern that her accidents have caused us over the years, God has used those incidences to show me not only His infinite love and protection, but also His power to perform miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my daughter fell from that 2nd story attic, disappearing through a hole which I was unaware of, I screamed and frantically rushed to where she had been standing.   With horror, my heart sunk and fear filled every bone in my body as I helplessly watched her plunging to the hard concrete floor below.  But her descent came to a halt with an unexplainable miracle. With my own eyes, I saw my baby gently bounce off of the hard concrete floor of the garage.  It was as if she had landed on a big fluffy pillow of soft cotton, and just bounced off of it like a little feather.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments later after retrieving her from the garage floor, I realized she had a small bump on her forehead, but not a scratch, laceration, serious bruise, concussion or broken bone in her tiny little fragile body.   The doctors could not logically or medically explain this phenomenon. They even questioned my husband and I as to whether or not she had really fallen 15 feet, especially since by the time we arrived in the emergency room, she had stopped crying and was acting like a normal happy baby at a routine checkup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no other explanation for this miracle than God’s almighty hand at work.  God’s mercy was with my child that day, and something besides the cold, hard concrete floor broke her fall.  You see, I believe in my heart, that the strong and powerful hands of an almighty but gentle God, reached down at that exact moment in time and rescued her from imminent pain and possible death.  This was God’s way of physically rescuing her and saving her from death, but it was a reminder to me that He is the ultimate rescuer of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I accepted Jesus as my Savior, I too was rescued by God. Rescued from death, from sin, from the emotional suffering of past mistakes, from the pain of trying to live life on my own and from spending an eternity apart from His love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago, the Christian group NewSong sang a song called Arise, My Love, which is a powerful song about the risen Savior.  It serves as a reminder tome of what we were rescued from when He arose. The chorus says:  “Sin – where is your shackles?; Death – where is your sting? Hell – has been defeated! The grave could not hold a king.”  The risen savior rescued us from those things, and we are victorious through our king!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are living a life apart from God; falling into sin, pain, sorrow, frustration, despair, or even just the overwhelming demands of life – you need a rescuer! Simply lift up your arms, seek Him with your full heart, and lay those problems at His feet.  No sooner than your prayers fill the air, will He will throw down a life raft of love, mercy, protection, provision and compassion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, please rescue me. Help me to see You at work in my life, and understand how I can glorify You through these circumstances.  In Jesus’ Name, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related Resources:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://proverbs31.gospelcom.net/knowHim.htm" href="http://proverbs31.gospelcom.net/knowHim.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Do You Know Him?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://proverbs31.gospelcom.net/newresources_Rainbow.htm" href="http://proverbs31.gospelcom.net/newresources_Rainbow.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Reinventing Your Rainbow&lt;/a&gt; by Tracie Miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.compassion.com/Sponsor_a_child/default.htm?referer=" href="http://www.compassion.com/Sponsor_a_child/default.htm?referer=68813" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Help Rescue a Child through Compassion International&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Application Steps: &lt;br /&gt;Write down two things in your life which you would like God to rescue you from.&lt;br /&gt;Pray about them then keep a prayer journal of how you see God working in these areas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflections: &lt;br /&gt;Are there problems that I have been trying to handle myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I turned to God for answers, or sought answers from other measures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power Verses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=" chapter="18&amp;amp;verse=" version="31&amp;amp;context=" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=23&amp;chapter=18&amp;amp;verse=17&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Psalm 18:17&lt;/a&gt;  “He rescued me from my powerful enemy, from my foes, who were too strong for me.” (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=" chapter="81&amp;amp;verse=" version="65&amp;amp;context=" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=23&amp;chapter=81&amp;amp;verse=6&amp;version=65&amp;amp;context=verse" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Psalm 81:6&lt;/a&gt;  "I took the world off your shoulders, freed you from a life of hard labor. You called to me in your pain; I got you out of a bad place... (MSG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 31 Ministries&lt;br /&gt;616-G, Matthews-Mint Hill Road&lt;br /&gt;Matthews, NC 28105&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.proverbs31.org/" target="_blank"&gt;www.Proverbs31.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-2009667205873302697?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/2009667205873302697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=2009667205873302697&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2009667205873302697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2009667205873302697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/08/after-somewhat-discouraging-week-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-8245343847197037161</id><published>2007-08-29T19:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T19:30:40.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer for Claire, Collin</title><content type='html'>Well.  One of my fears has become reality.  Claire came home from school today coughing.  She seemed okay spirit wise, so I didn't pay much attention.  At dinner she said she wasn't hungry and she wanted to lay down.  As I was sitting with her on the couch, she felt warm to me.  She said she didn't eat her lunch today and that she was crying at lunch time.  When the teacher asked her what was wrong, she said she wanted me.  That doesn't really seem like Claire.  It took her 3 hours of being home to tell me this anyway!  I took her temperature and it was 100.6.  She said she wasn't having trouble breathing.  We haven't had to give her any breathing treatments since last winter.  It seemed like her asthma was under control.  August and September are the highest months for asthma in children seen at the hospital.  The last 2 days I have seen an air quality alert on the news.  They say people with Asthma should stay inside with air conditioning.  Well.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ridgedale&lt;/span&gt; doesn't have air conditioning.  I just have this ache in the pit of my stomach.  Anyway, Claire was laying down on my bed when we were getting the kids ready for bed.  I heard her wheezing like I haven't heard in a long time.  She had dozed off and it just reminds me of all the hospital stays we have had in the past.  I wish I had done something sooner.  We got out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nebulizer&lt;/span&gt; and started her breathing treatments.  I think I am going to get out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;orapred&lt;/span&gt; as well.  She may have to miss her 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; day of school.  :(  I thought we would make it farther than that.  Please keep us in your prayers the next couple of days and weeks ahead.  Here, I was worried about her food allergy and the asthma has hit us first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Collin is having a play-based assessment tomorrow at 1 pm.  We are going to be having speech therapy for him at the school and an in home visitation on a weekly basis.  Our prayers for this is that he will actually talk to the teacher/speech therapist and that he will begin to improve in his speech.  This will make him more confident in his speech and less frustrating for all of us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-8245343847197037161?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/8245343847197037161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=8245343847197037161&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8245343847197037161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8245343847197037161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/08/prayer-for-claire-collin.html' title='Prayer for Claire, Collin'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-4574669621251496954</id><published>2007-08-27T09:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:38:59.982-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103372172973726690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RtLR89a2W-I/AAAAAAAAAHA/uKQQP3g4pBw/s320/P1010381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It seems like lately it has been all about Claire. We had our first soccer game Saturday. It went pretty well until about 1/2 way through. It seemed like a lot of the kids on our team didn't want to play and Claire picked up on this and acted accordingly. I had flashbacks of last year when she did the same thing. She really does do a good job, but it was hot and it seems like if one kid cries, it is contagious. Some of the parents were babying their kids, saying, "oh, it's okay..." I told Claire that when you are on a team you need to play whether you want to or not. Your team needs you. You can't just walk off the field whenever you want, you have to try for your team. Maybe I am too strict. I don't want Claire to be a quitter, but I don't want her to resent playing either. There has got to be a happy medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are playing with a different Upward Soccer this year. We found out they play at our church, so we thought we should go with that one. There are differences, but not much. I found out Sunday that they will be getting a concession stand. That will be nice. One thing that I have noticed is that the coaches (at least our coach) don't really try to get to know the family. Our coach talked to Joel on the phone, but other than that, he hasn't introduced himself or asked us our names etc... Maybe my expectations are too high. I think Upward is supposed to be an outreach opportunity to the community, so I feel if you don't try to reach the parents, you are missing the opportunity. Our coach doesn't know us, so how does he know if we even go to church anywhere. I am trying to work on my attitude so we can enjoy this season. Maybe I need to be the one to reach out to our coach and other parents on our team. I would have to leave my comfort zone. I guess since we are playing in Upward Soccer, it is a ministry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; for us, as well. It is all in your perspective. I guess I can't just sit on the sidelines waiting for someone to reach out to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have already seen some benefits from playing this year. I have seen 2 families from our church we don't know well. I am hoping to get to know them better. I saw a woman I have been in a playgroup that also has a daughter in Kindergarten at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ridgedale&lt;/span&gt;. I am hoping to reconnect with her. These are both mom's that I can try to get involved in the MOPS ministry I will be starting at church. We sold our refrigerator Friday night and the woman, who is going through a divorce, noticed our Upward bumper sticker. She also has a daughter playing Upward Soccer. We only talked briefly, but maybe a seed was planted. This has all happened with only 2 practices and one game. When you look at it this way, it is great to see all that God can do with this team. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please pray with me for this season and also for Andy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wirt&lt;/span&gt; who is coaching soccer in Columbus. It is a great opportunity for outreach for him and his family as they are planting a church in the New Albany area. You can visit his blog here. &lt;a href="http://wirt-prayer-team.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://wirt-prayer-team.blogspot.com/&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/5305264927404717904-4574669621251496954?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/4574669621251496954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=4574669621251496954&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4574669621251496954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4574669621251496954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/08/it-seems-like-lately-it-has-been-all.html' title='Soccer'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RtLR89a2W-I/AAAAAAAAAHA/uKQQP3g4pBw/s72-c/P1010381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1437483156924083922</id><published>2007-08-23T16:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:39:00.132-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cream Brownies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rs3ou9a2W9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/aFcf6bgjKgM/s1600-h/P1010374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101989846339443666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rs3ou9a2W9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/aFcf6bgjKgM/s320/P1010374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Claire is allergic to milk I am always looking for dairy free recipes or a way I can make them dairy free.  I saw this recipe in one of my cooking for kids magazines.  You fill the ice cream cones with 2 tablespoons of brownie mix and bake!  This is the first time I have made them, so I had to monitor the time.  I frosted them with frosting and added sprinkles.  Actually, the box of ice cream cones had a similar recipe on it, but you actually top the brownie with a scoop of ice cream and drizzle with hot fudge.  Sounds messy to me!  This turned out to be a great snack for the kids after Claire's first day of school.  I hope they don't expect this every day! :)&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/5305264927404717904-1437483156924083922?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1437483156924083922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1437483156924083922&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1437483156924083922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1437483156924083922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/08/ice-cream-brownies.html' title='Ice Cream Brownies'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rs3ou9a2W9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/aFcf6bgjKgM/s72-c/P1010374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1707683337485989862</id><published>2007-08-23T08:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T08:19:16.119-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Twas the Night Before Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>The Night Before Kindergarten  by Natasha Wing&lt;br /&gt;‘Twas the night before kindergarten and as they prepared,kids were excited and a little bit scared.&lt;br /&gt;They tossed and they turned about in their beds,while visions of school supplies danced in their heads.&lt;br /&gt;Erasers and crayons and pencils galorewere stuffed in their backpacks and set by the door.&lt;br /&gt;Outfits were hung in closets with care,knowing that kindergarten soon would be there.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning it came – school starts today!Would the teacher be nice? Would they still get to play?&lt;br /&gt;Faces were washed, and teeth were brushed white;Kids posed for pictures with eyes sparkling bright.&lt;br /&gt;Parents packed snacks and kids hopped in carsAs if they were boarding a spaceship to Mars.&lt;br /&gt;Some kids brought blankets or their favorite stuffed bear;in hopes they could nap like they did in day care.&lt;br /&gt;Their parents exclaimed: “You’re big kids – WOW!Let us hold your bears and blankies for now.”&lt;br /&gt;The parents were worried their children would cryif they left them at school with just a good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;So they told their darlings, “If you want, we can stayand make sure that everything will be A-okay”The teacher then greeted each one with a smile,and invited the students to stay for a while.&lt;br /&gt;The room was all filled with toys, books, and maps,but where were the beds for midmorning naps?&lt;br /&gt;They colored and painted and played Simon Says,then tumbled and skipped and stood on their heads.&lt;br /&gt;They sang silly songs from beginning to end.Within just a minute, each kid had a friend.&lt;br /&gt;The children were happy. They loved Miss SunriseIt was she who was in for a giant surprise.&lt;br /&gt;When what to her wondering eyes should appearbut sad moms and dads who were holding back tears!&lt;br /&gt;Their noses – so sniffly! Their eyes – red and wet!This was the saddest good-bye Miss Sunrise had seen yet!&lt;br /&gt;She gathered the grown-ups on the magical rug,then sent them away after one final hug.&lt;br /&gt;The children all waved from the door of the school.“Don’t cry, Mom and Dad; kindergarten is cool!”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-1707683337485989862?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1707683337485989862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1707683337485989862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1707683337485989862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1707683337485989862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/08/twas-night-before-kindergarten.html' title='Twas the Night Before Kindergarten'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-2791736729829954482</id><published>2007-08-23T07:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:39:00.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101866000957463474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rs14GNa2W7I/AAAAAAAAAGo/uAZFOEwb1eM/s320/P1010322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We set the alarm for 6:20 am. Joel was up before 5. He said it was because of his allergies-partly. He must have been nervous about Claire getting on the bus. I woke up with the alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made Claire some pancakes while Joel woke her up. She came down and was excited for school. We had laid out her clothes the night before and put them in my room so she wouldn't wake up Chloe. She really wanted to wear her hair down, but I convinced her to wear it up since there is no air conditioning at the school! That is just crazy to me. Anyway, we were completely ready with lunch made and all by 7:10 am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bus came around 7:30. It goes by our house and then turns around and comes back. We had a few mintues to get outside and ready for our goodbyes. Chloe was up by now. She kept saying 'bye!' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rs1489a2W8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/-jpSjkF_h58/s1600-h/P1010323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101866941555301314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rs1489a2W8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/-jpSjkF_h58/s320/P1010323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the bus drove up I almost forgot to take a picture and didn't even notice the crying baby behind me. Claire walked right up on the bus without a look back. She is so brave. The bus driver had to tell her to turn around and look at me for the picture. We waved as the bus drove away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all happened so fast! I hardly had time to feel the emotions I thought I would. Then, I saw Chloe who was crying. She wanted to get on the bus with Claire! As we were wallking up the driveway, Collin was standing with the front door open. He wanted to know where Claire was. He said to me with tears in his eyes, "I wanted to say goodbye to her!" I guess I should have woken him up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sat on the couch with 2 crying babies and shed a few tears myself. I don't know how many more will be shed today and next week. It will be so different to not have Claire here. I know I will be glad and sad at the same time. New adventures await me! I am off to the store with Collin and Chloe. Can you believe it? Only 2 kids to take!&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/5305264927404717904-2791736729829954482?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/2791736729829954482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=2791736729829954482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2791736729829954482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2791736729829954482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rs14GNa2W7I/AAAAAAAAAGo/uAZFOEwb1eM/s72-c/P1010322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-4605527877251527549</id><published>2007-08-22T17:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:39:00.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In with the New, Out with the Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101642671248006034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rsys-ta2W5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/JTweQAAac-g/s320/P1010315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Joel came home early one day last week and suggested we get a new refrigerator because Sears was having a sale. I didn't get my hopes up. I wasn't sure why we really needed one. We already had 2! We have the one that came with the house when we moved here and the one from our old house we use for drinks in the garage. Mostly for Soy Milk- not alcoholic drinks. :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In doing some research I discovered that your refrigerator is about 20% of your electric bill. Here we are running 2 at a time and one of them is in the hot garage! We decided to go ahead and check out the sales. We were invited to the friends and family sale to receive and extra 10% off on Sunday night. They also didn't have the model we wanted in stock and it is not being made anymore. We had to take the floor model- with only $25 off the price. Still, ended up to be a great deal. I really wanted a black one, but they didn't have anymore of those. The one we got is called Satin- a look alike for stainless steel. It doesn't leave fingerprints- we couldn't live with all the fingerprints! Anyway, it came today. It is much larger than our other 2 and we can't wait to fill it with our food and see how much we will really save on our electric bill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone need a refrigerator? We have 2 side by sides available! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-4605527877251527549?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/4605527877251527549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=4605527877251527549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4605527877251527549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4605527877251527549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-with-new-out-with-old.html' title='In with the New, Out with the Old'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rsys-ta2W5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/JTweQAAac-g/s72-c/P1010315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-2695817555426195841</id><published>2007-08-19T16:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:39:00.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rsiq19a2W4I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/o_uU3twLlWM/s1600-h/P1010279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100514421994052482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rsiq19a2W4I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/o_uU3twLlWM/s400/P1010279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This will be a short entry. I just wanted to post this awesome picture I took at the zoo last night. I realized that I never take pictures of the animals when I am at the zoo, so I tried to take some last night. I captured the bears at a perfect picture op. Did I tell you, I am loving my new camera?!&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/5305264927404717904-2695817555426195841?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/2695817555426195841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=2695817555426195841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2695817555426195841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2695817555426195841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/08/fun-at-zoo.html' title='Fun at the Zoo'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rsiq19a2W4I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/o_uU3twLlWM/s72-c/P1010279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1917305137409253886</id><published>2007-08-17T09:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:39:01.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to School with Food Allergies</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099660565315738466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RsWiQ9a2W2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/xEDi61N0C_M/s320/P1010247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I took these pictures of Claire yesterday morning. She just looked so pretty, I told her I wanted to take a picture. I love our new camera!                                                                                          I got my stuff from the &lt;a href="http://www.foodallergy.org/"&gt;Food Allergy Network &lt;/a&gt;yesterday. We had to buy duplicate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;prescriptions&lt;/span&gt; for her to have at school which totalled over $200. Yikes! I also felt the need to buy some items to make it easier to manage her allergy to milk at school. I can't believe it starts next week. After much prayer and discussion, Joel and I decided to send Claire to public school. It is going to be hard to let go of my control! I have never trusted any one else with her food allergy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I purchased some picture &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;key chain&lt;/span&gt; holders to put on her backpack and lunch box. It has a picture of her and on the other side instruction for what to look for in an allergic reaction. I also bought a card with how to read a label for a dairy free diet. I thought this would help her teacher to read the labels for snacks etc... I feel it would be easier this way than trying to educate all the parents in the class. I plan on just having a back up snack at school for her when there is something she can't eat. We met with the school secretary and cafeteria cooks this morning. Claire won't be eating the school lunches, but everyone who is around her should know of her allergy. I will be packing her lunch everyday. One of the guides I bought from the Food Allergy Network has 2 pages of lunch ideas! I am glad to have options for her other than sandwiches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RsWl39a2W3I/AAAAAAAAAGI/KmV97MVJX0c/s1600-h/P1010244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099664533865519986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RsWl39a2W3I/AAAAAAAAAGI/KmV97MVJX0c/s320/P1010244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be meeting with the school Nurse and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Principal&lt;/span&gt; in the future, and of course her teacher. They weren't in this morning. I know it will be okay and everyone will be glad to work with us. It is hard for me to be so bold. It is so out of my personality. I have had practice in different situations though: the hospital, church, YMCA, birthday parties, soccer, etc... I have had to step out of my comfort zone of blending in the background and make myself known. I have to for Claire's sake. God has definitely helped me with this and I pray that he will make me more comfortable as time goes by. The older Claire gets, she will be able to be outspoken herself about it. My biggest fear is that people will be annoyed by me being the 'food police'. I never imagined having to monitor my child's food so closely. It has been a learning experience for all of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-1917305137409253886?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1917305137409253886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1917305137409253886&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1917305137409253886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1917305137409253886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/08/going-to-school-with-food-allergies.html' title='Going to School with Food Allergies'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RsWiQ9a2W2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/xEDi61N0C_M/s72-c/P1010247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-5096988605594886737</id><published>2007-08-14T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:39:02.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Friendships</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RsGi6XCggBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/VMAncsHZrwI/s1600-h/hsfriends.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098535376660758546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RsGi6XCggBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/VMAncsHZrwI/s400/hsfriends.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was going into 7th grade, my parents decided to send me to a Christian school. It was one of the hardest things for me and I resented it for a very long time. All of my siblings changed to Worthington Christian when they reached 7th grade as well, but no one took it as hard as me. Maybe because I was the first one. I didn't handle the change very well. The other kids knew it was coming so they had time to prepare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I know now what a privilege it was to attend Worthington Christian. I appreciate the Chistian education I recieved, but most of all I appreciate the friendships I developed there. I have known these girls for 20 years now. Amazing. I have been roommates with 2 of them. It is amazing they still talk to me! Trish and I have always kept in touch. I would say she is my best friend forever. I know we will always talk. I am so glad to have a friend like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RsGkIHCggCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/8Z4X-P-24fg/s1600-h/hsfriends2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098536712395587618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RsGkIHCggCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/8Z4X-P-24fg/s400/hsfriends2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RsGkIHCggCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/8Z4X-P-24fg/s1600-h/hsfriends2.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost contact with Megan and Kelly here and there, but hope that we can keep in touch now. We have been getting together for a 'Girls Night Out' monthly since April. It is so great to just have a night off and encourage each other. I really need that in my life. It was great to get together last night and end our evening praying for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan is getting ready to leave for Zimbabwe next week. She will be working with a program called Farming God's Way for about a month and then she will be heading to an orphanage until December. If you think of her please pray for her as she heads to a country that is in turmoil right now. I know God is going to use her there. She is going alone, so I am praying that she will find companionship while she is there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-5096988605594886737?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/5096988605594886737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=5096988605594886737&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5096988605594886737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/5096988605594886737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/08/great-friendships.html' title='Great Friendships'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RsGi6XCggBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/VMAncsHZrwI/s72-c/hsfriends.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-467578866823413070</id><published>2007-08-13T06:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:39:02.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RsA7vnCggAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Fb1lFSmyFAE/s1600-h/P1010164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098140467302793218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RsA7vnCggAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Fb1lFSmyFAE/s400/P1010164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought we would spend this weekend at the pool, but we didn't make it over there once. We decided to go to a park Saturday morning and have a picnic. We headed to Bucyrus to a park we don't visit that often. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, we stopped at a yard sale and found some great bargains. I spent $8. We came home with a steam cleaner for our carpet, a pair of shoes, a turtle lamp with an amber shade, a glass cake stand, 2 skirts and 3 pairs of shorts for Claire, 2 boxes full of matches, and 2 soap dishes from Longaberger. What a deal! I just love yard sales. I have to watch it though, cause isn't my goal to get rid of our junk?! I don't want to be bringing home other people's. At yard sales people with good intentions are always trying to give my kids 'free' toys. I am always like, we just got rid of that same thing at our yard sale! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate our lunch at the park and then went on a short hike. It was very nice. They had a suspension bridge that was pretty fun (and scary) to walk across. Joel thought it would be funny to rock the bridge knowing my fear of them! Anyway- the kids really enjoyed themselves. It is so fun to see them exploring and pretending. I realized once again that Chloe isn't a baby anymore, we didn't need a stroller ( we haven't needed one all summer- why did I need to buy that new one again?) and she loved walking on the trail. Whenever we came out of the woods or over the bridge, she would say "Yea! We did it!" and clap her hands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We enjoyed a little bit of play at the playground. Collin was called a baby by some boys who were almost the same age as him and he was very offended. He just came and told me, "They said I am a baby, but I'm not. I'm not a baby." Just matter of fact. I assured him he isn't a baby, but a big boy and he was fine. It is nice to see he can stick up for himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed home after a stop at Wal-mart for a few things. We had a nice time and I wonder why we don't do it more often. We are planning a picnic at the Zoo this week and Joel will be along for that. The kids get so excited when they know Daddy is going to come too. Good times.&lt;/div&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/5305264927404717904-467578866823413070?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/467578866823413070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=467578866823413070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/467578866823413070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/467578866823413070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-thought-we-would-spend-this-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RsA7vnCggAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Fb1lFSmyFAE/s72-c/P1010164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-8072180701484204515</id><published>2007-08-07T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T22:32:19.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation Successful</title><content type='html'>Sunday, I got a lot done around the house.  I finished up Claire's room in the morning and organized most of the kitchen before Joel even got home from church!  I took out several things in my kitchen.  I had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Longaberger&lt;/span&gt; Mug Tree that I decided to put away.  We don't even use those coffee mugs.  I also cleaned up our medicine cupboard and threw away a lot of expired &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; and took a bunch upstairs.  I was using our bread box to keep medicine in.  I am going to start putting bread in it- imagine that! ;)  I also put away 2 serving trays I was using to hold clutter in the kitchen.  It is so much easier to cook on a clean counter! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Claire starts school, I want to have a place for everything.  I want to be able to find the papers we need etc...  My next project is the office.  It ends up being our overflow room.  Whenever we have company- all the clutter goes in there.  Wouldn't it be nice to not have any clutter to throw in there?  That is my ultimate goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday afternoon, I started on my room!  Yea!  Usually Joel complains when I want to rearrange our room, but he didn't this time.  It looks much better and is more functional.  It is so clean!  Claire and Chloe's room is still looking good too.  Claire has been making her bed and putting her clothes away all week.  I think she is excited to have a clean room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-clutter operation has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;successful&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-8072180701484204515?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/8072180701484204515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=8072180701484204515&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8072180701484204515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8072180701484204515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/08/operation-successful.html' title='Operation Successful'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-6104358022573217493</id><published>2007-08-06T08:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:39:02.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Joel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RrcZE3Cgf9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/4gLnnjpv5bg/s1600-h/P1010112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095569074677645266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RrcZE3Cgf9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/4gLnnjpv5bg/s400/P1010112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today Joel turns 43.  It is hard to believe.  Joel and I had a date night last week, so tonight he gets his choice for dinner and dessert.  He chose my mom's Chicken Divine and Peach Pie a la mode.  I have never made a peach pie before, but it should be good! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a lot of things I appreciate about Joel that I don't say that often!  He is a great father and husband.  I am lucky that he comes home for lunch most days.  It is a real blessing.  I really like that he takes the trash out without ever being asked!  He is a neat freak.  I appreciate this so much.  I never have to clean up after him, only myself and the kids!  He inspires me to be a better wife and mother.  He takes pride in our house and yard.   He is very handy! He never leaves anything half finished.  He fixes things very promptly in our house.  He is great at hanging pictures too!  He lets me be the remote queen in our house.  What more could I ask for?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claire loves to get hug, hugs from her daddy.  Collin loves to be tickled by daddy and Chloe loves her daddun.  They all know their daddy is a farmer and recognize tractors and sprayers 'like daddy's'.  Chloe saw a combine in a book and said, 'daddun'.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all love you, Joel!  Happy Birthday! :)&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/5305264927404717904-6104358022573217493?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/6104358022573217493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=6104358022573217493&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/6104358022573217493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/6104358022573217493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-joel.html' title='Happy Birthday, Joel!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RrcZE3Cgf9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/4gLnnjpv5bg/s72-c/P1010112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-8360447311234707449</id><published>2007-08-05T10:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:39:03.332-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='housekeeping'/><title type='text'>Operation De-Clutter</title><content type='html'>A few of you have asked how my mission to de-clutter has been going. Well, it is going to be a long process. Definitely can't get it done in one day! I did get the kids' rooms done. Collin's room is already pretty clutter free except for his clothes. I don't know what to do about that. I wish there was a way to lock his dresser! The first thing I did do was to put away all the dress-up clothes. I have them hidden in a duffle bag in our closet. Hopefully they won't find them, but they had like 7 or 8 dresses that they would change into every day. Yes, they. Collin too. Claire loves to dress him up like a princess. When you have that many big dresses laying around it really adds to the clutter. I have noticed a big difference already this week. Maybe they won't want to play upstairs as much too, if they know there isn't much to play with up there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I worked mostly on the girls' room because that is where most of the clutter originates. I had a dollhouse bookshelf in their room. I looked everywhere to find it when Claire was little. I decided to move it to the attic. Since my goal is to have no toys in their room, I needed to get out anything that would actually hold toys! I guess it is more important to me to have less clean up than to have an adorable bookshelf in their room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope to have a different bedding situation by Christmas- maybe bunk beds? But for now Chloe's crib is a toddler bed. We had an issue with her climbing last night (and falling). We had to move it to a location that isn't close enough to anything she would try to climb on. So, it is in front of the windows for now. We took the closet doors off when we first moved in to make the room seem bigger (and they kept coming off the track). I have had the dresser in there at times, but for now it is our reading corner. We all have stories in there together before bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RrXpBHCgf7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/H1halA9i-NI/s1600-h/P1010108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095234758718291890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RrXpBHCgf7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/H1halA9i-NI/s200/P1010108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RrXp3nCgf8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/evvVOLwn35I/s1600-h/P1010109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095235695021162434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RrXp3nCgf8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/evvVOLwn35I/s200/P1010109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RrXpBHCgf7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/H1halA9i-NI/s1600-h/P1010108.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;I left a small basket of toys for Chloe and the baby crib for the girls to play with. Hopefully they can handle clean up with this small amount of toys. I moved the baskets that used to be in the bookshelf to the top shelf of the closet. There are some doll clothes, and a few choice toys they may ask to play with. I moved 4 boxes to the attic of toys, one bag of throw away and one small bag to the basement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, the operation is going well. I have noticed much less clutter in all areas of the house! It is much easier to keep up with. My next goal is the office and the kitchen. There are toys in the office too- can you believe it?! I am going to really narrow down the toy selection and only have a few in the basement too. I will do that last. After I decide what I still want out, then I will rotate them in the basement. I will keep you updated on what I get accomplished this next week! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Chloe has a cold, so I stayed home from church with her. It is amazing how much work you can get done with only one child at home! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095230794463477666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RrXlaXCgf6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/y29h20P4hgs/s400/claireandchle%27sroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RrXlaXCgf6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/y29h20P4hgs/s1600-h/claireandchle%27sroom.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/5305264927404717904-8360447311234707449?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/8360447311234707449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=8360447311234707449&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8360447311234707449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/8360447311234707449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/08/operation-de-clutter.html' title='Operation De-Clutter'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RrXpBHCgf7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/H1halA9i-NI/s72-c/P1010108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-6823090734327498063</id><published>2007-08-03T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:39:03.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe Jolie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RrO1jnCgf3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Q6cQygGtB7M/s1600-h/Chloe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094615226865713010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RrO1jnCgf3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Q6cQygGtB7M/s400/Chloe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe is such a fun girl. She has so many expressions. These are some pictures my sister's captured one afternoon at my mom's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We recently changed her crib to a toddler bed. I am hoping to find some bunk beds before Christmas for Claire and Chloe so I can give the crib and changing table to my sister. Chloe has taken to it very well. Chloe is also our best sleeper. She always lays down and says goodnight without a fight. Since she isn't in her crib, it is nice to not hear her crying or yelling in the morning for us to get her out. She has been getting up herself in the morning and walking into our room or downstairs, depending on where we are, and saying, ' Uh morning' It makes me smile every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collin and Chloe are in the habit of waking each other up in the morning so they can play with each other. Claire isn't liking that too much. She has said she doesn't want Collin playing with Chloe anymore. Ah, sibling rivalry. Chloe has been caught in the middle somewhere. Having 3, it seems there will be one left out at times. I remember that growing up. I remember times when Jeff and I would gang up on Jason and times when Jason and I were the best of friends and Jeff was no where around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight at dinner Chloe was feeding me the rest of her dinner and after I took a bite said, 'Good Job!"  She has also been saying very clearly, "I don't want it".  Who knows what expression she will be saying next.  She is such a blessing to our family! ;) &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/5305264927404717904-6823090734327498063?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/6823090734327498063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=6823090734327498063&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/6823090734327498063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/6823090734327498063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/08/chloe-jolie.html' title='Chloe Jolie'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RrO1jnCgf3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Q6cQygGtB7M/s72-c/Chloe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1180524578952899381</id><published>2007-07-31T08:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:39:03.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for Sweet Corn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rq8vN3Cgf2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/kZ7yHGLONTg/s1600-h/sweetcorn2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093341618738593634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rq8vN3Cgf2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/kZ7yHGLONTg/s400/sweetcorn2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joel brought home a bucket of corn last night.  I got the kids to help with the shucking (is that the right term?)  They really had a lot of fun.  At first Claire was frustrated and thought she couldn't do it. Then she saw that Super Collin was having no problem whatsoever!  She gave it another try and succeeded.  Chloe was even successful.  It was a very cute and  happy memory!  Joel being a farmer and all, I know we will have many more this year and in the years to come!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was a time when I wouldn't allow Joel to bring sweet corn into the house!  Does anyone know why?  It was when I was pregnant with Claire.  I was so sick, I developed an aversion to the smell of corn.  I couldn't even think about it.  I am finally over that. It is  6 years later and I can enjoy sweet corn again.  I am sure Joel is happy about that since he could survive on it if he had to.  Have you ever seen anyone eat 5-6 ears at a time?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-1180524578952899381?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1180524578952899381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1180524578952899381&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1180524578952899381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1180524578952899381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/07/time-for-sweet-corn.html' title='Time for Sweet Corn!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rq8vN3Cgf2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/kZ7yHGLONTg/s72-c/sweetcorn2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-9203166188978872721</id><published>2007-07-30T13:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:39:03.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning House</title><content type='html'>Since we have been home from the beach I have been overwhelmed with housework! I finally got caught up on laundry, but it isn't the laundry that is overwhelming. It is the clutter! It makes me not even want to try to clean it up. Joel made the comment last week that it looked like the kids were home all day without any supervision. Like it was a Lord of the Flies house or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice to be at the beach house and have so little. I let the kids each bring a book and a toy and we never even got them out. Within an hour of being home it seemed like every room was trashed. I finally gave in to Joel's wisdom to get rid of the kids toys. I think I buy the toys more for me than I do for them. They don't even miss the toys when they are out of sight. Well. I can't keep up anymore. Since Chloe isn't a baby anymore, it seems like the mess has doubled! I used to be able to keep up with it. There is just too much stuff. I am going to put all the toys out of their rooms and most of them into the attic. I want to be somewhat organized when I do this in case I want to switch out some of their toys later. The toy room is in the basement, and I have gradually been thinning those out as well. I guess I will let them each keep a stuffed toy on the bed, but only one. They do play with them quite a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to feel free from this stuff! I don't know what took me so long to come to this decision. I have a few friends who just have no clutter- you know who you are.  I always come home from their house and want to purge my own.  It has to be that the less you have the easier it is. I don't even know how we have accumulated so much. Maybe Joel and I both come from families who don't want to throw stuff away. I am gradually changing to the opposite. It really does feel good to have less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of the stuff I have removed from their rooms. Now it is in my room! The longer it stays there the more chance there is for it to be spread back all over the house! I need to get this organzied and put away today! Wish me luck! :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093052511604997970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rq4oRnCgf1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/9Nm6GExM06k/s320/PICT1588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any organization or living clutter free tips feel free to share!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-9203166188978872721?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/9203166188978872721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=9203166188978872721&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/9203166188978872721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/9203166188978872721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/07/cleaning-house.html' title='Cleaning House'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/Rq4oRnCgf1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/9Nm6GExM06k/s72-c/PICT1588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-4358338114983114791</id><published>2007-07-27T09:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:39:04.032-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbyes'/><title type='text'>Bittersweet Goodbyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqnwmHCgf0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/mRVGMMzzoyE/s1600-h/michaelcousins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091865391234318146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqnwmHCgf0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/mRVGMMzzoyE/s320/michaelcousins.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqnwPnCgfzI/AAAAAAAAADw/6JVDzf47Nw4/s1600-h/jennyjeffjas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091865004687261490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqnwPnCgfzI/AAAAAAAAADw/6JVDzf47Nw4/s320/jennyjeffjas.JPG" border="0" /&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&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;Last night we said our goodbyes to my brother Jeff ( in the green shirt) and his family as they are moving to Texas this weekend.  I managed to get most of the cousins to sit still for a picture while they were playing on the play ground behind my parents house.  Chloe wouldn't sit still and Paisley was in the house with her mama.  In January we are expecting the 9th Michael cousin to be born.  My parents will have as many grandchildren as children at that point!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please pray for Jeff and his family as they drive out to Dallas, Texas this weekend and live in a 2 bedroom apartment!  They are still praying for their house in Columbus to sell.  I am praying too for the transition for the kids especially.  They will have other family nearby to help with the transition.  We will all miss Jeff and the family, but we hope to see you on at least a yearly basis!  I know that as a child, my best memories were those when we visited our cousins a days drive away!  And with email and blogs we should be able to keep in touch with each other!  We love you guys!&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/5305264927404717904-4358338114983114791?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/4358338114983114791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=4358338114983114791&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4358338114983114791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4358338114983114791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/07/bittersweet-goodbyes.html' title='Bittersweet Goodbyes'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqnwmHCgf0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/mRVGMMzzoyE/s72-c/michaelcousins.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-85627482350210952</id><published>2007-07-25T08:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:39:04.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plug for Heath Photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While on vacation I discovered that my sister Jess has her own photography business. I knew she was a photographer, but I didn't know she had her own business now! She even has a website. I don't know if I am out of the loop because I live out of town or what, but I think it is great. I would have been telling people sooner about it because I get so many compliments about her photos! Check out her website &lt;a href="http://jessicaheath.com/"&gt;http://jessicaheath.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides the 3 photos of my kids on the top of my blog, the picture of Joel and I, and my family picture to the right, here are a few of her recent photos she has taken!  There are many more on her website!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091119686127484690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqdKYXCgfxI/AAAAAAAAADg/8CG5aBP-L6c/s400/_MG_9421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091120927373033250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqdLgnCgfyI/AAAAAAAAADo/JYSYhAm96x8/s400/resize.jpg_2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5305264927404717904-85627482350210952?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/85627482350210952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=85627482350210952&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/85627482350210952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/85627482350210952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/07/plug-for-heath-photography.html' title='Plug for Heath Photography'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqdKYXCgfxI/AAAAAAAAADg/8CG5aBP-L6c/s72-c/_MG_9421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-7047483252325737515</id><published>2007-07-24T09:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:39:04.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatta Zuchinni!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqYDaHCgfwI/AAAAAAAAADY/UnvvG1eafD4/s1600-h/DSCF0002c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090760175889972994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqYDaHCgfwI/AAAAAAAAADY/UnvvG1eafD4/s400/DSCF0002c.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew that your zucchini's would grow so big?  We were only gone for a week!  This one looks more like a pumpkin!  Anyone need any Zucchini?  We have a lot!&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/5305264927404717904-7047483252325737515?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/7047483252325737515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=7047483252325737515&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/7047483252325737515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/7047483252325737515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/07/whatta-zuchinni.html' title='Whatta Zuchinni!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqYDaHCgfwI/AAAAAAAAADY/UnvvG1eafD4/s72-c/DSCF0002c.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-2333019399694105093</id><published>2007-07-23T12:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:39:05.558-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obx'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Back from the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqUqbnCgftI/AAAAAAAAADA/Rln15nzHrCo/s1600-h/obxlustfam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090521607636549330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqUqbnCgftI/AAAAAAAAADA/Rln15nzHrCo/s400/obxlustfam.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqUp3HCgfsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nJ6nsdiGFCg/s1600-h/PICT1395.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&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&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;We just returned home from an 8 day vacation. We started out in Pennsylvania to visit with my Nana in Hershey and then we were off to the Outer Banks of North Carolina. We stayed in a beach house with some of my family in the little town of Duck. It was a very nice trip. This is really the first family vacation we have taken with all the kids for more than 2 nights. I don't count going to Kansas as a vacation. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids really enjoyed the ocean and the pool in our little community. We all really had a great time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had our own room with an attatched bathroom. The kids slept in their sleeping bags and Joel and I took the queen sized bed. Jim, Joe, Josh and my cousin Brendan shared a room of 4 bunks. Then my sister Jess and husband Adam had a room, Julie and husband Andrew had their own room and my cousin Devon had a pull out sofa in the basement. Mom and Dad had the master suite. It was a beautiful beach house with access to the balconies from all the bedrooms. We had a hot tub to share, although I was usually too tired to enjoy it at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqUrJHCgfuI/AAAAAAAAADI/PLTreOdSU3s/s1600-h/PICT1421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090522389320597218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqUrJHCgfuI/AAAAAAAAADI/PLTreOdSU3s/s320/PICT1421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqUrz3CgfvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JiObN5QOBlE/s1600-h/PICT1464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090523123760004850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqUrz3CgfvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JiObN5QOBlE/s320/PICT1464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized that my siblings and parents were there to just basically do nothing and enjoy the time away from work etc... Our family is in a different stage than they are. I still had to do the same things I do everyday, but in a strange place away from the comforts of home! It was difficult to keep the kids quiet when they arose at 6:30 every morning! We usually ate and tried to leave for the beach early. Oh, to sleep in to 10am again. I couldn't even do it, if I tried. We made 2 to 3 trips to the beach each day and then swam in the pool in the afternoon. Bedtimes went pretty well mostly because the kids were worn out from all the days activities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090518966231662242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqUoB3CgfqI/AAAAAAAAACo/xq_qkmn5jAY/s320/PICT1468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did make a daytrip out to the Elizabethan Gardens on Roanoke Island. It was so humid and hot there we didn't get to fully appreciate it. It was very beautiful though. Then we went to the Aquarium on Roanoke Island. It was very nice as well. Luckily I realized after we had paid that we could recieve a discount with our Columbus Zoo pass. Usually it is only 50% off. Well. It turned out to be free! It was a nice surprise. The kids got to pet a ray and see some pretty big sharks there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090519777980481202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqUoxHCgfrI/AAAAAAAAACw/3sdYFZ6Qq7g/s320/PICT1405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a long drive home yesterday and Collin, who usually doesn't like new situations etc... was very upset that we weren't going back to our beach home. He really took to the ocean and adapted very well to the beach house. Claire made several friends on the beach and Chloe was the timid one. She was a little scared of the ocean. All in all- we would love to go again and know that the next time will be even better!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090438538674077314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqTe4XCgfoI/AAAAAAAAACY/ykAymaOsWtQ/s400/obxhammock.JPG" border="0" /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-2333019399694105093?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/2333019399694105093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=2333019399694105093&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2333019399694105093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/2333019399694105093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-from-beach.html' title='Back from the Beach'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RqUqbnCgftI/AAAAAAAAADA/Rln15nzHrCo/s72-c/obxlustfam.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1970407190048916251</id><published>2007-07-11T07:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T07:43:26.128-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hog the Ground (The Groundhog Song)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/GEHJaROqDDI' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/GEHJaROqDDI'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See what Steve Burns has been up to lately!  My kids love this video!  The coolest kids song I have heard for a long time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-1970407190048916251?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1970407190048916251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1970407190048916251&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1970407190048916251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1970407190048916251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-hog-ground-groundhog-song.html' title='I Hog the Ground (The Groundhog Song)'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-637551918939361829</id><published>2007-07-08T18:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:39:05.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferris Wheel Firsts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RpFoCja0Q5I/AAAAAAAAACI/MPu_dgyIykE/s1600-h/ferriswheel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084959847354745746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RpFoCja0Q5I/AAAAAAAAACI/MPu_dgyIykE/s400/ferriswheel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to the Marion County&lt;br /&gt;Fair last week. We had free tickets and a free dinner at the fair and still ended up spending close to $20. With 3 kids being fair at the fair is expensive. We let them each ride a pony @ $3.50 each. They have been asking all year to ride a pony and we always say, maybe at the fair. They remembered and made us pay up! It was so cute though. Joel and I had to walk with Chloe and Collin, but Claire was big enough to go alone. As we were walking around, one of the workers said to me, "only 32 more laps to go!" We were only going to let them ride 2 rides, but it became 3 at $1 each ride. Claire and Collin rode a swing ride together while Joel took Chloe on the merry go round. Then the finale was the Ferris Wheel and it was great cause they all 3 got to ride together. They would scream every time they came around and raise up their arms. It was well worth the $3 we had to spend for their first ferris wheel ride together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RpFnRTa0Q4I/AAAAAAAAACA/jKhMn49r6vY/s1600-h/ferriswheel.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-637551918939361829?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/637551918939361829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=637551918939361829&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/637551918939361829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/637551918939361829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/07/ferris-wheel-firsts.html' title='Ferris Wheel Firsts'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RpFoCja0Q5I/AAAAAAAAACI/MPu_dgyIykE/s72-c/ferriswheel.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-4305159038130581486</id><published>2007-07-06T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T18:32:45.061-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is  Home?</title><content type='html'>I have often felt guilty that I have been married for 7 years now and living in our small town and I still have a hard time considering this my home. I still have a tendency to tell people I am from Columbus, I just can't bring my self to say I am from here. I know we will never leave here (since Joel is a farmer) and I need to get used to it! I have often wondered, 'when will I feel at home here?'&lt;br /&gt;I recently read an article in a Christian Magazine about longing for home. It talked about how we get homesick and we are always looking for a place where we truly belong. Being adopted, that is especially true for me. I often felt out of place growing up. I loved my family, but there were always moments when I was reminded I wasn't a blood sibling or daughter. I always thought, when I get married, then I will belong, then when I have kids, I will feel like I fit in.&lt;br /&gt;When Joel and I were first married I moved to his town, into his house, and attended his church. I never felt like we started a new life together. It was more like I transplanted into his. It is hard for me to feel accepted in situations that are already in place. I do much better in a new group with new people. It is less intimidating for me. When Joel and I purchased our first house together 2 years ago, I did feel more at home, that we were in a new place that was only ours, and when we found a new church together, that helped. I really feel like we have grown closer. But even these things change. We had to find another new church last year, and people come and go. As soon as you start to consider a place your 'home' God may have other plans for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article made me think. The author was saying that when you belong to God, you are home. Even though there are times we wish we could just skip this life and go straight to heaven, we can experience home before we leave this world.  God is the only permanent thing in your life. I know I need to focus more on God and know that I am home with Him. I know I could enjoy my life more and be more complete if I could change my focus to Him. I tend to wait for something to change, like where I live or who I am with before I can feel complete in my life. Whenever these thoughts tend to creep in, which they will, I am going to think of this article and pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-4305159038130581486?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/4305159038130581486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=4305159038130581486&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4305159038130581486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/4305159038130581486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/07/where-is-home.html' title='Where is  Home?'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305264927404717904.post-1128457986179096618</id><published>2007-07-02T21:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:39:05.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kicking the Habit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RomhBja0Q3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/0ConNOMC7R0/s1600-h/pacifier.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082770702523974514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RomhBja0Q3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/0ConNOMC7R0/s200/pacifier.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week was a long week. I decided it was time to get Chloe off her pacifier. It was so easy to do with Collin and Claire. I did it right around 12 months with them. Chloe is much more attatched and here we are she is already over 24 months. So, last week was a long week. Several days with out a nap, later nights and early mornings. Tonight she went to bed without a problem and I haven't heard her mention her "wah-whah" for several days. She is officially not a baby anymore. (sniff, sniff) &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;     Tuesday 3pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I spoke too soon. At 1ish when I put Chloe down for her nap she had a major temper tantrum and was asking for her 'wah-whah'. I just acted like I didn't know what that was talking about. It just made her even more mad. I ended up bringing her downstairs where she quickly ended up falling asleep on the couch. At least she took a nap. I hope that she soon forgets completely about her 'wah-whah'. (he name for her pacifier)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305264927404717904-1128457986179096618?l=jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/feeds/1128457986179096618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5305264927404717904&amp;postID=1128457986179096618&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1128457986179096618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305264927404717904/posts/default/1128457986179096618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenny-thedailybalance.blogspot.com/2007/07/kicking-habit.html' title='Kicking the Habit'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969615024995999628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMfghe1iaHE/TX4VfLfOzfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xRmMojkhj64/s220/40064_414809048931_672143931_4899491_4415452_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8HzGffligg/RomhBja0Q3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/0ConNOMC7R0/s72-c/pacifier.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
