<?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-1723503958787187334</id><updated>2011-11-24T10:00:28.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly McGillies</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is just a bowl of cherries</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-7810110477096045719</id><published>2011-11-12T21:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T21:44:19.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lamb and the Lion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The lamb and the lion shall lie down together . . . I think that's supposed to happen in the Millenium but around here it came a little early.  Here is Senya and Nathan in their Halloween costumes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcJxdt7_rA0/Tr9YjufEcVI/AAAAAAAAA_g/_4Jty20XAJQ/s1600/DSC_0325.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcJxdt7_rA0/Tr9YjufEcVI/AAAAAAAAA_g/_4Jty20XAJQ/s400/DSC_0325.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674351426307125586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KRqmJY4l8k4/Tr9YjdQDTfI/AAAAAAAAA_U/h4FfynGt86o/s1600/DSC_0327.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KRqmJY4l8k4/Tr9YjdQDTfI/AAAAAAAAA_U/h4FfynGt86o/s400/DSC_0327.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674351421680733682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DbLGWN_zz7E/Tr9Yi0lPyqI/AAAAAAAAA_I/iJnciP657gM/s1600/DSC_0330.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DbLGWN_zz7E/Tr9Yi0lPyqI/AAAAAAAAA_I/iJnciP657gM/s400/DSC_0330.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674351410763778722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-93NDTmuZZ2I/Tr9YipennDI/AAAAAAAAA-8/s0altqtjGSc/s1600/DSC_0331.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-93NDTmuZZ2I/Tr9YipennDI/AAAAAAAAA-8/s0altqtjGSc/s400/DSC_0331.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674351407783189554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-7810110477096045719?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/7810110477096045719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=7810110477096045719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7810110477096045719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7810110477096045719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/11/lamb-and-lion.html' title='The Lamb and the Lion'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcJxdt7_rA0/Tr9YjufEcVI/AAAAAAAAA_g/_4Jty20XAJQ/s72-c/DSC_0325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-7910420929222275688</id><published>2011-11-12T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T21:47:13.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Senya, Nathan and Liam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Senya and Nathan have been playing together a lot!  She has a tendency to roll over him and take his toys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TG1TIeSL6sQ/Tr9V3ed24EI/AAAAAAAAA-0/yExO_dr3lr4/s1600/DSC_0313.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TG1TIeSL6sQ/Tr9V3ed24EI/AAAAAAAAA-0/yExO_dr3lr4/s400/DSC_0313.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674348467069575234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPO1A_ZZgb0/Tr9V29x5QMI/AAAAAAAAA-k/egBP2wqb35w/s1600/DSC_0315.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPO1A_ZZgb0/Tr9V29x5QMI/AAAAAAAAA-k/egBP2wqb35w/s400/DSC_0315.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674348458295247042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-djrQCiLneQo/Tr9V2nmU56I/AAAAAAAAA-U/NNjClP2Pe2A/s1600/DSC_0320.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-djrQCiLneQo/Tr9V2nmU56I/AAAAAAAAA-U/NNjClP2Pe2A/s400/DSC_0320.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674348452341147554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liam had to get in on the action as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ETfZ0wrQKHw/Tr9V2ZX9KSI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Qru8cPBkhXQ/s1600/DSC_0323.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ETfZ0wrQKHw/Tr9V2ZX9KSI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Qru8cPBkhXQ/s400/DSC_0323.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674348448522774818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-7910420929222275688?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/7910420929222275688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=7910420929222275688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7910420929222275688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7910420929222275688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/11/senya-nathan-and-liam.html' title='Senya, Nathan and Liam'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TG1TIeSL6sQ/Tr9V3ed24EI/AAAAAAAAA-0/yExO_dr3lr4/s72-c/DSC_0313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-8879230251358714684</id><published>2011-11-12T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T21:52:50.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to our ward Halloween party.  Liam was a firefighter and loved coloring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3KXaXPh2sg/Tr9T3rBREyI/AAAAAAAAA-A/KR4N224qm7A/s1600/DSC_0290.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3KXaXPh2sg/Tr9T3rBREyI/AAAAAAAAA-A/KR4N224qm7A/s400/DSC_0290.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674346271416062754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Becks was a Ninja Turtle and Kayla was Snow White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AeKIM8OeSfI/Tr9T3UpeHTI/AAAAAAAAA90/EXaYO5VCPcg/s1600/DSC_0292.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AeKIM8OeSfI/Tr9T3UpeHTI/AAAAAAAAA90/EXaYO5VCPcg/s400/DSC_0292.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674346265410673970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gIf_EFWeqFI/Tr9TSDr-zyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/53lqyKxAy50/s1600/DSC_0296.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gIf_EFWeqFI/Tr9TSDr-zyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/53lqyKxAy50/s400/DSC_0296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674345625202642722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Halloween night we went trick-or-treating.  It was so funny watching them pose for these pics.  I thought Senya was going to fall off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvLhpzrPslE/Tr9TRojjLgI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/vW0i9GH2wdc/s1600/DSC_0299.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvLhpzrPslE/Tr9TRojjLgI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/vW0i9GH2wdc/s400/DSC_0299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674345617919520258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TNH4LnvbREk/Tr9TRbjlNcI/AAAAAAAAA9M/o1AP0p11xUE/s1600/DSC_0300.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TNH4LnvbREk/Tr9TRbjlNcI/AAAAAAAAA9M/o1AP0p11xUE/s400/DSC_0300.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674345614429992386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wBRu0hxctfw/Tr9TQu7li0I/AAAAAAAAA9A/KlRdNgdpIUM/s1600/DSC_0301.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wBRu0hxctfw/Tr9TQu7li0I/AAAAAAAAA9A/KlRdNgdpIUM/s400/DSC_0301.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674345602451082050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also stopped by Great Grandma's earlier in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HLCV-x40Pm4/Tr9TQpbon7I/AAAAAAAAA80/iiRmRZ24mGs/s1600/DSC_0310.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HLCV-x40Pm4/Tr9TQpbon7I/AAAAAAAAA80/iiRmRZ24mGs/s400/DSC_0310.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674345600974888882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-8879230251358714684?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/8879230251358714684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=8879230251358714684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/8879230251358714684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/8879230251358714684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3KXaXPh2sg/Tr9T3rBREyI/AAAAAAAAA-A/KR4N224qm7A/s72-c/DSC_0290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-8531852804413346676</id><published>2011-11-12T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T21:55:32.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carving Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A few nights before Halloween we carved our pumpkins.  The kids had fun coloring while waiting for me to finish scooping out the guts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sWgZ0Mjp2KY/Tr9RSIY0fwI/AAAAAAAAA8o/XFrQOKvOgwA/s1600/DSC_0263.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sWgZ0Mjp2KY/Tr9RSIY0fwI/AAAAAAAAA8o/XFrQOKvOgwA/s400/DSC_0263.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674343427441196802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lonnie did most of the carving . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Met05ARJZR0/Tr9RRiB5eLI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Yg4nxD28tKw/s1600/DSC_0266.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Met05ARJZR0/Tr9RRiB5eLI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Yg4nxD28tKw/s400/DSC_0266.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674343417144506546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SBBUknKlriY/Tr9PrOh5kII/AAAAAAAAA8Q/3p1MEZgUosc/s1600/DSC_0272.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SBBUknKlriY/Tr9PrOh5kII/AAAAAAAAA8Q/3p1MEZgUosc/s400/DSC_0272.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674341659563364482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rKnRc7KmBAw/Tr9Pq6_p4MI/AAAAAAAAA8A/pn3x5wNQ8Jc/s1600/DSC_0274.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rKnRc7KmBAw/Tr9Pq6_p4MI/AAAAAAAAA8A/pn3x5wNQ8Jc/s400/DSC_0274.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674341654319456450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zkbkvg2A6Uo/Tr9PqXGt2qI/AAAAAAAAA74/Uq1EqgGNsuw/s1600/DSC_0277.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zkbkvg2A6Uo/Tr9PqXGt2qI/AAAAAAAAA74/Uq1EqgGNsuw/s400/DSC_0277.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674341644685400738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bMbI-EcmLTU/Tr9PptfbBsI/AAAAAAAAA7s/x7AwM1Pfbt0/s1600/DSC_0279.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bMbI-EcmLTU/Tr9PptfbBsI/AAAAAAAAA7s/x7AwM1Pfbt0/s400/DSC_0279.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674341633514735298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lM0bQYx4x4g/Tr9PpcvAy-I/AAAAAAAAA7g/iExPNpcTTyo/s1600/DSC_0283.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lM0bQYx4x4g/Tr9PpcvAy-I/AAAAAAAAA7g/iExPNpcTTyo/s400/DSC_0283.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674341629016722402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-8531852804413346676?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/8531852804413346676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=8531852804413346676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/8531852804413346676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/8531852804413346676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/11/carving-pumpkins.html' title='Carving Pumpkins'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sWgZ0Mjp2KY/Tr9RSIY0fwI/AAAAAAAAA8o/XFrQOKvOgwA/s72-c/DSC_0263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-5240088338252431648</id><published>2011-10-23T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T21:59:34.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senya in the Tub</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;She just looked cute tonight in the tub . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-coZmXEZCDgI/TqTwdE_aEsI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/RCDCOgq3EdU/s1600/10-23-11%2BSenya%2527s%2BBath%2B%25281%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-coZmXEZCDgI/TqTwdE_aEsI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/RCDCOgq3EdU/s400/10-23-11%2BSenya%2527s%2BBath%2B%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666918613485490882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lItUOuzH4WM/TqTwc2wD-sI/AAAAAAAAA38/OAZ307HDb2Y/s1600/10-23-11%2BSenya%2527s%2BBath%2B%25283%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lItUOuzH4WM/TqTwc2wD-sI/AAAAAAAAA38/OAZ307HDb2Y/s400/10-23-11%2BSenya%2527s%2BBath%2B%25283%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666918609663032002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and I even got in a picture, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KalWNOPVjU0/TqTwcmUbyMI/AAAAAAAAA30/6eYuZAxnhmY/s1600/10-23-11%2BSenya%2Band%2BMama%2Bafter%2Ba%2Btubby%2B%25282%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KalWNOPVjU0/TqTwcmUbyMI/AAAAAAAAA30/6eYuZAxnhmY/s400/10-23-11%2BSenya%2Band%2BMama%2Bafter%2Ba%2Btubby%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666918605252184258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-5240088338252431648?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/5240088338252431648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=5240088338252431648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5240088338252431648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5240088338252431648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/10/senya-in-tub.html' title='Senya in the Tub'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-coZmXEZCDgI/TqTwdE_aEsI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/RCDCOgq3EdU/s72-c/10-23-11%2BSenya%2527s%2BBath%2B%25281%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-854364706506065988</id><published>2011-10-23T21:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T21:53:45.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liam's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Liam turned two this weekend.  We celebrated with a pizza party.  Liam got some new dinosaurs and some fun new cars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bQdRxvd8WCw/TqTup1UYxLI/AAAAAAAAA3o/bH2NBLcjrtY/s1600/10-22-11%2BParty%2BLiam%2Bopening%2Bhis%2Bgifts%2B%25282%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bQdRxvd8WCw/TqTup1UYxLI/AAAAAAAAA3o/bH2NBLcjrtY/s400/10-22-11%2BParty%2BLiam%2Bopening%2Bhis%2Bgifts%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666916633593562290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bPReSdPjpAg/TqTuo23K5NI/AAAAAAAAA3g/wfB4N3l83xM/s1600/10-22-11%2BParty%2BLiam%2Bopening%2Bhis%2Bgifts%2B%25285%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bPReSdPjpAg/TqTuo23K5NI/AAAAAAAAA3g/wfB4N3l83xM/s400/10-22-11%2BParty%2BLiam%2Bopening%2Bhis%2Bgifts%2B%25285%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666916616828019922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even Great Grandma showed up for the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ow7AYUiArys/TqTuoornlDI/AAAAAAAAA3M/HR6ImNCkQmk/s1600/10-22-11%2BParty%2BGreat%2BGrandma%2BForsyth.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ow7AYUiArys/TqTuoornlDI/AAAAAAAAA3M/HR6ImNCkQmk/s400/10-22-11%2BParty%2BGreat%2BGrandma%2BForsyth.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666916613021471794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liam had a yummy chocolate cake with Lightening McQueen on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e7tdAf6vBD4/TqTuoWuW44I/AAAAAAAAA3E/9RMX1AKCp7Q/s1600/10-22-11%2BParty%2BLiam%2Bblowing%2Bout%2Bthe%2Bcandles%2B%25281%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e7tdAf6vBD4/TqTuoWuW44I/AAAAAAAAA3E/9RMX1AKCp7Q/s400/10-22-11%2BParty%2BLiam%2Bblowing%2Bout%2Bthe%2Bcandles%2B%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666916608201122690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Senya was just happy to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aNPlWAZ3LY8/TqTuoH1PJzI/AAAAAAAAA24/fbdYFB8DmY8/s1600/10-22-11%2BParty%2BLiam%2Bopening%2Bhis%2Bgifts%2B%252814%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aNPlWAZ3LY8/TqTuoH1PJzI/AAAAAAAAA24/fbdYFB8DmY8/s400/10-22-11%2BParty%2BLiam%2Bopening%2Bhis%2Bgifts%2B%252814%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666916604203444018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-854364706506065988?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/854364706506065988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=854364706506065988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/854364706506065988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/854364706506065988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/10/liams-birthday-party.html' title='Liam&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bQdRxvd8WCw/TqTup1UYxLI/AAAAAAAAA3o/bH2NBLcjrtY/s72-c/10-22-11%2BParty%2BLiam%2Bopening%2Bhis%2Bgifts%2B%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-7902612602577866580</id><published>2011-10-23T21:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T21:46:06.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We went to the Pumpkin Patch this weekend and had a blast.  The kids were definitely lost in the maze.  They couldn't see over the hay bales.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vSWjSgNbmzg/TqTsV4g2uHI/AAAAAAAAA2w/CG4Kv7HkgX8/s1600/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BCorn%2Bmaze%2Band%2Bmountain%2B%25282%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vSWjSgNbmzg/TqTsV4g2uHI/AAAAAAAAA2w/CG4Kv7HkgX8/s400/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BCorn%2Bmaze%2Band%2Bmountain%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666914091830524018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They had a lot of fun climbing to the top of the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b5d799IKq2c/TqTsVU-lCCI/AAAAAAAAA2g/PbG5EfM9SzQ/s1600/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BCorn%2Bmaze%2Band%2Bmountain%2B%25283%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b5d799IKq2c/TqTsVU-lCCI/AAAAAAAAA2g/PbG5EfM9SzQ/s400/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BCorn%2Bmaze%2Band%2Bmountain%2B%25283%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666914082291517474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vyzNChyCUUA/TqTsVOAtk-I/AAAAAAAAA2U/WkSpU49r8_w/s1600/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BCorn%2Bmaze%2Band%2Bmountain%2B%25288%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vyzNChyCUUA/TqTsVOAtk-I/AAAAAAAAA2U/WkSpU49r8_w/s400/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BCorn%2Bmaze%2Band%2Bmountain%2B%25288%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666914080421417954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Their favorite ride was the horses . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-60oTOqSXwzE/TqTrkle8Y9I/AAAAAAAAA2I/Npe53FuErO0/s1600/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BRiding%2Bthe%2BCarousel%2B%25287%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-60oTOqSXwzE/TqTrkle8Y9I/AAAAAAAAA2I/Npe53FuErO0/s400/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BRiding%2Bthe%2BCarousel%2B%25287%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666913244908643282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nTXcg5dhU-M/TqTrj4mSBVI/AAAAAAAAA2A/5eAc6GuxpXU/s1600/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BRiding%2Bthe%2BCarousel%2B%25282%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nTXcg5dhU-M/TqTrj4mSBVI/AAAAAAAAA2A/5eAc6GuxpXU/s400/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BRiding%2Bthe%2BCarousel%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666913232859825490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the airplanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9bXIl4PpRC4/TqTrjf0fn6I/AAAAAAAAA1w/FSeXwCAHAu0/s1600/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BRiding%2Bthe%2Bairplanes%2B%25285%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9bXIl4PpRC4/TqTrjf0fn6I/AAAAAAAAA1w/FSeXwCAHAu0/s400/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BRiding%2Bthe%2Bairplanes%2B%25285%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666913226208550818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2QHI74_th0/TqTri0IT7XI/AAAAAAAAA1k/jO8MelaEfaY/s1600/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BRiding%2Bthe%2Bairplanes%2B%25283%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2QHI74_th0/TqTri0IT7XI/AAAAAAAAA1k/jO8MelaEfaY/s400/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BRiding%2Bthe%2Bairplanes%2B%25283%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666913214480510322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the end of the morning Liam was getting pretty tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qf4kvLr5B0U/TqTriqmkdFI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/GaWmLUcCuWg/s1600/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BRiding%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bwagon%2B%25281%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qf4kvLr5B0U/TqTriqmkdFI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/GaWmLUcCuWg/s400/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BRiding%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bwagon%2B%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666913211923067986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids also really enjoyed cotton candy.  Even Senya had a little taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HgflJmo-NN8/TqTqTQFXLAI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Bh_viINNvwI/s1600/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BEating%2Bcotton%2Bcandy%2B%25282%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HgflJmo-NN8/TqTqTQFXLAI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Bh_viINNvwI/s400/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BEating%2Bcotton%2Bcandy%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666911847594798082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kayla enjoyed every bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mdOk4bRnRzs/TqTqS9Kb2OI/AAAAAAAAA08/Cr6IE2uwz90/s1600/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BEating%2Bcotton%2Bcandy%2B%25281%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mdOk4bRnRzs/TqTqS9Kb2OI/AAAAAAAAA08/Cr6IE2uwz90/s400/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BEating%2Bcotton%2Bcandy%2B%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666911842515802338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beckham gobbled it up in about 30 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9WTVZYBcqjs/TqTqSqjc4gI/AAAAAAAAA0w/w4kz9wLufww/s1600/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BEating%2Bcotton%2Bcandy%2B%252815%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9WTVZYBcqjs/TqTqSqjc4gI/AAAAAAAAA0w/w4kz9wLufww/s400/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BEating%2Bcotton%2Bcandy%2B%252815%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666911837520454146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liam kept calling it his ice cream cone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xNyyXZ_K0HI/TqTqSExBMmI/AAAAAAAAA0k/W0HofibGLic/s1600/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BEating%2Bcotton%2Bcandy%2B%25283%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xNyyXZ_K0HI/TqTqSExBMmI/AAAAAAAAA0k/W0HofibGLic/s400/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BEating%2Bcotton%2Bcandy%2B%25283%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666911827376812642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LWiiBxUAeiA/TqTqSK9vadI/AAAAAAAAA0c/RpY9PW2TrAM/s1600/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BEating%2Bcotton%2Bcandy%2B%252811%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LWiiBxUAeiA/TqTqSK9vadI/AAAAAAAAA0c/RpY9PW2TrAM/s400/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BEating%2Bcotton%2Bcandy%2B%252811%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666911829040785874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-7902612602577866580?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/7902612602577866580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=7902612602577866580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7902612602577866580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7902612602577866580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vSWjSgNbmzg/TqTsV4g2uHI/AAAAAAAAA2w/CG4Kv7HkgX8/s72-c/10-22-11%2BPatch%2BCorn%2Bmaze%2Band%2Bmountain%2B%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-2584263680988464316</id><published>2011-10-08T20:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T21:03:50.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First lost tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;See if you can guess who lost their first tooth . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7yEcsy6e8LA/TpEcxODjXdI/AAAAAAAAA0U/_B9hUVNkOho/s1600/10-8-11%2BKayla%2527s%2Bfirst%2Blost%2Btooth%2B%252814%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7yEcsy6e8LA/TpEcxODjXdI/AAAAAAAAA0U/_B9hUVNkOho/s400/10-8-11%2BKayla%2527s%2Bfirst%2Blost%2Btooth%2B%252814%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661337838493588946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C3Yt41ecRco/TpEcxJlWR0I/AAAAAAAAA0M/OuY8gg3PHBc/s1600/10-8-11%2BKayla%2527s%2Bfirst%2Blost%2Btooth%2B%252813%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C3Yt41ecRco/TpEcxJlWR0I/AAAAAAAAA0M/OuY8gg3PHBc/s400/10-8-11%2BKayla%2527s%2Bfirst%2Blost%2Btooth%2B%252813%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661337837293160258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hC2ykgWGaqw/TpEcw0EZn3I/AAAAAAAAA0E/eMskRm_jMmw/s1600/10-8-11%2BKayla%2527s%2Bfirst%2Blost%2Btooth%2B%252812%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hC2ykgWGaqw/TpEcw0EZn3I/AAAAAAAAA0E/eMskRm_jMmw/s400/10-8-11%2BKayla%2527s%2Bfirst%2Blost%2Btooth%2B%252812%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661337831517822834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, it was Kayla Sue and she was pretty excited about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DMtweXhpbdg/TpEcwqxzFbI/AAAAAAAAAz8/hOyW4bfAJvY/s1600/10-8-11%2BKayla%2527s%2Bfirst%2Blost%2Btooth%2B%25281%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DMtweXhpbdg/TpEcwqxzFbI/AAAAAAAAAz8/hOyW4bfAJvY/s400/10-8-11%2BKayla%2527s%2Bfirst%2Blost%2Btooth%2B%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661337829023880626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her brothers were very intrigued as well.  She's holding her box for the tooth fairy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a0E6SeXi3ac/TpEcwQGn8qI/AAAAAAAAAz0/huAjZTqG1P4/s1600/10-8-11%2BKayla%2527s%2Bfirst%2Blost%2Btooth%2B%25282%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a0E6SeXi3ac/TpEcwQGn8qI/AAAAAAAAAz0/huAjZTqG1P4/s400/10-8-11%2BKayla%2527s%2Bfirst%2Blost%2Btooth%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661337821863473826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-2584263680988464316?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/2584263680988464316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=2584263680988464316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/2584263680988464316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/2584263680988464316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/10/first-lost-tooth.html' title='First lost tooth'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7yEcsy6e8LA/TpEcxODjXdI/AAAAAAAAA0U/_B9hUVNkOho/s72-c/10-8-11%2BKayla%2527s%2Bfirst%2Blost%2Btooth%2B%252814%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-4024572732898775175</id><published>2011-10-08T20:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T20:58:14.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This little cutie pie turned 6 months old this week.  Beckham did a great job entertaining her for the camera.  She weighed in at 19 lbs and 29 inches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e5_ppLHTX0o/TpEbhGd3D1I/AAAAAAAAAzs/w48aH7WWmmM/s1600/10-4-11%2BSenya%2Bis%2B6%2Bmonths%2B%252810%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e5_ppLHTX0o/TpEbhGd3D1I/AAAAAAAAAzs/w48aH7WWmmM/s400/10-4-11%2BSenya%2Bis%2B6%2Bmonths%2B%252810%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661336462066913106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UoUqdR9Nxao/TpEbgxExVGI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Y7AJj7dbS4s/s1600/10-4-11%2BSenya%2Bis%2B6%2Bmonths%2B%25283%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UoUqdR9Nxao/TpEbgxExVGI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Y7AJj7dbS4s/s400/10-4-11%2BSenya%2Bis%2B6%2Bmonths%2B%25283%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661336456324535394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ngMPrrVKClg/TpEbgggG6NI/AAAAAAAAAzc/aXX6Ir9mlhA/s1600/10-4-11%2BSenya%2Bis%2B6%2Bmonths%2B%25281%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ngMPrrVKClg/TpEbgggG6NI/AAAAAAAAAzc/aXX6Ir9mlhA/s400/10-4-11%2BSenya%2Bis%2B6%2Bmonths%2B%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661336451875793106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-4024572732898775175?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/4024572732898775175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=4024572732898775175' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4024572732898775175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4024572732898775175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/10/6-months.html' title='6 Months'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e5_ppLHTX0o/TpEbhGd3D1I/AAAAAAAAAzs/w48aH7WWmmM/s72-c/10-4-11%2BSenya%2Bis%2B6%2Bmonths%2B%252810%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-6051986008841643027</id><published>2011-10-08T20:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T20:54:33.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Eat Yogurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This little guy loves yogurt!!  He eats a huge bowl every morning and looks like this . . . I'm so thankful for bibs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WQujVgzPgbc/TpEas5IwN8I/AAAAAAAAAzU/lxdpvgkEWjc/s1600/10-3-11%2BHow%2Bto%2Beat%2Byogurt%2B%25284%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WQujVgzPgbc/TpEas5IwN8I/AAAAAAAAAzU/lxdpvgkEWjc/s400/10-3-11%2BHow%2Bto%2Beat%2Byogurt%2B%25284%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661335565135525826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GGsaxnjym_k/TpEask6pjJI/AAAAAAAAAzM/PQEfr8ALp1g/s1600/10-3-11%2BHow%2Bto%2Beat%2Byogurt%2B%25281%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GGsaxnjym_k/TpEask6pjJI/AAAAAAAAAzM/PQEfr8ALp1g/s400/10-3-11%2BHow%2Bto%2Beat%2Byogurt%2B%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661335559707659410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-6051986008841643027?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/6051986008841643027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=6051986008841643027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6051986008841643027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6051986008841643027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-to-eat-yogurt.html' title='How to Eat Yogurt'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WQujVgzPgbc/TpEas5IwN8I/AAAAAAAAAzU/lxdpvgkEWjc/s72-c/10-3-11%2BHow%2Bto%2Beat%2Byogurt%2B%25284%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-100266725897209654</id><published>2011-09-27T20:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T20:58:25.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonnie's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MIA . . . there's no point in trying to catch up for the last few months so, we'll start with last night! Happy Birthday Lonnie! The kids were so excited to celebrate.  They did a heart attack of heart art down the hallway for Lonnie to find when he got home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5vQzbidmNes/ToKaAHARmiI/AAAAAAAAAy4/od_SUnP4qTE/s1600/DSC_0117.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5vQzbidmNes/ToKaAHARmiI/AAAAAAAAAy4/od_SUnP4qTE/s400/DSC_0117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657253408601643554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were also excited for Lonnie's cake.  He asked for an ice cream cake and this is what he got!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGY2ab9yyPA/ToKZu8k5pHI/AAAAAAAAAyw/qUpBdvtMlpc/s1600/DSC_0120.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGY2ab9yyPA/ToKZu8k5pHI/AAAAAAAAAyw/qUpBdvtMlpc/s400/DSC_0120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657253113744696434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Senya was studying the cake and candles so intensely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aX7MQ-EmK6o/ToKZuhDav2I/AAAAAAAAAyo/tfvLJacoLFg/s1600/DSC_0127.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aX7MQ-EmK6o/ToKZuhDav2I/AAAAAAAAAyo/tfvLJacoLFg/s400/DSC_0127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657253106356502370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lonnie is celebrating his 29th birthday plus 2 . . . . that's for you Carrie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h06RVbEhOtE/ToKZucWy4AI/AAAAAAAAAyg/U_eFs69ZTnU/s1600/DSC_0126.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h06RVbEhOtE/ToKZucWy4AI/AAAAAAAAAyg/U_eFs69ZTnU/s400/DSC_0126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657253105095598082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FgAerKRtpPY/ToKZuI2nDqI/AAAAAAAAAyY/748cmWrw3wc/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FgAerKRtpPY/ToKZuI2nDqI/AAAAAAAAAyY/748cmWrw3wc/s400/DSC_0124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657253099860332194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mmmmm ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--34lOJ67Qs4/ToKZt19PNFI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/7hH_pa7yuTI/s1600/DSC_0122.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--34lOJ67Qs4/ToKZt19PNFI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/7hH_pa7yuTI/s400/DSC_0122.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657253094787855442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After dinner with the kids we went to Outback for a free steak dinner.  So YUMMY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-100266725897209654?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/100266725897209654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=100266725897209654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/100266725897209654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/100266725897209654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/09/lonnies-birthday.html' title='Lonnie&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5vQzbidmNes/ToKaAHARmiI/AAAAAAAAAy4/od_SUnP4qTE/s72-c/DSC_0117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-5945957955380728943</id><published>2011-04-16T20:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T20:19:13.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ksenya</title><content type='html'>Pink toes for a little bundle of pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NC-Lfi7KO-4/TapbpldHHFI/AAAAAAAAAyE/ochHVJsmc60/s1600/DSC_0119.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NC-Lfi7KO-4/TapbpldHHFI/AAAAAAAAAyE/ochHVJsmc60/s400/DSC_0119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596386256948239442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sleeping in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Eegc7BXSF4/TapbpY0sy6I/AAAAAAAAAx8/BHAuSJqinbg/s1600/DSC_0089.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Eegc7BXSF4/TapbpY0sy6I/AAAAAAAAAx8/BHAuSJqinbg/s400/DSC_0089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596386253557517218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With mommy and daddy before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UD0JhogXGmo/TapbpMV9rsI/AAAAAAAAAx0/8nBY3KcZTuA/s1600/DSC_0092.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UD0JhogXGmo/TapbpMV9rsI/AAAAAAAAAx0/8nBY3KcZTuA/s400/DSC_0092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596386250207375042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A happy big sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Wu-tTzj2a0/Tapbo9BLSdI/AAAAAAAAAxs/T-VNYxqfCAA/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Wu-tTzj2a0/Tapbo9BLSdI/AAAAAAAAAxs/T-VNYxqfCAA/s400/DSC_0097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596386246093654482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sleepy angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FjB3BDeXGKw/Tapa1zLuVQI/AAAAAAAAAxk/sFDOdAMzmcQ/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FjB3BDeXGKw/Tapa1zLuVQI/AAAAAAAAAxk/sFDOdAMzmcQ/s400/DSC_0098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596385367280211202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her first bath at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-onIHFqzIxiM/Tapa1mUqvnI/AAAAAAAAAxc/lKS3bsgh2Uo/s1600/DSC_0104.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-onIHFqzIxiM/Tapa1mUqvnI/AAAAAAAAAxc/lKS3bsgh2Uo/s400/DSC_0104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596385363828063858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She didn't like getting out of the warm bath and getting dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Hiscy5BHvA/Tapa1XpmlkI/AAAAAAAAAxU/cEaxPTrozoY/s1600/DSC_0109.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Hiscy5BHvA/Tapa1XpmlkI/AAAAAAAAAxU/cEaxPTrozoY/s400/DSC_0109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596385359889339970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Calmed down after a stressful tubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nf6n-7N0LVw/Tapa1PHyKKI/AAAAAAAAAxM/k6OSw7S7vZo/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nf6n-7N0LVw/Tapa1PHyKKI/AAAAAAAAAxM/k6OSw7S7vZo/s400/DSC_0112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596385357600008354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WZY6VpuE_qQ/Tapa0-FkscI/AAAAAAAAAxE/HKE4Mi-3Oxo/s1600/DSC_0114.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WZY6VpuE_qQ/Tapa0-FkscI/AAAAAAAAAxE/HKE4Mi-3Oxo/s400/DSC_0114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596385353027334594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-5945957955380728943?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/5945957955380728943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=5945957955380728943' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5945957955380728943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5945957955380728943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/04/ksenya.html' title='Ksenya'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NC-Lfi7KO-4/TapbpldHHFI/AAAAAAAAAyE/ochHVJsmc60/s72-c/DSC_0119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-5783915148892151090</id><published>2011-03-08T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T20:38:10.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My Grandma and my Aunt Theresa threw me a beautiful baby shower this past weekend. Grandma served fancy, yummy cookies and ice cream.  Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hXAaKuzGtZ8/TXcAlhNy79I/AAAAAAAAAw8/p6Epv_X0gBo/s1600/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hXAaKuzGtZ8/TXcAlhNy79I/AAAAAAAAAw8/p6Epv_X0gBo/s400/090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581930907720413138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Theresa did a couple of fun games.  In the following pics, my friends had to cut a piece of string that represented my circumference.  Most people were pretty close . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KYRgyDeHDNs/TXb-gtT8MFI/AAAAAAAAAw0/SgDN79aKP-s/s1600/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KYRgyDeHDNs/TXb-gtT8MFI/AAAAAAAAAw0/SgDN79aKP-s/s400/096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581928626044809298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. . . but my friend Alison cut the perfect piece of string.  This is me feeling very amazed . . . it was as if she wrapped it around me and then cut it!  Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xXSHZgt-NDo/TXb-gc17_EI/AAAAAAAAAws/qa4SwEVe_dU/s1600/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xXSHZgt-NDo/TXb-gc17_EI/AAAAAAAAAws/qa4SwEVe_dU/s400/099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581928621623999554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I received mostly diapers, which is just what I needed!!  I also got a few cute little outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5fG-IO4YnDk/TXb-f7_D58I/AAAAAAAAAwk/1g6ctPcbL24/s1600/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5fG-IO4YnDk/TXb-f7_D58I/AAAAAAAAAwk/1g6ctPcbL24/s400/104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581928612803897282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KGULfixSh9s/TXb-ft43sOI/AAAAAAAAAwc/3X8q7wZ2GwI/s1600/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KGULfixSh9s/TXb-ft43sOI/AAAAAAAAAwc/3X8q7wZ2GwI/s400/107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581928609019834594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also got two homemade quilts and this Adorable diaper bag.  The picture doesn't do it justice but take my word for it - it's super cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4nqmeVwSPIw/TXb-fO3JxxI/AAAAAAAAAwU/WVxj18mhS-8/s1600/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4nqmeVwSPIw/TXb-fO3JxxI/AAAAAAAAAwU/WVxj18mhS-8/s400/110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581928600691132178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks Grandma and Theresa!!  Only 3 1/2 weeks to go . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-5783915148892151090?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/5783915148892151090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=5783915148892151090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5783915148892151090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5783915148892151090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-baby-shower.html' title='My Baby Shower'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hXAaKuzGtZ8/TXcAlhNy79I/AAAAAAAAAw8/p6Epv_X0gBo/s72-c/090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-4211486651899473089</id><published>2011-02-24T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T08:55:10.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayla-Sue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Any one who knows my little miss, knows that she's had a lot of problems sleeping.  That could be the biggest understatement of all time!  She takes a bus to school that pulls up in front of our house at 7:03am . . . that's right.  She has to be up, dressed and ready to go.  Normally that hasn't been a problem because she has always been awake when I go in to wake her.  Lately she's been sleeping when I go in or at least being very quiet under her blankets listening to her glowing seahorse.  Well, this morning everything was quiet so I sat on her bed and put my hand on her back to gently wake her.  To which she responded in a very low, growl, "Get offa my bed.  I tryin' ta sleep."  &lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;I just started laughing.  I'm going to take this as a good sign that the longer she is seizure-free, the more her brain is relaxing and letting her rest&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-4211486651899473089?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/4211486651899473089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=4211486651899473089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4211486651899473089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4211486651899473089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/02/kayla-sue.html' title='Kayla-Sue'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-1485399519249936928</id><published>2011-02-14T21:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T21:32:36.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So, the tradition in our house for Valentine's Day is a hearty and healthy breakfast of doughnuts, chocolate milk and strawberries!  Yum!  Liam mostly ate strawberries but he was impressed with his first few bites of doughnut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pmlHCZ8e9zI/TVoOVB5tRzI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oIzFRdrZ000/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pmlHCZ8e9zI/TVoOVB5tRzI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oIzFRdrZ000/s400/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573783243274929970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kayla helped me pick out the doughnuts and was so anxious to be able to eat even though she had a little bit of a cold.  When she finished her doughnut she walked over to the almost empty box and said, "More muffins please!"  Sorry Kayla, this is a one doughnut per person tradition.  I tried to convince her to eat her strawberries but that was a bust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fayFHubn6qg/TVoOU7XYEdI/AAAAAAAAAwE/tiiKZieMl60/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fayFHubn6qg/TVoOU7XYEdI/AAAAAAAAAwE/tiiKZieMl60/s400/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573783241520320978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got some special chocolate milk that had characters from Toy Story on them.  Kayla had Jessie and Beckham had Buzz . . . plus straws, because you can't drink chocolate milk without a straw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qtn8QpBP9P4/TVoOUWmvUeI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Gjg4MlAqDX8/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qtn8QpBP9P4/TVoOUWmvUeI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Gjg4MlAqDX8/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573783231652647394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Becks was just as anxious for Breakfast as Kayla . . . although he ate everything!  I'm surprised he didn't lick the plate! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iqefPA4VajE/TVoOUJE5LoI/AAAAAAAAAv0/CzP6My0b2BI/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iqefPA4VajE/TVoOUJE5LoI/AAAAAAAAAv0/CzP6My0b2BI/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573783228021026434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later the kids got some new toys for their sand box and some bubbles.  We spent most of the morning outside playing and they were thrilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-1485399519249936928?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/1485399519249936928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=1485399519249936928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1485399519249936928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1485399519249936928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pmlHCZ8e9zI/TVoOVB5tRzI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oIzFRdrZ000/s72-c/DSC_0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-6742053510439437289</id><published>2011-02-06T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T20:32:30.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh's 3rd Bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This cute little guy just turned 3!  He was pretty interested in playing on the toys but was persuaded to come and have some cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU90TPc52MI/AAAAAAAAAvs/3d8eGkcU1fE/s1600/249.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU90TPc52MI/AAAAAAAAAvs/3d8eGkcU1fE/s400/249.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570799137994692802" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He had lots of family come to celebrate . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU90It8UBYI/AAAAAAAAAvk/BZgasVYY028/s1600/220.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU90It8UBYI/AAAAAAAAAvk/BZgasVYY028/s400/220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570798957200934274" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Brett, Austin and Theresa . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU90IHX_azI/AAAAAAAAAvc/E44OtD7KtJo/s1600/221.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU90IHX_azI/AAAAAAAAAvc/E44OtD7KtJo/s400/221.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570798946848041778" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Kayla &amp;amp; Becks . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU90H4pWzfI/AAAAAAAAAvU/5UkntpaX9GE/s1600/226.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU90H4pWzfI/AAAAAAAAAvU/5UkntpaX9GE/s400/226.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570798942894345714" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Liam . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9zpBmBfZI/AAAAAAAAAvM/TyQsw8nsMWI/s1600/229.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9zpBmBfZI/AAAAAAAAAvM/TyQsw8nsMWI/s400/229.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570798412720340370" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;His daddy Scott . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9zo8CUtUI/AAAAAAAAAvE/z4M5n08xlI8/s1600/231.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9zo8CUtUI/AAAAAAAAAvE/z4M5n08xlI8/s400/231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570798411228427586" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Baby brother Andrew . . . (He was really hoping this was his party!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9zoqMqm9I/AAAAAAAAAu8/z5zw7FQPmoE/s1600/232.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9zoqMqm9I/AAAAAAAAAu8/z5zw7FQPmoE/s400/232.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570798406439967698" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and big brother Jackson.  Great Grma and Uncle Lonnie were there too, but missed getting in a photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9zoI1crmI/AAAAAAAAAu0/qiqUfJUVlf0/s1600/233.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9zoI1crmI/AAAAAAAAAu0/qiqUfJUVlf0/s400/233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570798397484215906" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;His mommy got some yummy cupcakes and then it was time for presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9zn4Sjh6I/AAAAAAAAAus/nzl2OjXHiFQ/s1600/247.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9zn4Sjh6I/AAAAAAAAAus/nzl2OjXHiFQ/s400/247.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570798393042896802" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9y1CZvLeI/AAAAAAAAAuk/SNAru4pp1q8/s1600/242.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9y1CZvLeI/AAAAAAAAAuk/SNAru4pp1q8/s400/242.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570797519584046562" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9y08RunSI/AAAAAAAAAuc/vBizlcFLep8/s1600/252%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9y08RunSI/AAAAAAAAAuc/vBizlcFLep8/s400/252%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570797517939842338" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If you don't believe how yummy the cupcakes were just watch Liam eat one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9y0gXD46I/AAAAAAAAAuU/Mx8JKOap8rY/s1600/240.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9y0gXD46I/AAAAAAAAAuU/Mx8JKOap8rY/s400/240.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570797510446015394" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9y0V58z8I/AAAAAAAAAuM/iFksC_05pUg/s1600/243.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9y0V58z8I/AAAAAAAAAuM/iFksC_05pUg/s400/243.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570797507639562178" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9y0ESlUmI/AAAAAAAAAuE/G4iVYnj7rZs/s1600/244.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9y0ESlUmI/AAAAAAAAAuE/G4iVYnj7rZs/s400/244.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570797502911042146" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Awww, yes . . . ultimate enjoyment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-6742053510439437289?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/6742053510439437289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=6742053510439437289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6742053510439437289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6742053510439437289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/02/joshs-3rd-bday.html' title='Josh&apos;s 3rd Bday'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU90TPc52MI/AAAAAAAAAvs/3d8eGkcU1fE/s72-c/249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-4115449377767902352</id><published>2011-02-06T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T20:54:48.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Photos and Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Okay, so the kids have said and done some pretty funny things lately and if I don't write them down they will be lost forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I don't have a picture for this story but . . . the other night the Schwann's man came and Lonnie bought his ice cream.  Later while having a discussion with Becks about ice cream Lonnie asked if it was a "sometimes" food or an "anytime" food.  Becks said, "Its an anytime food because it's tasty and yummy and good for our bodies!"  Well, he got the tasty and yummy part right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The following set of pictures shows just how much Liam loves Marvin's cage.  He kicks the poor pooch and his blanket out and then proceeds to chew on his bone.  Ewww!  That totally grosses me out.  Beckham likes to get him all worked up by opening the cage door.  Apparently Liam likes his privacy while doing disgusting things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9vZjzSS9I/AAAAAAAAAt8/NhbBAxHi2kk/s1600/213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9vZjzSS9I/AAAAAAAAAt8/NhbBAxHi2kk/s400/213.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570793748978355154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9vZbBO92I/AAAAAAAAAt0/xQj1YX0-3sI/s1600/215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9vZbBO92I/AAAAAAAAAt0/xQj1YX0-3sI/s400/215.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570793746620938082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9vY_eKzdI/AAAAAAAAAts/YrWbyM3yaWI/s1600/218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9vY_eKzdI/AAAAAAAAAts/YrWbyM3yaWI/s400/218.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570793739226107346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just like this picture.  Don't they look like little angels playing potato heads together?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9udEE-TqI/AAAAAAAAAtk/50I_fw1SQBs/s1600/274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9udEE-TqI/AAAAAAAAAtk/50I_fw1SQBs/s400/274.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570792709670456994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These two love to play dollhouse and "boy dollhouse" together.  Daddy got them to pose for this one.  Nothing like watching cartoons and playing next to each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9uc-2c4vI/AAAAAAAAAtc/GQ9TtA8j2og/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9uc-2c4vI/AAAAAAAAAtc/GQ9TtA8j2og/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570792708267369202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Liam's demonstration of how to eat a sandwich.  First you open it.  Then you poke it and try to get the jam off.  Then you wipe anything that doesn't make it into your mouth all over your shirt in case you get hungry later.  Bread is simply a convenient way to serve jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9ucsYRaVI/AAAAAAAAAtU/M3VkWwMcZzc/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9ucsYRaVI/AAAAAAAAAtU/M3VkWwMcZzc/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570792703308949842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9uccj_wDI/AAAAAAAAAtM/fne9fm9SMGU/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9uccj_wDI/AAAAAAAAAtM/fne9fm9SMGU/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570792699063156786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other night we decided to let Liam watch Kayla's old sign language video.  Well, he wasn't the only one who got excited to see BeeBo the signing bear!  Kayla climbed right up next to Liam and was telling him all the important parts of the movie.  She used to watch this every night before for bed for over a year.  It was really sweet to see her like that with Liam.  Beckham was also reliving his past in complete relaxation mode on top of the couch.  He's not supposed to be up there but he looked so comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9tU4NMHNI/AAAAAAAAAtE/kX4pSJXnJnY/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9tU4NMHNI/AAAAAAAAAtE/kX4pSJXnJnY/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570791469533109458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9tUvAZl2I/AAAAAAAAAs8/yRxgEyGzGns/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9tUvAZl2I/AAAAAAAAAs8/yRxgEyGzGns/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570791467063547746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liam loves the phone.  Anytime it rings or he sees someone on the phone he walks around like this saying, "Heh-whoa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9tUMISasI/AAAAAAAAAs0/CF3RO-UfNGg/s1600/IMG_0148.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9tUMISasI/AAAAAAAAAs0/CF3RO-UfNGg/s400/IMG_0148.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570791457701391042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm pretty on top of making sure the kids get their naps but yesterday it just didn't work out.  He took a power nap in the car around 11 and then wouldn't take his regular nap at 1.  I finally let him out after he played in his bed for an hour.  Well, he crashed just as we were about to eat dinner.  It was so cute.  We let him sleep for about 20 minutes and then tried to wake him.  He didn't want to open his eyes until Lonnie mentioned pizza . . . he perked right up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9tTulkyhI/AAAAAAAAAss/US113JJYtD4/s1600/IMG_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9tTulkyhI/AAAAAAAAAss/US113JJYtD4/s400/IMG_0162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570791449771166226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, a while back Kayla had to get a tooth pulled.  It hurt of course but she was very excited that the tooth fairy would get to visit her.  She loved getting her first quarter.  Then a few nights later she ran out of her bedroom telling us to wait.  When she came back she had a picture of a tooth that she had printed off the computer.  She stuck it under her pillow and then looked up expectantly.  "Tooth fairy?" she asked hopefully.  We all started laughing.  I think she knew it was a long shot but you can't blame a girl for trying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9tTaWbeEI/AAAAAAAAAsk/A_rMpOK14CA/s1600/IMG_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9tTaWbeEI/AAAAAAAAAsk/A_rMpOK14CA/s400/IMG_0211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570791444338931778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One last thing about Kayla . . . she made it 1 whole year!  She has now been seizure free for a year and day.  2 more years to go and maybe she won't need to be on meds anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-4115449377767902352?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/4115449377767902352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=4115449377767902352' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4115449377767902352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4115449377767902352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/02/random-photos-and-stories.html' title='Random Photos and Stories'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TU9vZjzSS9I/AAAAAAAAAt8/NhbBAxHi2kk/s72-c/213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-2670033838810558782</id><published>2011-01-28T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T20:33:40.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here's me at almost 31 weeks.  I can't believe that we are going to have 4 kids in approximately 2 months.  A friend gave me a carseat and a bouncy seat since I gave mine away this past summer . . . I didn't realize I'd be needing them so soon!  I think I look like I am due at any moment but the doctor said I'm measuring right at 31cm.  Go figure?  She must not have any room in there because she is kicking me right in the hip joint and under my ribs.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TUOW16u4XhI/AAAAAAAAAsY/I-JXW8UnDbk/s1600/258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TUOW16u4XhI/AAAAAAAAAsY/I-JXW8UnDbk/s400/258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567459417403186706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-2670033838810558782?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/2670033838810558782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=2670033838810558782' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/2670033838810558782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/2670033838810558782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/01/31.html' title='31 Weeks'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TUOW16u4XhI/AAAAAAAAAsY/I-JXW8UnDbk/s72-c/258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-6303715159855398483</id><published>2011-01-23T18:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T19:02:01.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Stories</title><content type='html'>So, the kids have said some pretty funny things lately . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night we were having a family home evening about being nice to people, even if they aren't being nice to you.  I read a story and we talked about some examples.  At the very end I asked, "So, should we be kind to others even if they are mean to us?"  Kayla looked up at me and said, "No! No way mom."  She was very serious and I couldn't help but laughing.  I'm glad that lesson sunk in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after church everyone was eating lunch.  I left the kitchen to take care of Liam for a minute and when I came back Beckham blurts our that daddy gave him some 'daddy drink' (aka soda).  I could see Lonnie shaking his head trying to get Beckham to be quiet but Becks just grinned wider and told me about his special drink again.  This time Lonnie said, "Becks, I won't be able to give you special treats if you tell everyone.  That's part of the 'Man Rule'.  Beckham looked up at Lonnie and said, "What's a manimal?"  Too funny.  We all started laughing so he kept repeating manimal with a confused look.  I think they learned about animals in primary today, so I can only imagine what kind of strange creature he was dreaming of in his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, tonight Kayla really wanted me to paint her finger and toe nails.  I usually do it while the boys are napping because it causes Beckham great stress.  He doesn't like that girls get to paint on themselves and he doesn't.  Lonnie was trying to console him by explaining that boys get to do lots of cool stuff that girls can't do like peeing standing up.  He even promised him a camping trip where they could pee off of a mountain.  That seemed to calm him down a bit because Kayla is a little jealous that she can't stand while doing her business.  So, after his bath he came running out of the bathroom with his Buzz Lightyear gun yelling about how he was shooting the fingernail polish and peeing off of a mountain.  I sincerely hope his imagination doesn't take that story too far . . . peeing off of his bed . . . daddy gets to clean that one up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-6303715159855398483?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/6303715159855398483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=6303715159855398483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6303715159855398483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6303715159855398483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/01/funny-stories.html' title='Funny Stories'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-5827953265513597267</id><published>2011-01-19T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T20:05:43.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in January</title><content type='html'>We got one last special Christmas moment in early January when we got a package from Grpa and Grma McGill.  Liam was very excited.  Did I mention that all of his pics seem to be taken in this chair? Notice his chocolate beard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTe0AQI85mI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/55I6luVmV5c/s1600/1-3-11%2BKayla%252C%2BBecks%2Band%2BLiam%2Benjoy%2Bgifts%2Bfrom%2BGrma%2B%2526%2BGrpa%2BMcGill%252811%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564113781065049698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTe0AQI85mI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/55I6luVmV5c/s400/1-3-11%2BKayla%252C%2BBecks%2Band%2BLiam%2Benjoy%2Bgifts%2Bfrom%2BGrma%2B%2526%2BGrpa%2BMcGill%252811%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beckham got this fun truck and trailer.  He loved pushing the button to hear the music while eating his Santa sucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTezHK2y2mI/AAAAAAAAAsA/cdsRoGeYDvE/s1600/1-3-11%2BKayla%252C%2BBecks%2Band%2BLiam%2Benjoy%2Bgifts%2Bfrom%2BGrma%2B%2526%2BGrpa%2BMcGill%25287%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564112800394173026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTezHK2y2mI/AAAAAAAAAsA/cdsRoGeYDvE/s400/1-3-11%2BKayla%252C%2BBecks%2Band%2BLiam%2Benjoy%2Bgifts%2Bfrom%2BGrma%2B%2526%2BGrpa%2BMcGill%25287%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTezG-j6mfI/AAAAAAAAAr4/n696tQoJH9A/s1600/1-3-11%2BKayla%252C%2BBecks%2Band%2BLiam%2Benjoy%2Bgifts%2Bfrom%2BGrma%2B%2526%2BGrpa%2BMcGill%25288%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564112797093763570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTezG-j6mfI/AAAAAAAAAr4/n696tQoJH9A/s400/1-3-11%2BKayla%252C%2BBecks%2Band%2BLiam%2Benjoy%2Bgifts%2Bfrom%2BGrma%2B%2526%2BGrpa%2BMcGill%25288%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayla got a strawberry shortcake apron and chef's hat.  She slept with it the first night and wears it daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTezGZi82kI/AAAAAAAAArw/6omW788DdAo/s1600/1-3-11%2BKayla%252C%2BBecks%2Band%2BLiam%2Benjoy%2Bgifts%2Bfrom%2BGrma%2B%2526%2BGrpa%2BMcGill%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564112787157604930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTezGZi82kI/AAAAAAAAArw/6omW788DdAo/s400/1-3-11%2BKayla%252C%2BBecks%2Band%2BLiam%2Benjoy%2Bgifts%2Bfrom%2BGrma%2B%2526%2BGrpa%2BMcGill%25284%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTezGJg3CqI/AAAAAAAAAro/Io4arRpo0Sg/s1600/1-3-11%2BKayla%252C%2BBecks%2Band%2BLiam%2Benjoy%2Bgifts%2Bfrom%2BGrma%2B%2526%2BGrpa%2BMcGill%252810%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564112782853868194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTezGJg3CqI/AAAAAAAAAro/Io4arRpo0Sg/s400/1-3-11%2BKayla%252C%2BBecks%2Band%2BLiam%2Benjoy%2Bgifts%2Bfrom%2BGrma%2B%2526%2BGrpa%2BMcGill%252810%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks Grpa and Grma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-5827953265513597267?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/5827953265513597267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=5827953265513597267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5827953265513597267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5827953265513597267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-in-january.html' title='Christmas in January'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTe0AQI85mI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/55I6luVmV5c/s72-c/1-3-11%2BKayla%252C%2BBecks%2Band%2BLiam%2Benjoy%2Bgifts%2Bfrom%2BGrma%2B%2526%2BGrpa%2BMcGill%252811%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-7693944734932649110</id><published>2011-01-18T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T20:50:40.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beckham is looking ready to open presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTZqjBfJQlI/AAAAAAAAArg/XjD9Cg4BBCA/s1600/12-25-10%2BBekcham%2Bin%2Bhis%2Bjammies%2B%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563751539589857874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTZqjBfJQlI/AAAAAAAAArg/XjD9Cg4BBCA/s400/12-25-10%2BBekcham%2Bin%2Bhis%2Bjammies%2B%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved his new Buzz Lightyear nerf gun and got out all his other gear for the full effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTZqi8rbhsI/AAAAAAAAArY/0IWeqNDsIfY/s1600/12-25-10%2BBeckham%2Ball%2Bdressed%2Bup%2Bas%2BBuzz%2Bwith%2Bhis%2Bnew%2Bgun%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563751538299209410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTZqi8rbhsI/AAAAAAAAArY/0IWeqNDsIfY/s400/12-25-10%2BBeckham%2Ball%2Bdressed%2Bup%2Bas%2BBuzz%2Bwith%2Bhis%2Bnew%2Bgun%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayla got a kitchen from Santa that has a special highchair for her baby doll. She was a little nervous to see Liam in her space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTZqiv3YwzI/AAAAAAAAArQ/8-kkDm2aeWM/s1600/12-25-10%2BKayla%2Band%2BLiam%2Bby%2Bthe%2Bnew%2Bkitchen%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563751534859698994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTZqiv3YwzI/AAAAAAAAArQ/8-kkDm2aeWM/s400/12-25-10%2BKayla%2Band%2BLiam%2Bby%2Bthe%2Bnew%2Bkitchen%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTZqiRas8tI/AAAAAAAAArI/0r3AFG4r_80/s1600/12-25-10%2BKayla%2Band%2BLiam%2Bby%2Bthe%2Bnew%2Bkitchen%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563751526686323410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTZqiRas8tI/AAAAAAAAArI/0r3AFG4r_80/s400/12-25-10%2BKayla%2Band%2BLiam%2Bby%2Bthe%2Bnew%2Bkitchen%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my little Liam enjoying his first M&amp;amp;Ms. Notice the red one near his neck . . . he's saving that one for later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTZqiEVcklI/AAAAAAAAArA/3WbKiMzOVsA/s1600/12-25-10%2BLiam%2Beating%2Bhis%2Bfirst%2Bm%2526ms%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563751523174617682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTZqiEVcklI/AAAAAAAAArA/3WbKiMzOVsA/s400/12-25-10%2BLiam%2Beating%2Bhis%2Bfirst%2Bm%2526ms%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1723503958787187334-7693944734932649110?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/7693944734932649110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=7693944734932649110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7693944734932649110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7693944734932649110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas Morning'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTZqjBfJQlI/AAAAAAAAArg/XjD9Cg4BBCA/s72-c/12-25-10%2BBekcham%2Bin%2Bhis%2Bjammies%2B%25283%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-5060145052804416784</id><published>2011-01-14T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T20:51:28.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, so I've been trying to do this post for days . . . something was going crazy weird with my photo uploader. Today it finally worked! Yeah! These are some picks from Christmas Eve at my Uncle Brett's house. He picked out a special book and matching stuffed animal for the 4 oldest great niece and nephews. Then he read each book. He is a marvelous story teller and the kids were thrilled with their gifts. It was a really great way to end the night and get ready for Santa to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Kayla he picked out "Olivia" . . . you could substitute Kayla's name and it fits her perfectly. She put on her tutu and princess shoes shortly after reading about Olivia. Apparently she needed to keep up with her ability to change clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562264447283886866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTEiC28j-xI/AAAAAAAAAq4/5t8d9eUq2cw/s400/12-24-10%2BKayla%252C%2BBrett%2Band%2Bher%2BOlivia%2Bbook%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTEiCXxPHlI/AAAAAAAAAqw/KPQe7QXSpBI/s1600/12-24-10%2BKayla%252C%2BBrett%2Band%2Bher%2BOlivia%2Bbook%2B%25285%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562264438914883154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTEiCXxPHlI/AAAAAAAAAqw/KPQe7QXSpBI/s400/12-24-10%2BKayla%252C%2BBrett%2Band%2Bher%2BOlivia%2Bbook%2B%25285%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTEiB8lYTcI/AAAAAAAAAqo/3VVIAIY-OIo/s1600/12-24-10%2BKayla%252C%2BMommy%252C%2BKaeliegh%252C%2BHudson%2Band%2BBecks%2Blistening%2Bto%2Bstories%2B%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562264431617396162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTEiB8lYTcI/AAAAAAAAAqo/3VVIAIY-OIo/s400/12-24-10%2BKayla%252C%2BMommy%252C%2BKaeliegh%252C%2BHudson%2Band%2BBecks%2Blistening%2Bto%2Bstories%2B%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next it was Jackson's turn. Brett got him a book called Chowder about a puppy dog.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562264424296506258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTEiBhT8Y5I/AAAAAAAAAqg/eF-1wmTVo50/s400/12-24-10%2BJackson%252C%2BBrett%2Band%2Bhis%2BChowder%2Bbook%2B%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,204)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562264421643333762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTEiBXbYMII/AAAAAAAAAqY/Itcf3HOq2xU/s400/12-24-10%2BJackson%252C%2BBrett%2Band%2Bhis%2BChowder%2Bbook%2B%25285%2529.JPG" /&gt;Beckham got the book, "If you Give a Mouse a Cookie". This was probably the funniest story because Brett added a hand puppet. Everyone was laughing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTEW8aDTqlI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/B1q_L77fo3Y/s1600/12-24-10%2BBecks%252C%2BBrett%252C%2BTheresa%2Band%2Bthe%2BMouse%2Bcookie%2Bbook%2B%25288%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562252241820428882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTEW8aDTqlI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/B1q_L77fo3Y/s400/12-24-10%2BBecks%252C%2BBrett%252C%2BTheresa%2Band%2Bthe%2BMouse%2Bcookie%2Bbook%2B%25288%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally, Josh got a book called, "Owl at Home". This was a pretty funny story, too. I think the adults laughed harder than the kids did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTEW8K8YmBI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Mv-Xx0ca0jI/s1600/12-24-10%2BBrett%252C%2BJosh%2Band%2Bthe%2Bowl%2Bbook%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562252237764859922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTEW8K8YmBI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Mv-Xx0ca0jI/s400/12-24-10%2BBrett%252C%2BJosh%2Band%2Bthe%2Bowl%2Bbook%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTEW76QbIWI/AAAAAAAAAqA/1AbCmBpnniw/s1600/12-24-10%2BBrett%252C%2BJosh%2Band%2Bthe%2Bowl%2Bbook%2B%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562252233285509474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTEW76QbIWI/AAAAAAAAAqA/1AbCmBpnniw/s400/12-24-10%2BBrett%252C%2BJosh%2Band%2Bthe%2Bowl%2Bbook%2B%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Liam just had a good time walking around with his milk, eating snacks and hoping no one noticed him trying to get ornaments off the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTEW7niUOWI/AAAAAAAAAp4/dEECAYb4zHg/s1600/12-24-10%2BBecks%252C%2BBrett%252C%2BTheresa%2Band%2Bthe%2BMouse%2Bcookie%2Bbook%2B%25286%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562252228260280674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTEW7niUOWI/AAAAAAAAAp4/dEECAYb4zHg/s400/12-24-10%2BBecks%252C%2BBrett%252C%2BTheresa%2Band%2Bthe%2BMouse%2Bcookie%2Bbook%2B%25286%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTEVjYdew5I/AAAAAAAAApw/B-5eQe8FKu8/s1600/12-24-10%2BLiam%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562250712384979858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTEVjYdew5I/AAAAAAAAApw/B-5eQe8FKu8/s400/12-24-10%2BLiam%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-5060145052804416784?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/5060145052804416784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=5060145052804416784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5060145052804416784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5060145052804416784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TTEiC28j-xI/AAAAAAAAAq4/5t8d9eUq2cw/s72-c/12-24-10%2BKayla%252C%2BBrett%2Band%2Bher%2BOlivia%2Bbook%2B%25281%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-9133328412479665801</id><published>2010-12-25T21:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T22:00:21.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar Cookies</title><content type='html'>On Monday I told Kayla that we could make cookies sometime this week. Well, that started an all-day repetition of, "Mama, make cookies, now?" So, after naptime we made the dough and frosting. We all started out wearing aprons but by the end we were covered in flour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbSSQKZc3I/AAAAAAAAApk/8i11eyqPNX0/s1600/12-20-10%2BLiam%252C%2BKayla%252C%2BMommy%2Band%2BBeckham%2Bmaking%2Bsugar%2Bcookies%2B%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554858401426142066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbSSQKZc3I/AAAAAAAAApk/8i11eyqPNX0/s400/12-20-10%2BLiam%252C%2BKayla%252C%2BMommy%2Band%2BBeckham%2Bmaking%2Bsugar%2Bcookies%2B%25284%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kayla licking batter off the beater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbSSNFU8TI/AAAAAAAAApc/Wd4qF2gqGvw/s1600/12-20-10%2BKayla%2Blicking%2Bthe%2Bbeaters%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554858400599568690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbSSNFU8TI/AAAAAAAAApc/Wd4qF2gqGvw/s400/12-20-10%2BKayla%2Blicking%2Bthe%2Bbeaters%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beckham copying Kayla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbSRk9FhqI/AAAAAAAAApU/UpJ8V1WidRg/s1600/12-20-10%2BBecks%2Blicking%2Bthe%2Bbeaters%2B%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554858389827585698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbSRk9FhqI/AAAAAAAAApU/UpJ8V1WidRg/s400/12-20-10%2BBecks%2Blicking%2Bthe%2Bbeaters%2B%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Liam watching from his chair. At least he has monkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbSRElxHzI/AAAAAAAAApM/zreVGmaVRxs/s1600/12-20-10%2BLiam%2Bwatching%2Bus%2Bmake%2Bcookies%2Bfrom%2Bhis%2Bchair%2B%25286%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554858381139844914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbSRElxHzI/AAAAAAAAApM/zreVGmaVRxs/s400/12-20-10%2BLiam%2Bwatching%2Bus%2Bmake%2Bcookies%2Bfrom%2Bhis%2Bchair%2B%25286%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kayla loving the decorating part of making cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbQ_quzL0I/AAAAAAAAApE/ckRNVe0Efnw/s1600/12-20-10%2BKayla%2Bfrosting%2Bcookies%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554856982629003074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbQ_quzL0I/AAAAAAAAApE/ckRNVe0Efnw/s400/12-20-10%2BKayla%2Bfrosting%2Bcookies%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy helping Kayla. It was hillarious watching the kids try to spread frosting and taking giant fingerfulls of sprinkles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbQ_WzNIWI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cjyvKLnZJJw/s1600/12-20-10%2BKayla%2Bfrosting%2Bcookies%2B%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554856977278771554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbQ_WzNIWI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cjyvKLnZJJw/s400/12-20-10%2BKayla%2Bfrosting%2Bcookies%2B%25284%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lonnie took a break from studying to help us decorate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbQ_MAN5XI/AAAAAAAAAo0/6lD3OXVH6l0/s1600/12-20-10%2BDaddy%2Bfrosting%2Bcookies%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554856974380557682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbQ_MAN5XI/AAAAAAAAAo0/6lD3OXVH6l0/s400/12-20-10%2BDaddy%2Bfrosting%2Bcookies%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the cookies turned out pretty good . . . just take a look for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbQ-2KkVZI/AAAAAAAAAos/sQjvDdFakUA/s1600/12-20-10%2BBeckham%2Bfrosting%2Bcookies%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554856968518391186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbQ-2KkVZI/AAAAAAAAAos/sQjvDdFakUA/s400/12-20-10%2BBeckham%2Bfrosting%2Bcookies%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbQ-TzrjzI/AAAAAAAAAok/gJi6SWcG0VM/s1600/12-20-10%2BYum.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554856959295590194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbQ-TzrjzI/AAAAAAAAAok/gJi6SWcG0VM/s400/12-20-10%2BYum.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-9133328412479665801?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/9133328412479665801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=9133328412479665801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/9133328412479665801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/9133328412479665801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/12/sugar-cookies.html' title='Sugar Cookies'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbSSQKZc3I/AAAAAAAAApk/8i11eyqPNX0/s72-c/12-20-10%2BLiam%252C%2BKayla%252C%2BMommy%2Band%2BBeckham%2Bmaking%2Bsugar%2Bcookies%2B%25284%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-399937218046776306</id><published>2010-12-25T20:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T21:11:56.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beckham's 3rd Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beckham loves all things Toy Story . . . especially Buzz.  This year he wanted a Buzz cake and this is what we came up with.  I made a gluten free cake and added applesauce to it. It was actually very yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbMsqXsQRI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Eaem8ErReVw/s1600/12-17-10%2BBeckham%2527s%2BBuzz%2BCake%2B%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554852258068054290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbMsqXsQRI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Eaem8ErReVw/s400/12-17-10%2BBeckham%2527s%2BBuzz%2BCake%2B%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbMsMpEoPI/AAAAAAAAAoU/NisvqK9n6xU/s1600/12-17-10%2BBeckham%2527s%2BBuzz%2BCake%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554852250087891186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbMsMpEoPI/AAAAAAAAAoU/NisvqK9n6xU/s400/12-17-10%2BBeckham%2527s%2BBuzz%2BCake%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Cousin Andrew crawling around the kitchen and listening to his ABCs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbMr4mVSDI/AAAAAAAAAoM/-ov0B7AcC0o/s1600/12-17-10%2BAndrew%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554852244707690546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbMr4mVSDI/AAAAAAAAAoM/-ov0B7AcC0o/s400/12-17-10%2BAndrew%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Cousin Josh taking a break from cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbMrpoTa9I/AAAAAAAAAoE/goe6WIgFGzQ/s1600/12-17-10%2BJoshy%2Beating%2Bcake%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554852240689425362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbMrpoTa9I/AAAAAAAAAoE/goe6WIgFGzQ/s400/12-17-10%2BJoshy%2Beating%2Bcake%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kayla and Jackson eating as fast as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbMGLRUBII/AAAAAAAAAn8/d_nWWuzTwwQ/s1600/12-17-10%2BBeckham%252C%2BJackson%2Band%2BKayla%2B%25285%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554851596884771970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbMGLRUBII/AAAAAAAAAn8/d_nWWuzTwwQ/s400/12-17-10%2BBeckham%252C%2BJackson%2Band%2BKayla%2B%25285%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Liam . . . I think most of his pictures are in this chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbMFyvqpwI/AAAAAAAAAn0/9ZoKjSt-_TI/s1600/12-17-10%2BLiam%2Beating%2Bcake%2B%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554851590301198082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbMFyvqpwI/AAAAAAAAAn0/9ZoKjSt-_TI/s400/12-17-10%2BLiam%2Beating%2Bcake%2B%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Beckham opening his gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbMFWZLD1I/AAAAAAAAAns/dUYS0XX12Uo/s1600/12-17-10%2BBeckham%252C%2BJackson%2Band%2BKayla%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554851582690660178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbMFWZLD1I/AAAAAAAAAns/dUYS0XX12Uo/s400/12-17-10%2BBeckham%252C%2BJackson%2Band%2BKayla%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; For months Beckham has been playing with Kayla's pink and purple dollhouse.  He generally brings his superheroes and Mack from "Cars" to play in the dollhouse but we thought it was time he got something a little more appropriate for a boy.  He calls this his "Boy Dollhouse" and all of the kids loved it.  He's not really into good guys and bad guys yet.  He set up Batman and Joker to watch TV together in the batcave.  Hee, hee, hee.  Lonnie picked out 5 different characters with matching vehicles so there are plenty of figurines to play with.  Good job dad!  And now Kayla brings her ponies and strawberry shortcakes to play in Beckham's dollhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbMFPg2O3I/AAAAAAAAAnk/tKc1iKvTdpY/s1600/12-18-10%2BBeckham%2527s%2BBatcave%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554851580843801458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbMFPg2O3I/AAAAAAAAAnk/tKc1iKvTdpY/s400/12-18-10%2BBeckham%2527s%2BBatcave%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you are too little to play with the batcave, just play with the box it came in!  It provides hours (or at least several consecutive minutes) of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbME9oyJRI/AAAAAAAAAnc/RwAmV8VyiOk/s1600/12-17-10%2BLiam%2Band%2BAndrew%2Bplaying%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bboxes%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554851576045249810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbME9oyJRI/AAAAAAAAAnc/RwAmV8VyiOk/s400/12-17-10%2BLiam%2Band%2BAndrew%2Bplaying%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bboxes%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-399937218046776306?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/399937218046776306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=399937218046776306' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/399937218046776306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/399937218046776306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/12/beckham.html' title='Beckham&apos;s 3rd Birthday'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TRbMsqXsQRI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Eaem8ErReVw/s72-c/12-17-10%2BBeckham%2527s%2BBuzz%2BCake%2B%25283%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-1040308999802078344</id><published>2010-12-12T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T20:12:28.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kid Update</title><content type='html'>I am finally getting my journal up to date and wrote a little about the kids.  So here's a little update on my little monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam is getting so big. He walks and practically runs everywhere now. He loves to pull out bowls from the cupboards in the kitchen and loves to pull out the phone cord. He is also known to eat dog food, splash in the dog water, rip books, pull books off the shelves and “bug” the older kids. He laughs at himself and will clap when amused. He likes his milk and will do the sign when he wants a drink. He can say mama, dada, uh-oh and wave hello and goodbye. He also sings Ooh-Ooh, Ahh-Ahh when the playhouse disney monkeys start to sing.  He is a sweet little boy and makes me very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that Beckham will be 3 in less than a week. He speaks very clearly and is quite bright for his age. He is a skinny little guy but loves to eat treats. I think if he had it his way he’d spend his days sitting in front of the TV with a bowl of snacks! He loves to be with Kayla even though she gets a bit aggressive at times. Last week we moved his bed into her room and he loves sleeping in there with her. I am amazed at how well they are doing in there together. They still wake up early but now Beckham will stay in the room with Kayla until I go and get them. It’s fun to listen to them talk to each other on the monitor. Becks loves to play trains, cars and superheroes. He has a good imagination. He still has tantrums that drive me crazy but at least he says sorry when it’s all over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayla has started being able to do imaginative play better. She and Beckham have been playing together and I’ve really been trying to keep the TV off more often. She is starting to sing songs and draw symbols that look like letters. She loves to get praise for doing and saying things right. Lonnie usually spends some time with her everyday working on pronounciation. She is a great helper and especially loves emptying the dishwasher. Her favorite things to do are read books, play dollhouse and do ABC time on the computer. Her last seizure was February 5 of this year. That means she’s almost been seizure free for a whole year. I really hope that she can keep being seizure free so that eventually we can take her off of her meds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-1040308999802078344?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/1040308999802078344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=1040308999802078344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1040308999802078344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1040308999802078344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/12/kid-update.html' title='Kid Update'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-4705170172767882178</id><published>2010-11-27T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T20:54:41.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new camera . . . and pictures of fall.</title><content type='html'>Last Christmas my dad got our family a very nice camera . . . one that I am fully unqualified to have or use!!  It has taken me nearly 11 months to figure out how to use it . . . mostly because I couldn't find a full hour of time to watch the instruction DVD and figure out how to turn it on.  It's actually a lot of fun to use.  A few days ago we were playing outside and these are some of my favorite pics of the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TPHfI-UBFTI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/8mGTBbT1Le4/s1600/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544457961528694066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TPHfI-UBFTI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/8mGTBbT1Le4/s400/DSC_0151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Liam by the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TPHfH7oXRmI/AAAAAAAAAnI/ZEVc-mDRRHc/s1600/DSC_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544457943628858978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TPHfH7oXRmI/AAAAAAAAAnI/ZEVc-mDRRHc/s400/DSC_0153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of the kids were having a blast running around this tree and kicking up the leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TPHfG7oDsDI/AAAAAAAAAnA/8_tEh966CgU/s1600/DSC_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544457926447706162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TPHfG7oDsDI/AAAAAAAAAnA/8_tEh966CgU/s400/DSC_0154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Beckham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TPHfF5aXddI/AAAAAAAAAm4/PLiuLtJNx88/s1600/DSC_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544457908673541586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TPHfF5aXddI/AAAAAAAAAm4/PLiuLtJNx88/s400/DSC_0158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marvin walking on all 4 legs.  A few days ago he fell off of his doggy door ramp and broke his leg.  He had surgery yesterday and should be fully healed in about a month.  Poor little pup.  He just wasn't prepared for the Rexburg-dumping of snow we've received in the last 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TPHfEhIJ5CI/AAAAAAAAAmw/z-F4SPwwy4E/s1600/DSC_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544457884974834722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TPHfEhIJ5CI/AAAAAAAAAmw/z-F4SPwwy4E/s400/DSC_0162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cute little babe.&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/1723503958787187334-4705170172767882178?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/4705170172767882178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=4705170172767882178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4705170172767882178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4705170172767882178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-new-camera-and-pictures-of-fall.html' title='My new camera . . . and pictures of fall.'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TPHfI-UBFTI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/8mGTBbT1Le4/s72-c/DSC_0151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-5543189350786112454</id><published>2010-10-31T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T20:56:24.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>Happy Halloween!  We celebrated last night with our ward party and trunk-or-treat.  Kayla and Becks were so excited to finally get to wear their costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TM44fhSwCdI/AAAAAAAAAmo/faNvNyh4EeI/s1600/DSC_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534423106249034194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TM44fhSwCdI/AAAAAAAAAmo/faNvNyh4EeI/s400/DSC_0129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "To Infinity and Beyond"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TM44fWW4eEI/AAAAAAAAAmg/Y1AgpKSEwzk/s1600/DSC_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534423103313573954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TM44fWW4eEI/AAAAAAAAAmg/Y1AgpKSEwzk/s400/DSC_0130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We bought their costumes at the beginning of October and they've worn them most days of the week at some point in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TM44e4Rx5xI/AAAAAAAAAmY/S5ZYlc0JFqY/s1600/DSC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534423095239108370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TM44e4Rx5xI/AAAAAAAAAmY/S5ZYlc0JFqY/s400/DSC_0136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Liam was our cute little puppy dog.  The older kids thought his floppy ears and tail were hillarious.  It was really cute to see him crawl around and wag his tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TM43kazijZI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/a4Upjkd95dI/s1600/P1020944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534422090895232402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TM43kazijZI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/a4Upjkd95dI/s400/P1020944.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We stopped at Great Grandma's house before the party for pictures and our first treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TM43kLe6HWI/AAAAAAAAAmI/q82FLM8T8N0/s1600/P1020947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534422086782164322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TM43kLe6HWI/AAAAAAAAAmI/q82FLM8T8N0/s400/P1020947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tonight we celebrated by watching "Toy Story II" and eating popcorn and candy.  Liam ate some yummy cereal.  One is attached to his neck . . . I think he was saving it for a bedtime snack!  Marvin was catching all the leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TM43jhhpgrI/AAAAAAAAAmA/VfKJxZp1ZpA/s1600/P1020961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534422075519369906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TM43jhhpgrI/AAAAAAAAAmA/VfKJxZp1ZpA/s400/P1020961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TM43jbmOFpI/AAAAAAAAAl4/pVBTY1SV9-M/s1600/P1020959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534422073927931538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TM43jbmOFpI/AAAAAAAAAl4/pVBTY1SV9-M/s400/P1020959.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Becks was loving his tootsie pop as much as he loves his new monkey jammies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TM43jNHnk2I/AAAAAAAAAlw/6Vaoa-_tS6I/s1600/P1020954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534422070041482082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TM43jNHnk2I/AAAAAAAAAlw/6Vaoa-_tS6I/s400/P1020954.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kayla can't resist an opportunity to give me a classic cheeser!  All in all a good holiday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-5543189350786112454?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/5543189350786112454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=5543189350786112454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5543189350786112454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5543189350786112454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TM44fhSwCdI/AAAAAAAAAmo/faNvNyh4EeI/s72-c/DSC_0129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-8119577746976615755</id><published>2010-10-26T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T14:57:05.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liam's first birthday</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Liam's birthday a little early so that my parents could attend.  Liam was pretty excited about opening up his presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdMG4SIK3I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/4h5VLJ9t3Ag/s1600/268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532474348319288178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdMG4SIK3I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/4h5VLJ9t3Ag/s400/268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He wasn't too sure if this was really his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdMGbrCo0I/AAAAAAAAAlI/ljbJm0TUFGI/s1600/275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532474340639155010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdMGbrCo0I/AAAAAAAAAlI/ljbJm0TUFGI/s400/275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now he's sure and loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdLHegyUeI/AAAAAAAAAlA/y5Jbny-c2uI/s1600/283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532473259069690338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdLHegyUeI/AAAAAAAAAlA/y5Jbny-c2uI/s400/283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was my masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdLHFWkM_I/AAAAAAAAAk4/NTVIJabfI_c/s1600/P1020854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532473252315935730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdLHFWkM_I/AAAAAAAAAk4/NTVIJabfI_c/s400/P1020854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His face really lit up when he saw the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdLGyleNiI/AAAAAAAAAkw/0yeHBZRcosk/s1600/265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532473247278183970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdLGyleNiI/AAAAAAAAAkw/0yeHBZRcosk/s400/265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tastes good so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdLGft0PPI/AAAAAAAAAko/XFDE7Tr4MfY/s1600/322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532473242212908274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdLGft0PPI/AAAAAAAAAko/XFDE7Tr4MfY/s400/322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What do you mean there's no more cake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdLGPk2yQI/AAAAAAAAAkg/LOmAcmSDugE/s1600/328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532473237880359170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdLGPk2yQI/AAAAAAAAAkg/LOmAcmSDugE/s400/328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayla and Beckham liked the cake too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdMH_aKCaI/AAAAAAAAAlo/92FtEdSdzNg/s1600/299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532474367411882402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdMH_aKCaI/AAAAAAAAAlo/92FtEdSdzNg/s400/299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdMHmD4I7I/AAAAAAAAAlg/rsaR4DPXR9o/s1600/292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532474360607548338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdMHmD4I7I/AAAAAAAAAlg/rsaR4DPXR9o/s400/292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Liam's real birthday he was still loving his special firetruck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdMHFGc_XI/AAAAAAAAAlY/QSpwWblXUBc/s1600/P1020929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532474351759981938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdMHFGc_XI/AAAAAAAAAlY/QSpwWblXUBc/s400/P1020929.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-8119577746976615755?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/8119577746976615755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=8119577746976615755' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/8119577746976615755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/8119577746976615755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/10/liams-first-birthday.html' title='Liam&apos;s first birthday'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdMG4SIK3I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/4h5VLJ9t3Ag/s72-c/268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-4616474634239765908</id><published>2010-10-26T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T14:30:14.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>There is a really fun place to go to pick out pumpkins just outside of town. It's more of country market and mini carnival with a pumpkin patch on site. It was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdGUtanVZI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/D2ch4mLBGJw/s1600/IMG_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532467988850496914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdGUtanVZI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/D2ch4mLBGJw/s400/IMG_0159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The weather was a little chilly but Liam tried to stay warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdGUDa0CLI/AAAAAAAAAkI/2xZZY4tYhYo/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532467977577040050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdGUDa0CLI/AAAAAAAAAkI/2xZZY4tYhYo/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids got to ride a carousel, an airplane carnival ride and jump in bounce houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdGT4bYSnI/AAAAAAAAAkA/1Z2cUGVy-gA/s1600/IMG_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532467974626626162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdGT4bYSnI/AAAAAAAAAkA/1Z2cUGVy-gA/s400/IMG_0166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They pet some animals, walked through the corn maze and climbed the hay bale mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdGTh12g-I/AAAAAAAAAj4/lmDOvDj_opQ/s1600/IMG_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532467968563643362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdGTh12g-I/AAAAAAAAAj4/lmDOvDj_opQ/s400/IMG_0168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kayla just wanted to know what would come next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdFNfPzoLI/AAAAAAAAAjw/4_jyoJ4WxVE/s1600/IMG_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532466765276356786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdFNfPzoLI/AAAAAAAAAjw/4_jyoJ4WxVE/s400/IMG_0177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cotton Candy!  I love the progression of pictures below . . . Beckham really enjoyed his cotton candy.  I think he was sticky for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdFNDT2biI/AAAAAAAAAjo/dCT_prD9X4E/s1600/IMG_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532466757777124898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdFNDT2biI/AAAAAAAAAjo/dCT_prD9X4E/s400/IMG_0171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdFMpybr-I/AAAAAAAAAjg/5fs1ZWHMk_I/s1600/IMG_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532466750926073826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdFMpybr-I/AAAAAAAAAjg/5fs1ZWHMk_I/s400/IMG_0176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdFMOyjMjI/AAAAAAAAAjY/2V1h7UcYYi8/s1600/IMG_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532466743678808626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdFMOyjMjI/AAAAAAAAAjY/2V1h7UcYYi8/s400/IMG_0178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next, it was time for a tractor ride out to the pumpkins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdFLl1jGzI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/UdTatcUE8xY/s1600/IMG_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532466732685531954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdFLl1jGzI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/UdTatcUE8xY/s400/IMG_0179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kayla picked a white pumpkin, Becks got a bumpy one and we got a little orange one for Liam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdGU8Lhb5I/AAAAAAAAAkY/rfThNAPGTQc/s1600/P1020940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532467992813727634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdGU8Lhb5I/AAAAAAAAAkY/rfThNAPGTQc/s400/P1020940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday night we carved the two smooth pumpkins and the kids thought it was awesome to turn out the lights and watch them glow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-4616474634239765908?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/4616474634239765908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=4616474634239765908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4616474634239765908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4616474634239765908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TMdGUtanVZI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/D2ch4mLBGJw/s72-c/IMG_0159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-4859571027470581290</id><published>2010-10-10T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T08:39:28.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unwrap My Present</title><content type='html'>Beckham and McKayla like to play a game called, “Unwrap My Present”. They wrap different toys in blankets and then unwrap them. This morning they were playing in the kitchen when I asked Beckham to come get dressed. As I’m putting his clothes on I hear Kayla yell, “Beckham, unwrap my present.” To which he responds, “Kayla I’m getting dressed. Be patient!” She didn’t quite understand him and asked him to play again. He said, “I’m getting dressed ... be patient!” I was trying not to laugh because he was so serious about the whole thing!  I don't think the humor of this little conversation comes through in a blog.  I wish I had it recorded on video!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-4859571027470581290?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/4859571027470581290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=4859571027470581290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4859571027470581290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4859571027470581290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/10/unwrap-my-present.html' title='Unwrap My Present'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-9189014328081479203</id><published>2010-10-08T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T20:15:28.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Newish Pictures</title><content type='html'>I just have a ton of pictures from the summer that I figured I should post since I'm probably never going to get around to doing a full blog about them.  This first picture is Becks.  It's not the best quality but he looked so cute this day.  He loves getting dressed up fancy!  He was so proud of his little gray suit and tie. I just got him some new black church shoes and he is desperate to wear them.  Everyday he asks me, "Is it church day?"  Sorry kiddo . . . not yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_b-P29WAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/7PWSHtztXKs/s1600/9-5-10+Beckham+all+dressed+for+church+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525877130262304770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_b-P29WAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/7PWSHtztXKs/s400/9-5-10+Beckham+all+dressed+for+church+(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In early September Lonnie got to go to a 49ers game in Seattle and came home with new soccer jerseys for everyone . . . well, at least everyone in the photo!  The kids were so excited to have a "daddy shirt".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_b90PO2GI/AAAAAAAAAjA/yXe5D71IOd0/s1600/9-18-10+Dressed+up+in+their+special+jerseys+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525877122847922274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_b90PO2GI/AAAAAAAAAjA/yXe5D71IOd0/s400/9-18-10+Dressed+up+in+their+special+jerseys+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture of Kayla.  It's so rare for her to smile pretty for a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_b9U6m0qI/AAAAAAAAAi4/aLMH8liKcr8/s1600/9-19-10+Kayla%27s+pretty+dress+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525877114439914146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_b9U6m0qI/AAAAAAAAAi4/aLMH8liKcr8/s400/9-19-10+Kayla%27s+pretty+dress+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Several times a week we take the kids over to the park to play.  Lately they've really been into climbing this big rock.  Becks still needs a little help but Kayla climbs it like nothing else.  Lonnie is hoping that his rock-climbing buddy Alan will be proud of the following photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_b9HLUKlI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Gh3pYngi-mg/s1600/9-20-10+Becks+tries+to+climb+the+rock+wall+at+Howard+Ammon+Park+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525877110751898194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_b9HLUKlI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Gh3pYngi-mg/s400/9-20-10+Becks+tries+to+climb+the+rock+wall+at+Howard+Ammon+Park+(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_b8zTF6cI/AAAAAAAAAio/i30iAlMw5y8/s1600/9-20-10+Kayla+the+climber+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525877105415809474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_b8zTF6cI/AAAAAAAAAio/i30iAlMw5y8/s400/9-20-10+Kayla+the+climber+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_bKSYA-qI/AAAAAAAAAig/b-3W9onck-A/s1600/9-20-10+Kayla+the+climber+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525876237584628386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_bKSYA-qI/AAAAAAAAAig/b-3W9onck-A/s400/9-20-10+Kayla+the+climber+(5).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_bKN5pL5I/AAAAAAAAAiY/BWNLIRkBBOI/s1600/9-20-10+Kayla+the+climber+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525876236383498130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_bKN5pL5I/AAAAAAAAAiY/BWNLIRkBBOI/s400/9-20-10+Kayla+the+climber+(6).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_bJy_iW8I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/SQCiJmxCHJU/s1600/9-20-10+Kayla+the+climber+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525876229160459202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_bJy_iW8I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/SQCiJmxCHJU/s400/9-20-10+Kayla+the+climber+(8).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kayla gets a fun homework project from school to do with the family.  This month the kids got to make crowns and they wore them for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_bJkHLo1I/AAAAAAAAAiI/psWbTYI8DMg/s1600/9-22-10+Kayla+and+Beckham+made+crowns.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525876225165992786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_bJkHLo1I/AAAAAAAAAiI/psWbTYI8DMg/s400/9-22-10+Kayla+and+Beckham+made+crowns.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's my Beckham.  He's just such a good boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_bJWxRWeI/AAAAAAAAAiA/5Ow1z67w0eA/s1600/9-22-10+Liam+is+11+months+old+and+loves+to+play+outside+(11).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525876221584431586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_bJWxRWeI/AAAAAAAAAiA/5Ow1z67w0eA/s400/9-22-10+Liam+is+11+months+old+and+loves+to+play+outside+(11).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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-9189014328081479203?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/9189014328081479203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=9189014328081479203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/9189014328081479203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/9189014328081479203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/10/some-newish-pictures.html' title='Some Newish Pictures'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TK_b-P29WAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/7PWSHtztXKs/s72-c/9-5-10+Beckham+all+dressed+for+church+(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-9061725007657406559</id><published>2010-09-30T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T20:38:07.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week of School</title><content type='html'>Kayla just finished up her first week of school and she loves it.  Earlier this summer we had to make a paper chain to help her cope with the time it was taking for school to start again.  She gets to ride the bus and she loves that, too.  It takes almost an hour for her to get to and from school but she doesn't seem to mind.  Her teacher seems nice enough and they've agreed to give her her medicine at lunch time.  I made her a little necklace to help her teacher remember to give it to her.  She made a new friend and I am grateful that she loves going to school.  It's amazing how the atmosphere at home changes the moment she gets on the bus.  No more fighting, no more tantrums . . . Liam and Beckham both take naps after lunch and this pregnant mama does, too.  I love school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TKVWmslZ-NI/AAAAAAAAAh4/PUDLMFnzTWc/s1600/9-23-10+Kayla%27s+first+day+of+Preschool+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522915740842850514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TKVWmslZ-NI/AAAAAAAAAh4/PUDLMFnzTWc/s400/9-23-10+Kayla%27s+first+day+of+Preschool+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TKVWmUh_1DI/AAAAAAAAAhw/dq36Uf2mf7s/s1600/9-23-10+Kayla%27s+first+day+of+Preschool+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522915734386103346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TKVWmUh_1DI/AAAAAAAAAhw/dq36Uf2mf7s/s400/9-23-10+Kayla%27s+first+day+of+Preschool+(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-9061725007657406559?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/9061725007657406559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=9061725007657406559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/9061725007657406559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/9061725007657406559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-week-of-school.html' title='First Week of School'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TKVWmslZ-NI/AAAAAAAAAh4/PUDLMFnzTWc/s72-c/9-23-10+Kayla%27s+first+day+of+Preschool+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-6076725406871485054</id><published>2010-09-23T21:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T21:31:06.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Months</title><content type='html'>Liam is a 11 months old!  His two bottom teeth are still his only big boy teeth.  His top teeth are so close to coming in you can see them through the gums.  He can drink from his sippie and hold his own bottle although he prefers you do it for him.  He likes his snuggle time.  He often fights Marvin for scraps under the table.  Marvin loves to follow Liam after mealtime for the occasional cherri-o that is stuck to his bum!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TJwn2S_kA-I/AAAAAAAAAho/xPt8QdDPyvA/s1600/9-10-10+Liam+drinking+his+sippie+cup+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520331057014244322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TJwn2S_kA-I/AAAAAAAAAho/xPt8QdDPyvA/s400/9-10-10+Liam+drinking+his+sippie+cup+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just for fun we made him a mohawk . . . I think he might be ready for his first haircut!  He's holding his special monkey.  He loves that thing and can't sleep without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TJwn1JVKOgI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nxpqVnSV7xw/s1600/9-19-10+Mohawk+baby+and+the+family+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520331037240605186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TJwn1JVKOgI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nxpqVnSV7xw/s400/9-19-10+Mohawk+baby+and+the+family+(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TJwn0hgfb2I/AAAAAAAAAhY/oy49116hyzg/s1600/9-19-10+Mohawk+baby+and+the+family+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520331026550714210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TJwn0hgfb2I/AAAAAAAAAhY/oy49116hyzg/s400/9-19-10+Mohawk+baby+and+the+family+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've just recently started letting him play in the rocks in the backyard with Kayla and Becks.  He loves it and he doesn't eat too many of the rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TJwn0NjOboI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/hv5KJs2hNUY/s1600/9-22-10+Liam+is+11+months+old+and+loves+to+play+outside+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520331021193473666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TJwn0NjOboI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/hv5KJs2hNUY/s400/9-22-10+Liam+is+11+months+old+and+loves+to+play+outside+(8).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TJwnzltRwtI/AAAAAAAAAhI/qbQzw2k7ROA/s1600/9-22-10+Liam+is+11+months+old+and+loves+to+play+outside+(15).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520331010498216658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TJwnzltRwtI/AAAAAAAAAhI/qbQzw2k7ROA/s400/9-22-10+Liam+is+11+months+old+and+loves+to+play+outside+(15).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He actually took his first steps a few days ago.  I was holding him in the standing position on the floor when Lonnie got down at his eye level.  Liam thought I was still holding him and took 3 steps into his arms.  Lonnie thought I was trying to show him that Liam could walk but I was just as surprised as he was.  He hasn't done it since but it was pretty cool.&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/1723503958787187334-6076725406871485054?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/6076725406871485054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=6076725406871485054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6076725406871485054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6076725406871485054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/09/11-months.html' title='11 Months'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TJwn2S_kA-I/AAAAAAAAAho/xPt8QdDPyvA/s72-c/9-10-10+Liam+drinking+his+sippie+cup+(3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-8957132698897288588</id><published>2010-09-22T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T20:59:31.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marvin</title><content type='html'>In mid-July we inherited a one year old Boston Terrier named Marvin. We got him from my brother and he's been a pretty good addition to our family. He's potty trained and hasn't chewed up hardly a thing. He even tolerates all the abuse our kids can dish out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TJrQNG2UoQI/AAAAAAAAAhA/-uYhB5fvUrI/s1600/7-17-10+Our+new+dog+Marvin+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519953216891298050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TJrQNG2UoQI/AAAAAAAAAhA/-uYhB5fvUrI/s400/7-17-10+Our+new+dog+Marvin+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TJrQMsjLehI/AAAAAAAAAg4/o12Rm2eFLJQ/s1600/7-17-10+Our+new+dog+Marvin+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519953209831684626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TJrQMsjLehI/AAAAAAAAAg4/o12Rm2eFLJQ/s400/7-17-10+Our+new+dog+Marvin+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-8957132698897288588?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/8957132698897288588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=8957132698897288588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/8957132698897288588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/8957132698897288588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/09/marvin.html' title='Marvin'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TJrQNG2UoQI/AAAAAAAAAhA/-uYhB5fvUrI/s72-c/7-17-10+Our+new+dog+Marvin+(3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-958194336686742387</id><published>2010-09-09T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T09:40:16.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, it's about time to let you all know that I'm expecting baby #4.  It came as quite a shock.  I wanted to say, "How did this happen?!?" but I think I know.  Initially I felt a little sick to my stomach.  Not that we didn't want another McGill around this place . . . I was just hoping for a little more time to enjoy Liam as a baby.  And, I had just gotten up the motivation to really start getting the baby weight off . . . I am due around April 1st (no joke ;)  ).  They will be about 17 months apart.  I'm still slightly terrified at the idea of 4 children not even 5 years apart but I'm trying to have faith that all things happen for a reason and that it will all work out.  We are hoping this one will be a girl . . . a sister for Kayla and most likely our last.  I've been feeling okay.  Very tired and sick to my stomach but manageable.  And, that's my news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-958194336686742387?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/958194336686742387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=958194336686742387' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/958194336686742387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/958194336686742387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/09/news.html' title='News'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-7566338202454473938</id><published>2010-08-27T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T13:43:10.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This adorable little man is 10 months old.  He's got two bottom teeth and the top ones aren't far behind.  He is sweet and calm.  He's also got those adorably pinchable super cheeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/THgjCbaJpSI/AAAAAAAAAgw/2IgGbkXchhg/s1600/DSCF2519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510192668711953698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/THgjCbaJpSI/AAAAAAAAAgw/2IgGbkXchhg/s400/DSCF2519.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/THgjCHP7opI/AAAAAAAAAgo/6HCa9NGBMa4/s1600/DSCF2518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510192663300383378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/THgjCHP7opI/AAAAAAAAAgo/6HCa9NGBMa4/s400/DSCF2518.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/THgjBceDNtI/AAAAAAAAAgg/9rg6y4Suk2g/s1600/DSCF2517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510192651816875730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/THgjBceDNtI/AAAAAAAAAgg/9rg6y4Suk2g/s400/DSCF2517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-7566338202454473938?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/7566338202454473938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=7566338202454473938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7566338202454473938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7566338202454473938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-adorable-little-man-is-10-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/THgjCbaJpSI/AAAAAAAAAgw/2IgGbkXchhg/s72-c/DSCF2519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-3912175240424079296</id><published>2010-08-27T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T13:39:47.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nectarines</title><content type='html'>We have a nectarine tree which produces really yummy fruit. This year the tree had a few problems and some of the fruit wasn't as good so I decided to turn it into pie. YUM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/THgYk4cjmuI/AAAAAAAAAgY/CUp_J5nc1Io/s1600/IMG_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510181165994318562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/THgYk4cjmuI/AAAAAAAAAgY/CUp_J5nc1Io/s400/IMG_0120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-3912175240424079296?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/3912175240424079296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=3912175240424079296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/3912175240424079296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/3912175240424079296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/08/nectarines.html' title='Nectarines'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/THgYk4cjmuI/AAAAAAAAAgY/CUp_J5nc1Io/s72-c/IMG_0120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-2264412500556024564</id><published>2010-08-08T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T19:24:11.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The kids finished up their swimming lessons this week. I was really impressed at how well they both did. Kayla was a brave little fish as always but I thought Beckham would have been more scared. I think he followed McKayla’s lead. I can tell that he has learned not to be so afraid of the water. He is even letting me pour water over his head in the bath now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TF9mAAliMyI/AAAAAAAAAgI/f_I_57cnG0w/s1600/DSCF2499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503229420013499170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TF9mAAliMyI/AAAAAAAAAgI/f_I_57cnG0w/s400/DSCF2499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousins: Josh, Jackson, Beckham and Kayla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TF9l_kHE6KI/AAAAAAAAAgA/25EpmqWY1bY/s1600/DSCF2504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503229412369557666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TF9l_kHE6KI/AAAAAAAAAgA/25EpmqWY1bY/s400/DSCF2504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liam waiting for the big kids to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TF9l--o_kCI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Z8iBITDiqN8/s1600/DSCF2505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503229402311266338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TF9l--o_kCI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Z8iBITDiqN8/s400/DSCF2505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrew waiting for the big kids to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TF9l-BegJPI/AAAAAAAAAfw/bnV2xRk5jxw/s1600/DSCF2507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503229385892701426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TF9l-BegJPI/AAAAAAAAAfw/bnV2xRk5jxw/s400/DSCF2507.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet success . . . we finished!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night we went to the annual Pasco Stake picnic. The kids had a blast. We got Subway for dinner and they loved getting to go on the water slide and bounce houses. One funny thing about Beckham, after finishing dinner he took off his pants to get his swim trunks on. But, he decided to go potty before getting dressed. He nearly peed on the blanket! It was embarrassing and funny because I’m sure people noticed what he did. Oh, well . . . you only get to be 2 once. &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/1723503958787187334-2264412500556024564?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/2264412500556024564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=2264412500556024564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/2264412500556024564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/2264412500556024564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/08/kids-finished-up-their-swimming-lessons.html' title=''/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TF9mAAliMyI/AAAAAAAAAgI/f_I_57cnG0w/s72-c/DSCF2499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-6955393507357902912</id><published>2010-08-03T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T19:09:57.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep Study</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago I took McKayla to Seattle to do another sleep study.  We got there nice and early so that we could do a little shopping at the mall.  Kayla didn't think shopping was a good idea.  So I took her up to the playland for kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFjKSE80scI/AAAAAAAAAfo/WVR6e1qw7Qs/s1600/IMG_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501369356748370370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFjKSE80scI/AAAAAAAAAfo/WVR6e1qw7Qs/s400/IMG_0095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When they do a sleep study they put wires all over her head, chest and legs to monitor depth of sleep, oxygen levels, heart rates, etc.  she ends up looking a little scary!  I never got a picture of all the wires they had to put under her nose but this is pretty close to being ready for bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFjKRynWlsI/AAAAAAAAAfg/lkjXMdN6qhk/s1600/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501369351826478786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFjKRynWlsI/AAAAAAAAAfg/lkjXMdN6qhk/s400/IMG_0104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFjKHYTcANI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/ha6u29KUEYw/s1600/IMG_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501369172964933842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFjKHYTcANI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/ha6u29KUEYw/s400/IMG_0102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the morning she looks crazy because of all the leftover goop in her and on her body.  Thankfully my dad got a hotel down the street so that she could have a bath before making the drive home.  She wasn't thrilled about taking pictures so early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFjKGhZFcWI/AAAAAAAAAfI/R2MWCgqEFaA/s1600/IMG_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501369158224671074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFjKGhZFcWI/AAAAAAAAAfI/R2MWCgqEFaA/s400/IMG_0109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thankfully the study went pretty well.  The equipment wasn't working right at first so we had to change rooms after she fell asleep.  I was irritated but willing to move after saying a few prayers.  I consider it a miracle that she didn't wake up as I picked her up and carried her down the hallway to a fresh room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFjKGe_sKPI/AAAAAAAAAfA/XiPP3BuZWhw/s1600/IMG_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501369157581285618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFjKGe_sKPI/AAAAAAAAAfA/XiPP3BuZWhw/s400/IMG_0114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way home we stopped at Snoqualmie Falls.  It was very pretty.  Kayla loved it as you can see by that ginormous grin of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFjKF3dB1tI/AAAAAAAAAe4/wjksMz7iHdo/s1600/IMG_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501369146966922962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFjKF3dB1tI/AAAAAAAAAe4/wjksMz7iHdo/s400/IMG_0119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-6955393507357902912?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/6955393507357902912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=6955393507357902912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6955393507357902912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6955393507357902912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/08/sleep-study.html' title='Sleep Study'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFjKSE80scI/AAAAAAAAAfo/WVR6e1qw7Qs/s72-c/IMG_0095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-399106880914924039</id><published>2010-08-02T21:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T21:46:19.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His favorite things</title><content type='html'>Liam has learned to crawl and pull up and create mischief.  Some of his favorite things to do include eating computer paper and chasing the vacuum!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFeetseOYqI/AAAAAAAAAew/zq9_lgrtmWA/s1600/7-8-10+Liam+eating+paper+in+the+office+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501039977725584034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFeetseOYqI/AAAAAAAAAew/zq9_lgrtmWA/s400/7-8-10+Liam+eating+paper+in+the+office+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFeetEXpvqI/AAAAAAAAAeo/2idl5f9SMUw/s1600/7-8-10+Liam+loves+the+vacuum+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501039966960598690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFeetEXpvqI/AAAAAAAAAeo/2idl5f9SMUw/s400/7-8-10+Liam+loves+the+vacuum+(6).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFeesvjgYfI/AAAAAAAAAeg/R-mflzFH8QA/s1600/7-8-10+Liam+loves+the+vacuum+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501039961373172210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFeesvjgYfI/AAAAAAAAAeg/R-mflzFH8QA/s400/7-8-10+Liam+loves+the+vacuum+(7).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFeesN3jK2I/AAAAAAAAAeY/AkeQwKx3G2I/s1600/7-8-10+Liam+loves+the+vacuum+(9).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501039952330435426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFeesN3jK2I/AAAAAAAAAeY/AkeQwKx3G2I/s400/7-8-10+Liam+loves+the+vacuum+(9).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-399106880914924039?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/399106880914924039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=399106880914924039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/399106880914924039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/399106880914924039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/08/his-favorite-things.html' title='His favorite things'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFeetseOYqI/AAAAAAAAAew/zq9_lgrtmWA/s72-c/7-8-10+Liam+eating+paper+in+the+office+(4).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-699196291930624958</id><published>2010-08-02T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T21:39:49.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>I love these pics.  Just a summer afternoon in the backyard swimming.  The kids were having fun together . . . no fighting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFedBmehjeI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/SGZGIAJdsvM/s1600/7-7-10+Kids+playing+in+the+kid+pool+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501038120690355682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFedBmehjeI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/SGZGIAJdsvM/s400/7-7-10+Kids+playing+in+the+kid+pool+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kayla-roo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFecytTFayI/AAAAAAAAAeI/rPWrs3IlCxQ/s1600/7-7-10+Kids+playing+in+the+kid+pool+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501037864823384866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFecytTFayI/AAAAAAAAAeI/rPWrs3IlCxQ/s400/7-7-10+Kids+playing+in+the+kid+pool+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Becks about to spit water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFecyG9XnPI/AAAAAAAAAd4/MKMLxodmrew/s1600/7-7-10+Kids+playing+in+the+kid+pool+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501037854531755250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFecyG9XnPI/AAAAAAAAAd4/MKMLxodmrew/s400/7-7-10+Kids+playing+in+the+kid+pool+(7).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sliding backward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFecx4OMB8I/AAAAAAAAAdw/RRrtGnDpDvk/s1600/7-7-10+Kids+playing+in+the+kid+pool+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501037850575767490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFecx4OMB8I/AAAAAAAAAdw/RRrtGnDpDvk/s400/7-7-10+Kids+playing+in+the+kid+pool+(8).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kayla loves to give her cheesy grin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFecxlBWAyI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Gl0taW8pDqg/s1600/7-7-10+Kids+playing+in+the+kid+pool+(9).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501037845421622050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFecxlBWAyI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Gl0taW8pDqg/s400/7-7-10+Kids+playing+in+the+kid+pool+(9).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-699196291930624958?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/699196291930624958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=699196291930624958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/699196291930624958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/699196291930624958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFedBmehjeI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/SGZGIAJdsvM/s72-c/7-7-10+Kids+playing+in+the+kid+pool+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-2910159775427774674</id><published>2010-08-02T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T21:32:44.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My parent's mission call</title><content type='html'>So, these aren't the greatest pictures but they are still fun. On July 2nd my parents got their long awaited mission call and were shocked to find out that they are going to Moscow, Russia. We've been doing Russian lessons when they are in town . . . which isn't very often these days! They enter the MTC on Oct. 25 and leave for Russia a few DAYS later. They are supposed to learn the language at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFebijNNfTI/AAAAAAAAAdg/1250a5cigyQ/s1600/7-2-10+Mom+and+Dad+open+their+mission+call+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501036487724858674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFebijNNfTI/AAAAAAAAAdg/1250a5cigyQ/s400/7-2-10+Mom+and+Dad+open+their+mission+call+(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom was dying while dad slowly opened the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFebiJ2JA-I/AAAAAAAAAdY/2y9Q0hOoAUc/s1600/7-2-10+Mom+and+Dad+open+their+mission+call+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501036480917210082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFebiJ2JA-I/AAAAAAAAAdY/2y9Q0hOoAUc/s400/7-2-10+Mom+and+Dad+open+their+mission+call+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Congratulations and shock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFebhqonZeI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/2OXH0jTyuNs/s1600/7-2-10+Mom+and+Dad+open+their+mission+call+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501036472538981858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFebhqonZeI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/2OXH0jTyuNs/s400/7-2-10+Mom+and+Dad+open+their+mission+call+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spreading the news.&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/1723503958787187334-2910159775427774674?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/2910159775427774674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=2910159775427774674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/2910159775427774674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/2910159775427774674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-parents-mission-call.html' title='My parent&apos;s mission call'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFebijNNfTI/AAAAAAAAAdg/1250a5cigyQ/s72-c/7-2-10+Mom+and+Dad+open+their+mission+call+(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-6359639248965757741</id><published>2010-08-01T20:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T14:40:14.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Pics from June . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my feeble attempt at getting into my blog again. Here are some of my favorite pics from June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFc4_OswcvI/AAAAAAAAAdI/VIbU0k0w0g0/s1600/6-22-10+Liam+9+mo+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500928128785085170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFc4_OswcvI/AAAAAAAAAdI/VIbU0k0w0g0/s400/6-22-10+Liam+9+mo+(7).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 6-23-10 Liam . . . fat and happy about his strategic towel placement. 8 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFc4-woYg2I/AAAAAAAAAdA/TGzy9Ca_7EQ/s1600/6-18-10+Liam,+Beckham+and+Kayla+(11).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500928120713675618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFc4-woYg2I/AAAAAAAAAdA/TGzy9Ca_7EQ/s400/6-18-10+Liam,+Beckham+and+Kayla+(11).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 6-18-10 3 McGills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFc4-U0c4BI/AAAAAAAAAc4/cN5Zw4jBfeY/s1600/6-12-10+Liam+and+Becks+playing+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500928113248100370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFc4-U0c4BI/AAAAAAAAAc4/cN5Zw4jBfeY/s400/6-12-10+Liam+and+Becks+playing+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 6-12-10 Best Buds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFc49wbTUFI/AAAAAAAAAcw/rcFeqXG0mOw/s1600/6-12-10+Liam+and+Becks+playing+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500928103478939730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFc49wbTUFI/AAAAAAAAAcw/rcFeqXG0mOw/s400/6-12-10+Liam+and+Becks+playing+(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 6-12-10 Playing the piano together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFc49U3EydI/AAAAAAAAAco/ew96WL3Z_1Y/s1600/6-7-10+Liam+caught+under+a+shopping+cart+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500928096079235538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFc49U3EydI/AAAAAAAAAco/ew96WL3Z_1Y/s400/6-7-10+Liam+caught+under+a+shopping+cart+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 6-2-10 Help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFY-vJbjjZI/AAAAAAAAAbo/AtkmP9Iv4fQ/s1600/6-8-10+Crazy+Beckham.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFY-vJbjjZI/AAAAAAAAAbo/AtkmP9Iv4fQ/s320/6-8-10+Crazy+Beckham.JPG" bx="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;6-8-10 Crazy Becks . . . I'm not sure he really wants to swim in his hat, Kayla's strawberry shortcake shoes and bearman in tote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: auto; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFY9tCcOGwI/AAAAAAAAAbg/f0rXTiOkDDU/s1600/6-8-10+Kayla+ready+to+swim+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-6359639248965757741?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/6359639248965757741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=6359639248965757741' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6359639248965757741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6359639248965757741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/08/favorite-pics-from-june.html' title='Favorite Pics from June . . .'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TFc4_OswcvI/AAAAAAAAAdI/VIbU0k0w0g0/s72-c/6-22-10+Liam+9+mo+(7).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-1039071316227153275</id><published>2010-07-05T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T21:28:02.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Put Your Thumbs Up If It's Your Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TDKwS6xKA7I/AAAAAAAAAao/Hi5KjuQmHBc/s1600/baby+plus+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490644734777623474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TDKwS6xKA7I/AAAAAAAAAao/Hi5KjuQmHBc/s400/baby+plus+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-1039071316227153275?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/1039071316227153275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=1039071316227153275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1039071316227153275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1039071316227153275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/07/put-your-thumbs-up-if-its-your-birthday.html' title='Put Your Thumbs Up If It&apos;s Your Birthday!!'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/TDKwS6xKA7I/AAAAAAAAAao/Hi5KjuQmHBc/s72-c/baby+plus+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-9154056394737212007</id><published>2010-05-18T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T07:56:27.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>Last Friday I promised Beckham that we could get ice cream after dinner if he took a really good nap. He was very excited about that. His only concern about getting ice cream was that we needed to call Uncle Kjetil and let him know that he needed to get some, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S_Kp6CLQ8hI/AAAAAAAAAag/LV2ie0gFTq8/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472623311690199570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S_Kp6CLQ8hI/AAAAAAAAAag/LV2ie0gFTq8/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Liam's mustache&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S_Kp5dnUNXI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/6dxK-_M9m1E/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472623301875742066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S_Kp5dnUNXI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/6dxK-_M9m1E/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now this is the life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-9154056394737212007?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/9154056394737212007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=9154056394737212007' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/9154056394737212007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/9154056394737212007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/05/ice-cream.html' title='Ice Cream'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S_Kp6CLQ8hI/AAAAAAAAAag/LV2ie0gFTq8/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-5658720548028600511</id><published>2010-04-27T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T14:33:41.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnic in the park</title><content type='html'>A picnic in the park in CA.  The kids had a blast with their cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dXuuaNaMI/AAAAAAAAAaI/BI3rNgCjYII/s1600/3-29-10+Playing+in+the+sand+(10).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464933133080946882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dXuuaNaMI/AAAAAAAAAaI/BI3rNgCjYII/s400/3-29-10+Playing+in+the+sand+(10).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Liam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dXuKWDhpI/AAAAAAAAAaA/M6CxYuIB34c/s1600/3-29-10+Playing+in+the+sand+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464933123399845522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dXuKWDhpI/AAAAAAAAAaA/M6CxYuIB34c/s400/3-29-10+Playing+in+the+sand+(8).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Becks (He was doing the moonwalk in case you're wondering!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dXtWxTngI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3sPKKhtK0jM/s1600/3-29-10+Playing+in+the+sand+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464933109555502594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dXtWxTngI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3sPKKhtK0jM/s400/3-29-10+Playing+in+the+sand+(7).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Aurora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dXs1nZnuI/AAAAAAAAAZw/XuFCoi6Mv7Q/s1600/3-29-10+Playing+in+the+sand+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464933100655582946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dXs1nZnuI/AAAAAAAAAZw/XuFCoi6Mv7Q/s400/3-29-10+Playing+in+the+sand+(5).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kayla Sue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dXsKm1BDI/AAAAAAAAAZo/VSH3oxMrX30/s1600/3-29-10+Playing+in+the+sand+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464933089110459442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dXsKm1BDI/AAAAAAAAAZo/VSH3oxMrX30/s400/3-29-10+Playing+in+the+sand+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brett - the master architect&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/1723503958787187334-5658720548028600511?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/5658720548028600511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=5658720548028600511' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5658720548028600511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5658720548028600511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/04/picnic-in-park.html' title='Picnic in the park'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dXuuaNaMI/AAAAAAAAAaI/BI3rNgCjYII/s72-c/3-29-10+Playing+in+the+sand+(10).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-2099484895827770570</id><published>2010-04-27T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T14:29:17.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sac Zoo</title><content type='html'>We took a quick trip to CA to visit family.  One Saturday we went to the zoo with Grandpa McGill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dW1Bn6q7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/aoMYAnt9Vxc/s1600/3-27-10+Sac+Zoo+with+Grpa+McGill+(15).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464932141806300082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dW1Bn6q7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/aoMYAnt9Vxc/s400/3-27-10+Sac+Zoo+with+Grpa+McGill+(15).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kayla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dW0bxH17I/AAAAAAAAAZY/_Yr7RA_AT3E/s1600/3-27-10+Sac+Zoo+with+Grpa+McGill+(9).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464932131644364722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dW0bxH17I/AAAAAAAAAZY/_Yr7RA_AT3E/s400/3-27-10+Sac+Zoo+with+Grpa+McGill+(9).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Becks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dWzohiuPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fDULmVGBGzE/s1600/3-27-10+Sac+Zoo+with+Grpa+McGill+(19).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464932117888809202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dWzohiuPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fDULmVGBGzE/s400/3-27-10+Sac+Zoo+with+Grpa+McGill+(19).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa with Liam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dWzJm-g8I/AAAAAAAAAZI/J1NCkZhi3WE/s1600/3-27-10+Sac+Zoo+with+Grpa+McGill+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464932109590102978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dWzJm-g8I/AAAAAAAAAZI/J1NCkZhi3WE/s400/3-27-10+Sac+Zoo+with+Grpa+McGill+(6).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute Baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dWyYLZRBI/AAAAAAAAAZA/fLPQ9alCniE/s1600/3-27-10+Sac+Zoo+with+Grpa+McGill+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464932096321078290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dWyYLZRBI/AAAAAAAAAZA/fLPQ9alCniE/s400/3-27-10+Sac+Zoo+with+Grpa+McGill+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; McGill Family&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/1723503958787187334-2099484895827770570?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/2099484895827770570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=2099484895827770570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/2099484895827770570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/2099484895827770570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/04/sac-zoo.html' title='Sac Zoo'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dW1Bn6q7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/aoMYAnt9Vxc/s72-c/3-27-10+Sac+Zoo+with+Grpa+McGill+(15).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-6323644921679186960</id><published>2010-04-27T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T14:25:29.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Benjamin Surprises Mom</title><content type='html'>Benjamin had a job interview here in the TC but didn't tell my parents about it.  This is my mom being totally stunned with shock to see her oldest son on her doorstep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dWBlFAIVI/AAAAAAAAAY4/AwNa-U2JFmc/s1600/3-10-10+Benjamin+Surprises+Mom+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464931257970336082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dWBlFAIVI/AAAAAAAAAY4/AwNa-U2JFmc/s400/3-10-10+Benjamin+Surprises+Mom+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dWAmx_PCI/AAAAAAAAAYw/M3jRNnSuCBg/s1600/3-10-10+Benjamin+Surprises+Mom+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464931241247587362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dWAmx_PCI/AAAAAAAAAYw/M3jRNnSuCBg/s400/3-10-10+Benjamin+Surprises+Mom+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dWAAfTTAI/AAAAAAAAAYo/5AqPk3BCFsw/s1600/3-10-10+Benjamin+Surprises+Mom+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464931230968663042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dWAAfTTAI/AAAAAAAAAYo/5AqPk3BCFsw/s400/3-10-10+Benjamin+Surprises+Mom+(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-6323644921679186960?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/6323644921679186960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=6323644921679186960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6323644921679186960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6323644921679186960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/04/benjamin-surprises-mom.html' title='Benjamin Surprises Mom'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dWBlFAIVI/AAAAAAAAAY4/AwNa-U2JFmc/s72-c/3-10-10+Benjamin+Surprises+Mom+(3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-6696557955601298074</id><published>2010-04-27T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T14:22:54.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cream at Grandma's</title><content type='html'>A few nights ago my grandma planned an ice cream night for all the relatives in the area.  I'd say by the faces of these kids (including my dad) that it was a success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dVALp8KCI/AAAAAAAAAYg/cPEmsiDnDpc/s1600/4-22-10+Ice+Cream+at+Grandma%27s+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464930134454446114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dVALp8KCI/AAAAAAAAAYg/cPEmsiDnDpc/s400/4-22-10+Ice+Cream+at+Grandma%27s+(8).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dU_YXRl3I/AAAAAAAAAYY/Ei3WgEYQffA/s1600/4-22-10+Ice+Cream+at+Grandma%27s+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464930120685950834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dU_YXRl3I/AAAAAAAAAYY/Ei3WgEYQffA/s400/4-22-10+Ice+Cream+at+Grandma%27s+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joshy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dUkn1SRSI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/kIqBmjfGwVw/s1600/4-22-10+Ice+Cream+at+Grandma%27s+(20).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464929660981888290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dUkn1SRSI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/kIqBmjfGwVw/s400/4-22-10+Ice+Cream+at+Grandma%27s+(20).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kayla-roo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dUkDdvMpI/AAAAAAAAAYI/AolzDKfkbxw/s1600/4-22-10+Ice+Cream+at+Grandma%27s+(17).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464929651219444370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dUkDdvMpI/AAAAAAAAAYI/AolzDKfkbxw/s400/4-22-10+Ice+Cream+at+Grandma%27s+(17).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh's dinosaur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dUjPasPII/AAAAAAAAAYA/weeAbuMwyJw/s1600/4-22-10+Ice+Cream+at+Grandma%27s+(15).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464929637248023682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dUjPasPII/AAAAAAAAAYA/weeAbuMwyJw/s400/4-22-10+Ice+Cream+at+Grandma%27s+(15).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad's deluxe sundae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dUiuA5apI/AAAAAAAAAX4/I9opUGa46oY/s1600/4-22-10+Ice+Cream+at+Grandma%27s+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464929628281465490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dUiuA5apI/AAAAAAAAAX4/I9opUGa46oY/s400/4-22-10+Ice+Cream+at+Grandma%27s+(7).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beckham (imagine crazy laughter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dUh8xilGI/AAAAAAAAAXw/qCcXpY3P_IQ/s1600/4-22-10+Ice+Cream+at+Grandma%27s+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464929615063716962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dUh8xilGI/AAAAAAAAAXw/qCcXpY3P_IQ/s400/4-22-10+Ice+Cream+at+Grandma%27s+(6).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom &amp;amp; Liam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-6696557955601298074?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/6696557955601298074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=6696557955601298074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6696557955601298074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6696557955601298074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/04/ice-cream-at-grandmas.html' title='Ice Cream at Grandma&apos;s'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dVALp8KCI/AAAAAAAAAYg/cPEmsiDnDpc/s72-c/4-22-10+Ice+Cream+at+Grandma%27s+(8).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-7381354037876057476</id><published>2010-04-27T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T14:15:07.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayla's 4th Birthday</title><content type='html'>Kayla was so excited for her birthday.  She could hardly handle the anxiety!  She helped make her cake and went to sleep that night singing "Happy Birthday" to herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dTJecBUbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/UCWd1YSbXUg/s1600/4-15-10+Kayla%27s+4th+Birthday+(21).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464928095091904946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dTJecBUbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/UCWd1YSbXUg/s400/4-15-10+Kayla%27s+4th+Birthday+(21).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mickey Mouse Cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dS6yZqutI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ZTxg8FB3QNk/s1600/4-15-10+Kayla%27s+4th+Birthday+(17).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464927842752707282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dS6yZqutI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ZTxg8FB3QNk/s400/4-15-10+Kayla%27s+4th+Birthday+(17).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Liam wearing Kayla's new princess earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dS5w4UUSI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8_PvFVGoDPw/s1600/4-15-10+Kayla%27s+4th+Birthday+(13).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464927825164521762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dS5w4UUSI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8_PvFVGoDPw/s400/4-15-10+Kayla%27s+4th+Birthday+(13).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pure joy with Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dS5VniVBI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DOdDnWxc1Sw/s1600/4-15-10+Kayla%27s+4th+Birthday+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464927817846379538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dS5VniVBI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DOdDnWxc1Sw/s400/4-15-10+Kayla%27s+4th+Birthday+(6).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beckham happy that the party finally started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dS4z-PwXI/AAAAAAAAAXI/k5xjn_VKbHs/s1600/4-15-10+Kayla%27s+4th+Birthday+(9).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464927808814825842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dS4z-PwXI/AAAAAAAAAXI/k5xjn_VKbHs/s400/4-15-10+Kayla%27s+4th+Birthday+(9).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My parents and Liam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dS4o6bR_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/9jXXEiY8_y0/s1600/4-15-10+Kayla%27s+4th+Birthday+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464927805846013938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dS4o6bR_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/9jXXEiY8_y0/s400/4-15-10+Kayla%27s+4th+Birthday+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kayla licking the beaters after mixing her cake.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-7381354037876057476?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/7381354037876057476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=7381354037876057476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7381354037876057476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7381354037876057476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/04/kaylas-4th-birthday.html' title='Kayla&apos;s 4th Birthday'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/S9dTJecBUbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/UCWd1YSbXUg/s72-c/4-15-10+Kayla%27s+4th+Birthday+(21).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-465192945974870545</id><published>2010-02-09T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T14:36:03.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Thee An Ark</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was having one of those mornings when my children were driving me insane.  It left me wondering why I decided to become a mom. Ever have one of those days?  I laid down for a short nap and then got up to read my scriptures. I read this talk I got in Sunday School and it changed my attitude for the day. Just thought I'd share in case anyone else needed a reminder and a pick me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W. Don Ladd, “‘Make Thee an Ark’,” Ensign, Nov 1994, 28&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There are … so many kinds of voices in the world,” said the Apostle Paul to the Corinthians two thousand years ago (1 Cor. 14:10). They seemed to be troubled by the same conflicting messages we hear today, and it can be frightening when you consider how fragile and fickle the fabric of our society really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have always been strident sounds and discordant voices, and our day is no exception. Every day in the newspapers, over television, in movies and magazines, we are bombarded with violence and immorality clothed in the enticing voices of permissiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His sermon on the mount, the Master admonished, “Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof” (Matt. 6:34).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sufficient, indeed, is the evil thereof unto this day in which we live. There seems to be a rising tide of evil, a flood of iniquity spreading throughout the world. Crime and violence are increasing at an alarming rate. Fear openly stalks our streets and invades our homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been said that you can tell the ideals of a nation by its advertisements, and many of the ones I see do not speak well of us. Someone said there was a time when movies were rated on how good they were, not on who was allowed to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the Book of Mormon, the devil “seeketh that all men might be miserable like unto himself” (2 Ne. 2:27). The evidence of his handiwork is certainly about us. Elder Richard L. Evans once said, “If we don’t change direction, we will arrive at where we are going” (Richard Evans’ Quote Book, Salt Lake City: Publishers Press, 1971, p. 244).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not in idleness that our prophets admonish again and again to strengthen ourselves and our families—to hold family home evenings, to read and study the scriptures, to have daily personal and family prayers, and, to quote our prophet, Howard W. Hunter, to “treat each other with more kindness, more courtesy, more humility and patience and forgiveness” (Ensign, July 1994, p. 4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The immoral influences of the world are especially destructive to children. But our children, like ourselves, aren’t going to live in a vacuum. They never have and they never will. In all their growing and developing, we can do much to help them, to protect them, and to guide them. But we cannot isolate them from the influences of their own time and generation. There will be times when other voices are in their ears, when other hands are on their shoulders, and when they are away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would do well, then, while ours is still the strongest influence in their lives, to give them a sure set of standards and a firm foundation of safe and sound principles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord said to Noah, “Make thee an ark” and “with thee will I establish my covenant” (Gen. 6:14, 18).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And Noah did according unto all that the Lord commanded him. …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And Noah only remained alive, and they that were with him in the ark” (Gen. 7:5, 23).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all need to build a personal ark, to fortify ourselves against this rising tide of evil, to protect ourselves and our families against the floodwaters of iniquity around us. And we shouldn’t wait until it starts raining, but prepare in advance. This has been the message of all the prophets in this dispensation, including President Hunter, as well as the prophets of old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately we don’t always heed the clear warnings of our prophets. We coast complacently along until calamity strikes, and then we panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it starts raining, it is too late to begin building the ark. However, we do need to listen to the Lord’s spokesmen. We need to calmly continue to move ahead and to prepare for what will surely come. We need not panic or fear, for if we are prepared, spiritually and temporally, we and our families will survive any flood. Our arks will float on a sea of faith if our works have been steadily and surely preparing for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key is to accept the invitation of our prophet, whom we sustained this morning, “to live with ever more attention to the life and example of the Lord Jesus Christ, especially the love and hope and compassion He displayed” (Ensign, July 1994, p. 4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing we can do—young or old—is develop a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. If we do, we will always be comfortable with ourselves. Any questions of self-esteem and self-worth will diminish, and we will have a quiet confidence that will see us through any trial. And the Savior’s promise to us is “Fear not, little children, for you are mine, and I have overcome the world” (D&amp;amp;C 50:41).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the anxiety or fear or frustration, we have only to remember the Lord’s comforting words to the Prophet Joseph Smith in the Liberty Jail: “My son, peace be unto thy soul” (D&amp;amp;C 121:7). To each of us, He will always be there to say, “My son, my daughter, my child, peace be unto thy soul.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in return we should pledge, as did the poet George Herbert:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sev’n whole dayes, not one in seven,&lt;br /&gt;I will praise thee. …&lt;br /&gt;Ev’n eternitie is too short&lt;br /&gt;To extoll thee.&lt;br /&gt;(“Praise [II],” The Works of George Herbert, ed. F. D. Hutchinson, Oxford: Oxford University Press, 1971, p. 146)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brothers and sisters, I bear you my witness that Jesus is the Christ, that He indeed overcame the world through His atonement, and that He will always be there to comfort us if we will follow His example and do the will of the Father. And I do so in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-465192945974870545?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/465192945974870545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=465192945974870545' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/465192945974870545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/465192945974870545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2010/02/make-thee-ark.html' title='Make Thee An Ark'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-5145865673278145972</id><published>2009-12-21T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T21:46:08.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBbnK35LrI/AAAAAAAAAW4/grRDZvQsTuY/s1600-h/10-22-09+Liam+with+my+parents.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417931080218521266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBbnK35LrI/AAAAAAAAAW4/grRDZvQsTuY/s400/10-22-09+Liam+with+my+parents.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 10-22-09 My mom and dad with Liam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBbmi0d3gI/AAAAAAAAAWw/YQGKav0-2IY/s1600-h/10-23-09+Liam+in+his+carseat+ready+to+go+home+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417931069466729986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBbmi0d3gI/AAAAAAAAAWw/YQGKav0-2IY/s400/10-23-09+Liam+in+his+carseat+ready+to+go+home+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 10-23-09 All ready to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBbmBZMW-I/AAAAAAAAAWo/BgJPngw_O88/s1600-h/10-27-09+Liam%27s+first+bath+in+the+sink.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417931060493966306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBbmBZMW-I/AAAAAAAAAWo/BgJPngw_O88/s400/10-27-09+Liam%27s+first+bath+in+the+sink.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 10-27-09 Liam's first bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBblhB_F5I/AAAAAAAAAWg/xheC10GvZJU/s1600-h/10-29-09+Kayla+nursing+her+lamb+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417931051806693266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBblhB_F5I/AAAAAAAAAWg/xheC10GvZJU/s400/10-29-09+Kayla+nursing+her+lamb+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 10-29-09 McKayla nursing her lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBblCAKgNI/AAAAAAAAAWY/BR1Z2GydNQs/s1600-h/10-30-09+At+the+party+with+grma+and+grpa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417931043477553362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBblCAKgNI/AAAAAAAAAWY/BR1Z2GydNQs/s400/10-30-09+At+the+party+with+grma+and+grpa.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10-30-09 Halloween party with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBPw_zzYBI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/ZrN9WAXA7Ys/s1600-h/10-30-09+Beckham+the+garden+gnome+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417918054907731986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBPw_zzYBI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/ZrN9WAXA7Ys/s400/10-30-09+Beckham+the+garden+gnome+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 10-30-09 Beckham the garden gnome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBPwVT_EVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/7T8qok1KUAo/s1600-h/10-30-09+Kayla+the+butterfly+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417918043499991378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBPwVT_EVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/7T8qok1KUAo/s400/10-30-09+Kayla+the+butterfly+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 10-30-09 Kayla the butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBPv83N_kI/AAAAAAAAAWA/sfSppkKFqyY/s1600-h/10-30-09+Liam+dressed+for+a+halloween+party+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417918036936883778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBPv83N_kI/AAAAAAAAAWA/sfSppkKFqyY/s400/10-30-09+Liam+dressed+for+a+halloween+party+(5).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 10-30-09 Liam's adorable booties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBPveNJjcI/AAAAAAAAAV4/UoCtm5GVGTo/s1600-h/10-30-09+Liam+dressed+for+a+halloween+party+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417918028707368386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBPveNJjcI/AAAAAAAAAV4/UoCtm5GVGTo/s400/10-30-09+Liam+dressed+for+a+halloween+party+(6).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10-30-09 awww, cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBPuxy9TvI/AAAAAAAAAVw/4dSazfdZ1Rg/s1600-h/11-6-09+Beckham+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417918016786353906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBPuxy9TvI/AAAAAAAAAVw/4dSazfdZ1Rg/s400/11-6-09+Beckham+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 11-6-09 I love this picture of Beckham!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBOOwZmjkI/AAAAAAAAAVo/U1Z92NAvl_8/s1600-h/11-6-09+So+cute.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417916367144128066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBOOwZmjkI/AAAAAAAAAVo/U1Z92NAvl_8/s400/11-6-09+So+cute.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 11-6-09 His shirt says, "My dad is my hero"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBOOTvSjUI/AAAAAAAAAVg/nhcPuwD3ztw/s1600-h/11-15-09+Family+picture+after+church+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417916359450463554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBOOTvSjUI/AAAAAAAAAVg/nhcPuwD3ztw/s400/11-15-09+Family+picture+after+church+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 11-15-09 Family photo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBON7IoynI/AAAAAAAAAVY/26gcpdzHsu8/s1600-h/11-22-09+Guess+who%27s+one+month+old!+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417916352845892210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBON7IoynI/AAAAAAAAAVY/26gcpdzHsu8/s400/11-22-09+Guess+who%27s+one+month+old!+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11-22-09 1 month old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBONUlOujI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/FwtbB5RNu90/s1600-h/12-7-09+Liam+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417916342496836146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBONUlOujI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/FwtbB5RNu90/s400/12-7-09+Liam+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12-7-09 Liam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBOMwV2R8I/AAAAAAAAAVI/vPKgX9eb3lA/s1600-h/12-2-09+Kayla,+Liam+and+Beckham+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417916332768643010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBOMwV2R8I/AAAAAAAAAVI/vPKgX9eb3lA/s400/12-2-09+Kayla,+Liam+and+Beckham+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 12-2-09 The kids&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/1723503958787187334-5145865673278145972?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/5145865673278145972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=5145865673278145972' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5145865673278145972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5145865673278145972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/12/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SzBbnK35LrI/AAAAAAAAAW4/grRDZvQsTuY/s72-c/10-22-09+Liam+with+my+parents.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-3493272373427543391</id><published>2009-12-20T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T20:48:27.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Has it really been 2 months? (warning . . . very long post)</title><content type='html'>Sunday, December 13, 2009&lt;br /&gt; Well, the entire month of November came and went without a moment of time to write. How do I sum up the last 7 and half weeks since Liam joined our family?  Blessed seems to be a good word.  For the first two weeks after he was born my mom came over every morning to help me feed and clothe the kids, get a shower for myself and keep up with laundry and other household duties.  Liam has been a great nurser and sleeper from the get go.  There have only been a few truly sleepless nights . . . &lt;br /&gt; I got interrupted by a phone call and it is now Sunday, December 20th!  Anyway, Liam is a great addition to our family.  My mom thinks he observed our family from heaven and knew exactly what he needed to do to survive here!  Liam seems to be very responsive to interaction.  He smiled for the first time right around a month old while I stroked his chin.  He sucks on his tongue the way that I did when I was a baby.  He basically sleeps through the night with one major feeding around 4am.  I just started him on formula.  I give him two bottles a day and that has been wonderful.  It gives me just a little bit of freedom to leave the house for longer than an hour!  He is a super chunk.  He has big chubby cheeks and has nearly doubled his birth weight.  He’s wearing 3-6mo clothes and will be wearing size three diapers very soon.  &lt;br /&gt; Everyone was worried about how Kayla would handle having a new baby, but she’s handled it very well.  She has been very helpful and loves to hold Liam.  She didn’t throw any tantrums when daddy started putting her to bed instead of mommy.  She has also started staying in her room all night long until I come to get her at 7.  That is a major accomplishment for her since she generally wakes up every morning at 4:30.  She lays in bed listening to her glow worm and reading books in the glow of her nightlight.  She looks forward to quiet time everyday and loves to do ABC time on the computer.  She has been attending speech preschool and her language skills are definitely improving.  I love to hear her say new things.  She just got her hair cut to her shoulders and looks very cute.  In January she’ll be going to Children’s Hospital in Seattle to have an EEG, MRI and sleep study.  She’s actually been seizure free for several months but I’m curious to see if the doctors are able to discover what the cause of her seizures is.&lt;br /&gt; I think Beckham has the hardest time adjusting to baby.  For the first 3 or 4 weeks he was terrified to sleep in his own bed.  He was afraid that I would leave.  I started having to rock him and sing to him before bed and naps.  Thankfully he’s bounced back and goes to sleep on his own after a few songs.  I think he still gets nervous about his place in the family.  When Lonnie’s home Beckham is very territorial.  He doesn’t want Lonnie to hold Liam or Kayla.  Overall, Beckham is very kind to Liam.  He gives him kisses and is atentative to him.  I think they will become good friends once Liam starts to play a bit more.  Beckham just turned two on the 18th.  We had a birthday party for him last night at my parent’s house.  He has fallen in love with Toy Story and received lots of fun gifts . . . Buzz and Woody galore.  He has definitely hit the terrible twos.  He’s started hitting and setting Kayla up to get in trouble.  He’s also a bit of a practical jokester and speaks very well for his age.&lt;br /&gt; Lonnie has been working a lot at the factory.  He’s the assistant manager of his department and has gotten a few raises.  We just bought a “new” van and his school loans will start soon so we are very grateful for the raises.  He’s been working a lot of overtime which is good and bad.  It’s hard when he doesn’t come home on time at night.  Dinner until bedtime is hard for me because the kids seem to go crazy.  Lonnie has been very helpful with the kids and has handled my mood swings pretty well.  He is wonderful daddy and husband.  We are all lucky to have him.&lt;br /&gt; I’ve had my ups and downs.  I’m so tired all the time and can’t seem to get everything done no matter how hard I try.  I’ve been having major pain in my right arm and shoulder.  I’ve had several sleepless nights from that problem.  That’s frustrating.  Thankfully I start physical therapy this week.  It’s hard to imagine that there is more to life than laundry and poopy diapers.  It’s like the light at the end of the tunnel . . . it’s just a really long tunnel right now.  &lt;br /&gt;        I have been horrible about keeping in touch with friends . . . Sorry . . . I'll try to be better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-3493272373427543391?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/3493272373427543391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=3493272373427543391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/3493272373427543391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/3493272373427543391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/12/has-it-really-been-2-months-warning.html' title='Has it really been 2 months? (warning . . . very long post)'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-7919241066516773479</id><published>2009-11-01T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T19:42:06.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor and Delivery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the 3rd time I've been on the internet since Liam was born on the 22nd. Sorry for the delay in info and cute pics. Here's the low-down on the whole labor and delivery. Wednesday the 21st my mom and I took a super power walk. My whole body was sore when I got home. Around 12:30 in the morning on the 22nd I woke up and started timing contractions. They were very mild but they were happening every 4 minutes. After about 4o minutes and several prayers, I decided to wake Lonnie and call my mom. We got to the hospital around 2am. I told my nurse I was a little nervous that I was jumping the gun but I didn't want to have the baby in my living room! I was dilated to a 2 and she reassured me that I had made a good choice to come in because I was definitely in labor. Well, unfortunately my labor stopped around 5:30am . . . completely! After the waiting for it to pick back up on its own and getting a new morning nurse they finally put me on pit around 8:30. My nurse was new and was worried that there were problems with the umbilical cord so they upped the pit very, very slowly. At noon I was only at a 3. Ugh! I was feeling so frustrated because I had expected Liam to be born by noon. At this point, they decided to give me the epidural. I was really shaky because I hadn't eaten anything and my blood sugar was low. I kept telling the nurse I felt like I was going to fall of the bed while the anesthesiologist was getting started but she didn't come to me and brace my shoulders. The epidural sent shooting pain down my back and leg. I started sobbing and finally the nurse came to me. The anesthesiologist tried again . . . more shooting pain followed by my right leg flopping around like a fish. Excruciating. I was so glad that Lonnie wasn't in the room because it was so painful and I was crying so hard. Around 1:30pm my doctor came to check on me. He wasn't pleased with my progress and decided to increase the pit a little more. Then he said he'd be back after his office hours . . . around 5:30. I almost had a panic attack because that meant he didn't think Liam would be born for another 4 hours. I was trying so hard to keep myself in control. Luckily my contractions did eventually pick up and by 5:30 I was ready to push but the doctor wasn't there! The nurses kept telling me to hold on but after nearly 18 hours I didn't want to hold on. I wanted him out!!! Thankfully my doctor got there by a quarter till and Liam was born at 6:03pm after 3 massive pushes. He was 7lbs 12oz and 20 inches long. He is a great nurser and sleeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Su5k48j16KI/AAAAAAAAAVA/XaHa26XDhL8/s1600-h/176.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399363932755716258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Su5k48j16KI/AAAAAAAAAVA/XaHa26XDhL8/s400/176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Just barely born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Su5k4riZHLI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ejqq_0YWgA4/s1600-h/178.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399363928186231986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Su5k4riZHLI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ejqq_0YWgA4/s400/178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Kayla meets her new baby brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Su5k4AgAlBI/AAAAAAAAAUw/X8vYz4Pipc8/s1600-h/181.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399363916633510930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Su5k4AgAlBI/AAAAAAAAAUw/X8vYz4Pipc8/s400/181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Beckham wasn't too concerned about having a new baby . . . he just wanted my fruit cup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Su5ke2pr7TI/AAAAAAAAAUo/4JezgxyT8B4/s1600-h/184.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399363484493016370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Su5ke2pr7TI/AAAAAAAAAUo/4JezgxyT8B4/s400/184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Officially a family of 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Su5keuCsz5I/AAAAAAAAAUg/uY0dfQ4HJFU/s1600-h/186.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399363482182012818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Su5keuCsz5I/AAAAAAAAAUg/uY0dfQ4HJFU/s400/186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My parents holding Liam . . . their 6th grandbaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Su5keHQEYlI/AAAAAAAAAUY/sREUxM2Mf5U/s1600-h/190.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399363471769100882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Su5keHQEYlI/AAAAAAAAAUY/sREUxM2Mf5U/s400/190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Liam and his new monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Su5kd3mm2QI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ElO3tvGXsDE/s1600-h/193.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399363467568666882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Su5kd3mm2QI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ElO3tvGXsDE/s400/193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Dressed and ready to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Su5kdsAjWKI/AAAAAAAAAUI/2O055wK8GqQ/s1600-h/195.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399363464456263842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Su5kdsAjWKI/AAAAAAAAAUI/2O055wK8GqQ/s400/195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Cute baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-7919241066516773479?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/7919241066516773479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=7919241066516773479' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7919241066516773479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7919241066516773479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/11/labor-and-delivery.html' title='Labor and Delivery'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Su5k48j16KI/AAAAAAAAAVA/XaHa26XDhL8/s72-c/176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-3925708153058169207</id><published>2009-10-17T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T13:02:12.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://rlv.zcache.com/oh_boy_its_a_boy_baby_cards-p137360350668938972vrae_325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://rlv.zcache.com/oh_boy_its_a_boy_baby_cards-p137360350668938972vrae_325.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have to say that the last week or so of pregnancy is not my favorite. As most of you know, I'm the type of person who likes everything nicely organized. I like to plan things in advance and schedule them in so I know exactly what to expect. Well, unless you are getting induced or a C-section you can't really pencil in when you are going to go into labor and have your baby. It makes me just a little batty waiting for this little guy to arrive. I had an appointment yesterday and I thought for sure I'd already started dilating. The doctor told me that if I wanted to feel good about my progress I could claim a centimeter. That doesn't make me feel good. I thought I'd be a 3 or 4 with all the pressure I've been feeling. Ho-hum. I've finished everything on my "Get-it-done-before-the-baby-arrives List" and now I'm just waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-3925708153058169207?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/3925708153058169207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=3925708153058169207' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/3925708153058169207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/3925708153058169207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/10/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-1352899817270540917</id><published>2009-10-11T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T21:26:33.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday we took the kids to the Pumpkin Patch and got to do a few fun things like a bounce house, carousel, hay pyramid, corn maze and hay bale maze. It was FREEZING outside but we had a good time. We ended our fun with a trailer ride out to the pumpkin patch where both kids picked pumpkins. All in all, some good family fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/StKTJXKqRlI/AAAAAAAAAUA/hJtXLxppBYo/s1600-h/DSCF1934.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391533492962739794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/StKTJXKqRlI/AAAAAAAAAUA/hJtXLxppBYo/s320/DSCF1934.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Pyramid . . . I was so scared Beckham was going to fall off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/StKTI_6KHcI/AAAAAAAAAT4/9j0XCfnSvqw/s1600-h/DSCF1939.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391533486719507906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/StKTI_6KHcI/AAAAAAAAAT4/9j0XCfnSvqw/s320/DSCF1939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Freezing on the trailer ride out to the pumpkin patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/StKTIYC-NcI/AAAAAAAAATw/rvLGv0UdvoE/s1600-h/DSCF1942.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391533476019058114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/StKTIYC-NcI/AAAAAAAAATw/rvLGv0UdvoE/s320/DSCF1942.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Kayla looking very serious about her pumpkin. She was probably too cold to smile all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/StKTHuoT83I/AAAAAAAAATo/S60iDy03Aqo/s1600-h/DSCF1943.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391533464901383026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/StKTHuoT83I/AAAAAAAAATo/S60iDy03Aqo/s320/DSCF1943.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Beckham loved his very little and very bumpy pumpkin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-1352899817270540917?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/1352899817270540917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=1352899817270540917' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1352899817270540917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1352899817270540917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday-we-took-kids-to-pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Time'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/StKTJXKqRlI/AAAAAAAAAUA/hJtXLxppBYo/s72-c/DSCF1934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-5949883974794952273</id><published>2009-10-04T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T20:29:20.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, it's official . . . I have the best sister-in-law ever! Actually all of my sisters-in-law are great but yesterday Jess threw me an awesome baby shower. Everything was so beautiful and the food was fantastic. We had chocolate fondue and lots of yummy things to dip in it, cider, an apple cake, a veggie tray, crackers and pumpkin butter. There were a nice mix of guests . . . some people I haven't seen in at least 10 years. I wish we could have gotten a group shot but . . . my camera's batteries died.  This was the first shower I've had where my mom and grandma could attend.  That was nice, too.  I received a lot of really great gifts and several packs of diapers. All of which will come in very handy. I can't believe that I am 37 weeks. I miss laying on my stomach and being able to run. I've been getting tons of braxton hicks with this pregnancy . . . I hope that means Liam won't incubate too much longer. I think he will be born on the 23rd and I'm crossing my fingers he won't be late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslmhPDJ_OI/AAAAAAAAATg/r8nGJcabLEQ/s1600-h/DSCF1923.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388951150286994658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslmhPDJ_OI/AAAAAAAAATg/r8nGJcabLEQ/s320/DSCF1923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslmguSuXPI/AAAAAAAAATY/3lVNgpdkvBU/s1600-h/DSCF1924.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388951141493923058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslmguSuXPI/AAAAAAAAATY/3lVNgpdkvBU/s320/DSCF1924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Debbi playing the Dirty Diaper game . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslmgCTMxaI/AAAAAAAAATQ/C25jWzbodzY/s1600-h/DSCF1925.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388951129684755874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslmgCTMxaI/AAAAAAAAATQ/C25jWzbodzY/s320/DSCF1925.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Julie, Shelli, Sue and Natallie checking out the contents of their dirty diapers . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sslmfh6Z_hI/AAAAAAAAATI/DrSnrcNQRmY/s1600-h/DSCF1926+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388951120990830098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sslmfh6Z_hI/AAAAAAAAATI/DrSnrcNQRmY/s320/DSCF1926+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Natallie?!?  Don't worry, it's just chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslmfKEZn2I/AAAAAAAAATA/2Pkzu92uYkg/s1600-h/DSCF1928.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388951114590297954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslmfKEZn2I/AAAAAAAAATA/2Pkzu92uYkg/s320/DSCF1928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; At home after the shower showing Lonnie some of the things we received.  Thanks everyone!&lt;/span&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/1723503958787187334-5949883974794952273?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/5949883974794952273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=5949883974794952273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5949883974794952273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5949883974794952273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-shower.html' title='Baby Shower'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslmhPDJ_OI/AAAAAAAAATg/r8nGJcabLEQ/s72-c/DSCF1923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-4039000305088683706</id><published>2009-10-04T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T18:56:05.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonnie's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lonnie just turned 29 and this is the first time in our marriage we haven't been in CA with his family to celebrate. I think it was a little weird for Lonnie but we had a fun day anyway. We got a babysitter and went to the movies. It's amazing that it's been so long since we've been to a movie considering we used to do that all the time . . . before we had kids that is! We saw the newest Harry Potter and loved it. Then we went out to dinner at Red Lobster and finished the night off with homemade icecream cake. YUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslRp50Fb7I/AAAAAAAAAS4/rkFcHto8zI0/s1600-h/DSCF1906.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388928209461276594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslRp50Fb7I/AAAAAAAAAS4/rkFcHto8zI0/s320/DSCF1906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; That's one cool cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslRpuRelhI/AAAAAAAAASw/aHw6pe3wkcg/s1600-h/DSCF1909.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388928206363334162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslRpuRelhI/AAAAAAAAASw/aHw6pe3wkcg/s320/DSCF1909.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Beckham helping daddy blow out his candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslRpMDQcgI/AAAAAAAAASo/q-G4oAN3eIo/s1600-h/DSCF1910.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388928197176881666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslRpMDQcgI/AAAAAAAAASo/q-G4oAN3eIo/s320/DSCF1910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Kayla feeling the love for daddy's cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslRogtnHMI/AAAAAAAAASg/e9NgL1mHRg8/s1600-h/DSCF1912.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388928185543367874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslRogtnHMI/AAAAAAAAASg/e9NgL1mHRg8/s320/DSCF1912.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My mom and grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslRoLxF9II/AAAAAAAAASY/P_2A143Rz84/s1600-h/DSCF1911.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388928179920827522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslRoLxF9II/AAAAAAAAASY/P_2A143Rz84/s320/DSCF1911.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Happy little family full of cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1723503958787187334-4039000305088683706?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/4039000305088683706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=4039000305088683706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4039000305088683706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4039000305088683706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/10/lonnies-birthday.html' title='Lonnie&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslRp50Fb7I/AAAAAAAAAS4/rkFcHto8zI0/s72-c/DSCF1906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-6987916778677208815</id><published>2009-10-04T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T18:47:02.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>McKayla's Potato Heads</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago McKayla made these potato heads. I thought they were quite ingenious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslP9EF_93I/AAAAAAAAASQ/yX6kmzb5N-A/s1600-h/9-4-09+Kayla%27s+super+cool+potatoe+head+creatures+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388926339615029106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslP9EF_93I/AAAAAAAAASQ/yX6kmzb5N-A/s320/9-4-09+Kayla%27s+super+cool+potatoe+head+creatures+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslP84DXBfI/AAAAAAAAASI/gRsVcm8eQr4/s1600-h/9-4-09+Kayla%27s+super+cool+potatoe+head+creatures+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388926336382731762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslP84DXBfI/AAAAAAAAASI/gRsVcm8eQr4/s320/9-4-09+Kayla%27s+super+cool+potatoe+head+creatures+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslP8EMaj0I/AAAAAAAAASA/uQ9qezm2pCc/s1600-h/9-4-09+Kayla%27s+super+cool+potatoe+head+creatures+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388926322462068546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslP8EMaj0I/AAAAAAAAASA/uQ9qezm2pCc/s320/9-4-09+Kayla%27s+super+cool+potatoe+head+creatures+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslP7gbrwnI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OYZSmXOnquA/s1600-h/9-4-09+Kayla%27s+super+cool+potatoe+head+creatures.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388926312862433906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslP7gbrwnI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OYZSmXOnquA/s320/9-4-09+Kayla%27s+super+cool+potatoe+head+creatures.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-6987916778677208815?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/6987916778677208815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=6987916778677208815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6987916778677208815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6987916778677208815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/10/mckaylas-potato-heads.html' title='McKayla&apos;s Potato Heads'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SslP9EF_93I/AAAAAAAAASQ/yX6kmzb5N-A/s72-c/9-4-09+Kayla%27s+super+cool+potatoe+head+creatures+(4).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-5213456845280686101</id><published>2009-10-01T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:53:11.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One cute kid</title><content type='html'>A little while ago there was a blog post going around of childhood pictures. Well, I finally got a few pics of me scanned into the computer and thought I would share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SsV3VtrtrrI/AAAAAAAAARw/t4W_jKFcMdI/s1600-h/April+1979+Mom,+Dad+and+Jill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387843744142569138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SsV3VtrtrrI/AAAAAAAAARw/t4W_jKFcMdI/s320/April+1979+Mom,+Dad+and+Jill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my parents a day or so after birth.  April 1979&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SsV3VTpVchI/AAAAAAAAARo/cbIiHpDPJa8/s1600-h/Aug+1979+Jill+with+Grma+Sue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387843737153270290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SsV3VTpVchI/AAAAAAAAARo/cbIiHpDPJa8/s320/Aug+1979+Jill+with+Grma+Sue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Grandma Sue and me.  August 1979&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SsV3U0au0nI/AAAAAAAAARg/si48WxUH1Uk/s1600-h/Jill+Age+1,+1980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387843728770519666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SsV3U0au0nI/AAAAAAAAARg/si48WxUH1Uk/s320/Jill+Age+1,+1980.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One year old.  April 1980&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SsV3UaS4yPI/AAAAAAAAARY/_WYiinxARtg/s1600-h/Jill+and+Ben+at+20mo+and+4mo+1980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387843721758296306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SsV3UaS4yPI/AAAAAAAAARY/_WYiinxARtg/s320/Jill+and+Ben+at+20mo+and+4mo+1980.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My brother Benjamin (20 mo.) and me (4 mo.).  December 1980&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SsV3UJBrt6I/AAAAAAAAARQ/41lBBb_9LCg/s1600-h/Jill+on+Mother%27s+Day+1981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387843717122733986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SsV3UJBrt6I/AAAAAAAAARQ/41lBBb_9LCg/s320/Jill+on+Mother%27s+Day+1981.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mother's day 1981.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-5213456845280686101?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/5213456845280686101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=5213456845280686101' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5213456845280686101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5213456845280686101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-cute-kid.html' title='One cute kid'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SsV3VtrtrrI/AAAAAAAAARw/t4W_jKFcMdI/s72-c/April+1979+Mom,+Dad+and+Jill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-3202963494827142486</id><published>2009-09-14T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T21:40:43.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Ultrasound</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My new doctor just got a new ultrasound machine and was offering free ultrasounds.  Well, who am I to turn down anything free.  It was fun to see Liam's face in 3D and know exactly where he's at in my tummy.  He's about 5 and a half pounds now which means he'll probably be about 8lbs when he's born.  The doctor said my due date according to today's measurements is probably around the 23rd . . . that's also when I think the baby will be born.  My official due date of the 27th has never seemed right.  Only a few more weeks to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-3202963494827142486?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/3202963494827142486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=3202963494827142486' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/3202963494827142486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/3202963494827142486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/09/free-ultrasound.html' title='Free Ultrasound'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-133101323973526551</id><published>2009-09-10T14:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T14:33:07.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prince of Pizza</title><content type='html'>Okay, so not long after we moved to WA we were really hungry for Pizza one night and splurged. We even shared with my parents and grandma. Needless to say, there wasn't much left . . . a slice, maybe two. When we got home I put the box on the table and hurried to get the kids ready for bed. I was finishing up with McKayla and calling the kids to come in for family prayer and scripture time. Hmmm . . . no Beckham. We all went out to the kitchen to find this. He was laughing like crazy. I think Lonnie was disappointed he wouldn't be having pizza for lunch the next day but . . . you gotta admit this is pretty cute!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqlwLD__5rI/AAAAAAAAARI/LUgI3PP_MJY/s1600-h/DSCF1852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379954565225375410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqlwLD__5rI/AAAAAAAAARI/LUgI3PP_MJY/s320/DSCF1852.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqlwKuf3PGI/AAAAAAAAARA/pQ6n2ZUP9po/s1600-h/DSCF1853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379954559453445218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqlwKuf3PGI/AAAAAAAAARA/pQ6n2ZUP9po/s320/DSCF1853.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqlwKIUketI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/kQ95J_SovOk/s1600-h/DSCF1854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379954549205531346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqlwKIUketI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/kQ95J_SovOk/s320/DSCF1854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqlwJdCahFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/5LgfCJh8d6A/s1600-h/DSCF1855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379954537586656338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqlwJdCahFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/5LgfCJh8d6A/s320/DSCF1855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-133101323973526551?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/133101323973526551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=133101323973526551' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/133101323973526551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/133101323973526551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/09/prince-of-pizza.html' title='Prince of Pizza'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqlwLD__5rI/AAAAAAAAARI/LUgI3PP_MJY/s72-c/DSCF1852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-2208772260190905697</id><published>2009-09-06T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:46:56.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waterslide Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shortly after getting to WA there was big church picnic with free bounce houses and other activities. We took the kids and McKayla was freaking out when she saw all the fun things to do. She was especially excited about the HUGE waterslide. I knew there were going to be water activities so I packed a large bag with everything we could possibly need but somehow forgot McKayla's swimming suit. She was not concerned about such formalities. She waited somewhat patiently in line but when it was her turn to climb up the steps to the top of the waterslide she couldn't keep her footing. Daddy to the rescue! He pushed her up most of the way until she made it to the top. She went flying down the slide laughing all the way. I was laughing so hard I nearly wet my pants. Plus, once she was down the slide she couldn't keep her balance to walk off of it. She slipped and slid everyother step. It was hillarious. In fact she slipped right off the slide into a puddle of mud and thought it was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSPaQDTsLI/AAAAAAAAAQo/xYT1vQfD7Ug/s1600-h/DSCF1845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378581536135426226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSPaQDTsLI/AAAAAAAAAQo/xYT1vQfD7Ug/s320/DSCF1845.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Go Daddy, go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSPZWrRdSI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NKdPMdBjoeY/s1600-h/DSCF1842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378581520733795618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSPZWrRdSI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NKdPMdBjoeY/s320/DSCF1842.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can't I go just one more time? Please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSPY4UtoLI/AAAAAAAAAQY/uJgP3d3gnm4/s1600-h/DSCF1847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378581512586109106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSPY4UtoLI/AAAAAAAAAQY/uJgP3d3gnm4/s320/DSCF1847.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Super-slippery. . . she could barely walk off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSPYXjsZXI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/1N8e9qbEnFs/s1600-h/DSCF1843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378581503790572914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSPYXjsZXI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/1N8e9qbEnFs/s320/DSCF1843.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Covered in mud and going back for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSPX8TTunI/AAAAAAAAAQI/VsBDivcH7PQ/s1600-h/DSCF1851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378581496474090098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSPX8TTunI/AAAAAAAAAQI/VsBDivcH7PQ/s320/DSCF1851.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not the best shot of the kids but . . . our kids are loving time with cousins.  This is McKayla, Beckham and Jackson . . . all cleaned up after the festivities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-2208772260190905697?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/2208772260190905697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=2208772260190905697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/2208772260190905697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/2208772260190905697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/09/waterslide-mania.html' title='Waterslide Mania'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSPaQDTsLI/AAAAAAAAAQo/xYT1vQfD7Ug/s72-c/DSCF1845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-4275507120590916995</id><published>2009-09-06T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:30:10.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Upsidedown motorcycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahhh, I hate trying to put pictures on my blogs.  These pics are in reverse order from the way I wanted them to be and I don't know how to rearrange them.   If anyone wants to share any tips with me . . . feel free.  Anyway, I wrote a little about these pics but I left it at the bottom so that maybe the pictures will make sense.  Please scroll down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSKb3tM1nI/AAAAAAAAAQA/BrvgpdKm7yE/s1600-h/DSCF1833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378576066401850994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSKb3tM1nI/AAAAAAAAAQA/BrvgpdKm7yE/s320/DSCF1833.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beckham on his new "Motorcycle".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSKbdkh3pI/AAAAAAAAAP4/SHpMvMMWuMg/s1600-h/7-23-09+Kayla%27s+new+helmet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378576059386158738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSKbdkh3pI/AAAAAAAAAP4/SHpMvMMWuMg/s320/7-23-09+Kayla%27s+new+helmet.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kayla loves her helmet and knee pads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSKa0JGX7I/AAAAAAAAAPw/GsDYA0dy8PA/s1600-h/7-23-09+Beckham%27s+new+helmet+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378576048265256882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSKa0JGX7I/AAAAAAAAAPw/GsDYA0dy8PA/s320/7-23-09+Beckham%27s+new+helmet+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rock on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSKaepTjwI/AAAAAAAAAPo/5x6WWwfD5g0/s1600-h/7-22-09+Beckham,+Kayla+and+Brett+on+Gpa+McGill%27s+motorcycle+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378576042494758658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSKaepTjwI/AAAAAAAAAPo/5x6WWwfD5g0/s320/7-22-09+Beckham,+Kayla+and+Brett+on+Gpa+McGill%27s+motorcycle+(5).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousin Brett, Beckham and Kayla checking out Grandpa's bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSKZznIXsI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5w1SmBln2q4/s1600-h/7-22-09+Beckham,+Kayla+and+Brett+on+Gpa+McGill%27s+motorcycle+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378576030942912194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSKZznIXsI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5w1SmBln2q4/s320/7-22-09+Beckham,+Kayla+and+Brett+on+Gpa+McGill%27s+motorcycle+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beckham's in heaven.  He LOVES motorcycles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When Lonnie's dad got to Rexburg for Lonnie's graduation, the kids were enthralled with his motorcycle. Grandpa McGill bought them helmet and pads . . . the kids thought they were soooo cool. It gets better though. On his way back to CA he stopped at our new apartment in WA. Lonnie, Grandpa and the kids took a trip to Walmart and returned with "motorcycles" of their own.&lt;/span&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/1723503958787187334-4275507120590916995?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/4275507120590916995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=4275507120590916995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4275507120590916995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4275507120590916995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/09/upsidedown-motorcycle.html' title='Upsidedown motorcycle'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SqSKb3tM1nI/AAAAAAAAAQA/BrvgpdKm7yE/s72-c/DSCF1833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-7871783919478023052</id><published>2009-08-19T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:28:20.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonnie's Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, it's been nearly a month since Lonnie's graduation. He was as proud as could be to achieve this accomplishment. He was actually chosen to speak at his commencement which I think just shows how hard he worked for his degree. His dad, mom, step-dad and nephew all came to support him as well as my parents. They also put in a lot of work to help us with our move the following day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SozP5NMBubI/AAAAAAAAAPY/kmoxv_papU0/s1600-h/DSCF1814.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371897037245757874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SozP5NMBubI/AAAAAAAAAPY/kmoxv_papU0/s320/DSCF1814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Lonnie with the kiddos before graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SozP4kslhGI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/twBhZULHFmQ/s1600-h/DSCF1829.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371897026376467554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SozP4kslhGI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/twBhZULHFmQ/s320/DSCF1829.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lonnie and my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SozP4HGJihI/AAAAAAAAAPI/6hgvUtCnB58/s1600-h/DSCF1822.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371897018430622226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SozP4HGJihI/AAAAAAAAAPI/6hgvUtCnB58/s320/DSCF1822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lonnie and his step-dad, nephew and mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SozP3ns6nEI/AAAAAAAAAPA/nU-t5gaHL3Q/s1600-h/DSCF1825.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371897010003287106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SozP3ns6nEI/AAAAAAAAAPA/nU-t5gaHL3Q/s320/DSCF1825.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lonnie with his super-hot wife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SozP3bMMgnI/AAAAAAAAAO4/gA8nlv0hzt8/s1600-h/DSCF1826.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371897006644822642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SozP3bMMgnI/AAAAAAAAAO4/gA8nlv0hzt8/s320/DSCF1826.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Lonnie and his dad.  Tim wore this shirt to represent Lonnie's island heritage. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-7871783919478023052?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/7871783919478023052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=7871783919478023052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7871783919478023052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7871783919478023052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/08/lonnies-graduation.html' title='Lonnie&apos;s Graduation'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SozP5NMBubI/AAAAAAAAAPY/kmoxv_papU0/s72-c/DSCF1814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-4053051670636368476</id><published>2009-08-13T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T14:20:06.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26 weeks</title><content type='html'>Well, I loaded on a bunch of pics so my next step is to blog. I'll probably do a few short posts in the next little while. Here is me at 26 weeks. I'm 29 now so just add another inch or two. I always think these kind of pics are funny looking but . . . I'm officially in the 3rd trimester and feeling very tired.  October is feeling very, very close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SoSDFsyC0wI/AAAAAAAAAOw/T56UqjDmGDo/s1600-h/7-19-09+About+26+weeks+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369560789676118786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SoSDFsyC0wI/AAAAAAAAAOw/T56UqjDmGDo/s320/7-19-09+About+26+weeks+(6).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1723503958787187334-4053051670636368476?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/4053051670636368476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=4053051670636368476' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4053051670636368476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4053051670636368476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/08/26-weeks.html' title='26 weeks'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SoSDFsyC0wI/AAAAAAAAAOw/T56UqjDmGDo/s72-c/7-19-09+About+26+weeks+(6).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-5331350483116129083</id><published>2009-08-05T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T13:18:00.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally settled</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm finally getting settled and really need to leave a more detailed blog but . . . I only have a few minutes.  I did want to let you all know that Lonnie and I got new cell phone and land line numbers.  I sent out a mass email but if I missed you and you want it . . . let me know!  I promise to write more soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-5331350483116129083?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/5331350483116129083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=5331350483116129083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5331350483116129083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5331350483116129083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally-settled.html' title='Finally settled'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-7237421985217602337</id><published>2009-07-07T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:48:25.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 4th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The 4th of July was a fun filled day.  We started off going to the parade at Porter Park.  The kids loved it.  McKayla liked getting candy but was a little nervous when they threw it from the floats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQVepwb6uI/AAAAAAAAAOo/u-v9Nh-3dsg/s1600-h/7-4-09+4th+of+July+in+Rexburg+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355929473199631074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQVepwb6uI/AAAAAAAAAOo/u-v9Nh-3dsg/s320/7-4-09+4th+of+July+in+Rexburg+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Here's McKayla looking festive before the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQVedRpt0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/d-ysTSbbrC0/s1600-h/7-4-09+4th+of+July+in+Rexburg+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355929469849286466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQVedRpt0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/d-ysTSbbrC0/s320/7-4-09+4th+of+July+in+Rexburg+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This is Beckham's favorite hiding spot . . . right behind the couch.  We're lucky we found him before the parade started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQVeNlROfI/AAAAAAAAAOY/iQ8BgYtnLUk/s1600-h/7-4-09+4th+of+July+in+Rexburg+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355929465636600306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQVeNlROfI/AAAAAAAAAOY/iQ8BgYtnLUk/s320/7-4-09+4th+of+July+in+Rexburg+(6).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Beckham and Lonnie.  Beck's got his "BobBobs" . . . aka fruit snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQU-8roKAI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/q9cz2p3WPNQ/s1600-h/7-4-09+4th+of+July+in+Rexburg+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355928928523921410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQU-8roKAI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/q9cz2p3WPNQ/s320/7-4-09+4th+of+July+in+Rexburg+(7).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Adorable.  Who can refuse a 3-year old with flying pigtails and a punching balloon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After the parade we played in the park for a while and then later played at the splash park.  Kids had a lot of fun.  We ended the night with fireworks at the Johnsons.  I think our kids were intrigued and frightened by the fireworks.  They are definitely not ready for the big, latenight shows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQU-qyvilI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lnRs4NMeRh0/s1600-h/7-4-09+Playing+at+the+water+park+on+the+4th+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355928923721927250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQU-qyvilI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lnRs4NMeRh0/s320/7-4-09+Playing+at+the+water+park+on+the+4th+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Beckham at the splash park water wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQU-K-0DVI/AAAAAAAAAOA/JFPKMaCEqPI/s1600-h/7-4-09+Playing+at+the+water+park+on+the+4th+(10).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355928915182619986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQU-K-0DVI/AAAAAAAAAOA/JFPKMaCEqPI/s320/7-4-09+Playing+at+the+water+park+on+the+4th+(10).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; McKayla will go up and down this slide for over an hour.  The girl has limitless energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQU949eghI/AAAAAAAAAN4/9fRBQNXItY4/s1600-h/7-4-09+Playing+in+the+park+after+the+parade+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355928910345175570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQU949eghI/AAAAAAAAAN4/9fRBQNXItY4/s320/7-4-09+Playing+in+the+park+after+the+parade+(3).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Playing at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQU9aK9dPI/AAAAAAAAANw/fnnCFYeA4ek/s1600-h/7-4-09+Playing+in+the+park+after+the+parade+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355928902080230642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQU9aK9dPI/AAAAAAAAANw/fnnCFYeA4ek/s320/7-4-09+Playing+in+the+park+after+the+parade+(5).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Ride cowboy, ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-7237421985217602337?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/7237421985217602337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=7237421985217602337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7237421985217602337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7237421985217602337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-4th.html' title='July 4th'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQVepwb6uI/AAAAAAAAAOo/u-v9Nh-3dsg/s72-c/7-4-09+4th+of+July+in+Rexburg+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-860342750271944290</id><published>2009-07-07T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:29:33.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 3rd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had a really nice, extended 4th of July weekend. On the 3rd we took our kids to Yellowstone. It's only an hour and a half away. If only we'd known it was so close we would have gone more often! Oh, well. McKayla really liked going to the "big park" and loved feeding the "goats" (any 4 legged animal). Beckham had a lot of fun, too. I was surprised by how well behaved they were. We saw geysers and hotpots, lots of mule deer and buffalo and people from all over the world. We also saw Old Faithful spout a little but a very considerate storm rained on our parade before we got to see her really blow. We were soaked and freezing. Kayla looked up at me and said, "Kayla freezing". Poor baby. Our friends had gone the day before and came back with sunburns so we wore shorts, t-shirts and sandals. I didn't think to bring our rain ponchos and hot cocoa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQRWyWHccI/AAAAAAAAANo/WhDaLqwK4Qc/s1600-h/7-3-09+Lunch+in+Yellowstone.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355924940019691970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQRWyWHccI/AAAAAAAAANo/WhDaLqwK4Qc/s320/7-3-09+Lunch+in+Yellowstone.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lunch time.  Is this a cheesy picture or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQRFdHKz2I/AAAAAAAAANY/SnhNMVRsoEs/s1600-h/7-3-09+Soaking+Wet+after+seeing+Old+Faithful+in+the+rain.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355924642262077282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQRFdHKz2I/AAAAAAAAANY/SnhNMVRsoEs/s320/7-3-09+Soaking+Wet+after+seeing+Old+Faithful+in+the+rain.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me looking fabulously soaked.  Brrr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQREyyvU2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/TEBC1RsauBg/s1600-h/7-3-09+Geyser+in+Yellowstone+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355924630902100834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQREyyvU2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/TEBC1RsauBg/s320/7-3-09+Geyser+in+Yellowstone+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family Shot at a hot pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQREv_2BlI/AAAAAAAAANI/0erkIsXgtvk/s1600-h/7-3-09+Geyser+in+Yellowstone.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355924630151759442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQREv_2BlI/AAAAAAAAANI/0erkIsXgtvk/s320/7-3-09+Geyser+in+Yellowstone.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beckham and Daddy.&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/1723503958787187334-860342750271944290?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/860342750271944290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=860342750271944290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/860342750271944290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/860342750271944290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-3rd.html' title='July 3rd'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SlQRWyWHccI/AAAAAAAAANo/WhDaLqwK4Qc/s72-c/7-3-09+Lunch+in+Yellowstone.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-1986327070126584214</id><published>2009-06-28T20:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T20:52:50.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here and there</title><content type='html'>Well, I haven't updated in a while so I thought I better write something.  I'm getting very excited about moving.  We officially have 26 days left in Rexburg.  I've been packing a box or two every day.  Just little things here and there.  We have 2 trailers reserved for the trip and just found out that we are officially approved for an apartment a few blocks away from my parents!  Yeah!  Everything has been falling into place and that's exactly what I've been praying for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonnie has been sick for about 3 weeks.  We just found out that he's got a bacterial infection in his tummy area and it's been causing a lot of problems.  Luckily things are looking better.  He took a medication a few days ago that caused him some serious discomfort today but hopefully got rid of everything causing the problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKayla has been very stubborn lately.  That's a shocker for a child who is normally so docile.  Insert heavy sarcasm here.  We've been going on lots of walks and trips to the park to make her really tired so that she actually sleeps at night.  Her favorite thing to do is, "feed him doggie", which translated means walk to the neighbor's dog and pet it. :)  She hasn't had a seizure in a while and that's a good thing.  I'm hoping it means the seizures are completely under control.  We'll see what happens with the stress of the move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beckham has been kinda grumpy due to teething and has figured out that screaming will get his sister in trouble even if she didn't do anything.  I guess I need to pay attention more to what is going on.  He has an obsession with motorcycles and airplanes.  He's a funny little boy.  When we take him to play at the park he'd rather walk around and drink his sippie cup than play on the toys.  Today he found every pine cone in the park and made a little pile.  He was so proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am almost 23 weeks now and feeling a little like a chipmunk with my chubby cheeks.  Mostly pregnancy treats me well but the heartburn and sciatic pain have started.  People are constantly asking me if I'm okay because of wincing when I walk.  It kinda feels like all the bones in my lower spine are loose and sliding around.  It also feels like a horse kicked my hip and it's super bruised.  Waa, waa, waa!  This happens every time . . . luckily it goes away as soon as the baby comes out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-1986327070126584214?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/1986327070126584214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=1986327070126584214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1986327070126584214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1986327070126584214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/06/here-and-there.html' title='Here and there'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-4714637120720318288</id><published>2009-06-10T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T14:42:34.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liam Scott</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just to clear up some  questions about the new baby's name.  Liam comes from Lonnie.  He picked it out a long time ago and has always loved it.  I got McKayla . . . he gets Liam!  Scott was Lonnie's mom's maiden name.  There's also the fact that we both have Scottish ancestry.  Well, there is a joke in our family about my youngest brother Scott "dibbing" family heirlooms.  I'm a little concerned that he might try to dib our new baby.  Hands off babybrother . . . he's not up for dibs even though he'll share your name! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-4714637120720318288?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/4714637120720318288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=4714637120720318288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4714637120720318288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4714637120720318288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/06/liam-scott.html' title='Liam Scott'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-1664164816317369430</id><published>2009-06-08T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T19:48:57.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy Dog Tails</title><content type='html'>Well, I just found out that my internet is going to be down for the next 2 days!  So, I'm sitting outside of a laundry facility using WIFI to post this.  I know - dedicated!  We had our ultrasound today and found out that we are having a boy.  I'm very excited because I think that Beckham will be a much easier roommate than McKayla.  We are going to name him Liam Scott McGill.  So, here are a few pictures from the ultrasound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Si3Mo9FvcvI/AAAAAAAAAMw/b0LOznE-1bY/s1600-h/20090608112337656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Si3Mo9FvcvI/AAAAAAAAAMw/b0LOznE-1bY/s320/20090608112337656.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345153336724124402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's his head.  His hand and body are in the top right of the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Si3Mo2L5soI/AAAAAAAAAM4/mR3Rn2X9tFk/s1600-h/20090608112231687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Si3Mo2L5soI/AAAAAAAAAM4/mR3Rn2X9tFk/s320/20090608112231687.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345153334870913666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's his foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Si3MpMUz58I/AAAAAAAAANA/HQt2Jj0vtbs/s1600-h/20090608112415375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Si3MpMUz58I/AAAAAAAAANA/HQt2Jj0vtbs/s320/20090608112415375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345153340813862850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least . . . his manly joy. &lt;br /&gt;I can't really figure out where the rest of the body is but there's an arrow pointing to his little boy parts. :)&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/1723503958787187334-1664164816317369430?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/1664164816317369430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=1664164816317369430' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1664164816317369430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1664164816317369430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/06/puppy-dog-tails.html' title='Puppy Dog Tails'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Si3Mo9FvcvI/AAAAAAAAAMw/b0LOznE-1bY/s72-c/20090608112337656.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-4127275120750353730</id><published>2009-06-05T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:46:15.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Header</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Corrine  . . . I need help with my header . . . see what happens when friends let friends blog alone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-4127275120750353730?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/4127275120750353730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=4127275120750353730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4127275120750353730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4127275120750353730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/06/header.html' title='Header'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-1314798628283488291</id><published>2009-05-30T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:28:51.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for Carrie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I've put this dress on McKayla a couple of times. She always looks cute in the dress. Last Sunday I dressed her in it specifically so that I could take a picture for you. I even did her hair extra pretty in case you can't tell. However, she was extremely grumpy (see previous post for definition of grumpy) this particular day and we were running late for church. So, I tried to get a picture after church. She looks as frazzled as I felt. I'll try to get a good pic one of these days but for now you'll have to be content with these!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SiIG6EU1xtI/AAAAAAAAALg/XantGyE9MIk/s1600-h/DSCF1684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341839702678161106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SiIG6EU1xtI/AAAAAAAAALg/XantGyE9MIk/s400/DSCF1684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SiIG51D5YII/AAAAAAAAALY/EB98PJemx8Y/s1600-h/DSCF1683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341839698580562050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SiIG51D5YII/AAAAAAAAALY/EB98PJemx8Y/s400/DSCF1683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1723503958787187334-1314798628283488291?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/1314798628283488291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=1314798628283488291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1314798628283488291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1314798628283488291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-for-carrie.html' title='Just for Carrie'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SiIG6EU1xtI/AAAAAAAAALg/XantGyE9MIk/s72-c/DSCF1684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-5319627632697060480</id><published>2009-05-30T20:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:21:52.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Train?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I guess I fell off the blogging train . . . again. Maybe I've never actually gotten all the way on! Here's a little status on us. Lonnie is graduating on July 23rd and after that we will be moving back to the TC in WA. I think I hear a few "yeahs" from some of you out there. We are working on getting an apartment near my parent's house and Lonnie will be working for my Dad. He's excited for the job and the opportunity to be around my family a little more. Most of our marriage we've lived closer to his family so this will be a little change. I've already begun packing things (actually, just adding things to boxes I've never unpacked the entire time we've lived in Idaho!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am almost 19 weeks now and we find out what we are having on June 8. I'm very curious to find out if this one is a boy or a girl. McKayla changes her mind every day about whether the baby in mommy's tummy is a bruder or dister. I think I'm looking preggo now but all of my clothes are a little too big so most people must think I'm just getting fat! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKayla is on a new sleep medication that is like Valium. They also increased the dose on her other medication. This week has been stressful to say the least. Every time they change her meds McKayla gets a little "grumpy". That grumpiness includes aggression, anger, defiance, whining, screaming and general big-time attitude. My patience is wearing thin but thankfully she seems to be having less attitude problems and is starting to be more herself again. I expect another week of craziness before she's completely Kayla again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beckham is tolerating a grumpy sister and gives her a run for her money on occasion. He's been getting in all his molars . . . it seems like he's been teething for months. There is only one more molar waiting to push through. Poor little guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-5319627632697060480?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/5319627632697060480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=5319627632697060480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5319627632697060480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5319627632697060480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-train.html' title='What Train?'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-6596110953371773430</id><published>2009-05-03T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:05:06.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays Galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am finally getting to McKayla's 3rd birthday and my 30th! We celebrated on the 15th by going to Red Robin for a free lunch thanks to the birthday club. Yum! McKayla shared with Beckham and my meal was free so we only had to pay for Lonnie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5i4JW1CiI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HUOyqJAXAWU/s1600-h/4-15-09+Celebrating+McKayla%27s+birthday+at+Red+Robin+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331807725577112098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5i4JW1CiI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HUOyqJAXAWU/s400/4-15-09+Celebrating+McKayla%27s+birthday+at+Red+Robin+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; McKayla and Lonnie at Red Robin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5i32q4woI/AAAAAAAAALI/gFSHSVivzOw/s1600-h/4-15-09+Celebrating+McKayla%27s+birthday+at+Red+Robin+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331807720560968322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5i32q4woI/AAAAAAAAALI/gFSHSVivzOw/s400/4-15-09+Celebrating+McKayla%27s+birthday+at+Red+Robin+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Momma and Beckham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then that night Lonnie and the kids had a dance party where they all put on hats. It was really cute because Beckham fell in love with wearing hats. They tried on cowboy hats, fisherman hats and baseball hats while dancing around like crazies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5iIxjvu5I/AAAAAAAAALA/byEuoZ5zYlY/s1600-h/4-15-09+Dance+Party+with+Daddy+and+Hats+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331806911734987666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5iIxjvu5I/AAAAAAAAALA/byEuoZ5zYlY/s400/4-15-09+Dance+Party+with+Daddy+and+Hats+(6).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Beckham in daddy's baseball cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5iIq1yb3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/XKhY5Cn8iAY/s1600-h/4-15-09+Dance+Party+with+Daddy+and+Hats+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331806909931614066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5iIq1yb3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/XKhY5Cn8iAY/s400/4-15-09+Dance+Party+with+Daddy+and+Hats+(7).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; McKayla still loves her cowgirl hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5iIUe8nZI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-wxkEDwEGVQ/s1600-h/4-15-09+Dance+Party+with+Daddy+and+Hats+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331806903930232210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5iIUe8nZI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-wxkEDwEGVQ/s400/4-15-09+Dance+Party+with+Daddy+and+Hats+(8).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Daddy and his kiddos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then we had the real birthday bash on the 17th at a place called Blast Off in Idaho Falls. It was kinda like Chuck E. Cheese and we celebrated with our friends the Johnsons. The kids had a lot of fun playing on the giant jungle gym playground thingys, trying on costumes, playing in the arcade, eating pizza, opening presents and eating cake. Although not my number one pick for celebrating my birthday, it was a fun day. The kids had a great time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5iIVst3lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/drlTDv0dYOQ/s1600-h/4-17-09+Blast+Off+for+McKayla+and+Aiden%27s+3rd+Birthday+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331806904256421458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5iIVst3lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/drlTDv0dYOQ/s400/4-17-09+Blast+Off+for+McKayla+and+Aiden%27s+3rd+Birthday+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; McKayla in the ball pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5iIIWQXUI/AAAAAAAAAKg/GNeImKac56s/s1600-h/4-17-09+Blast+Off+for+McKayla+and+Aiden%27s+3rd+Birthday+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331806900672552258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5iIIWQXUI/AAAAAAAAAKg/GNeImKac56s/s400/4-17-09+Blast+Off+for+McKayla+and+Aiden%27s+3rd+Birthday+(5).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Beckham checking out the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5gyCPZ7VI/AAAAAAAAAKY/HfTNUt5Lku8/s1600-h/4-17-09+Blast+Off+for+McKayla+and+Aiden%27s+3rd+Birthday+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331805421564456274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5gyCPZ7VI/AAAAAAAAAKY/HfTNUt5Lku8/s400/4-17-09+Blast+Off+for+McKayla+and+Aiden%27s+3rd+Birthday+(6).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Beckham loves Elmo and he didn't want to take this costume off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5gx3R3x8I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/agFFix-KekU/s1600-h/4-17-09+Blast+Off+for+McKayla+and+Aiden%27s+3rd+Birthday+(9).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331805418622011330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5gx3R3x8I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/agFFix-KekU/s400/4-17-09+Blast+Off+for+McKayla+and+Aiden%27s+3rd+Birthday+(9).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Riding on the Tonka Truck. I think they rode this thing at least 10 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5gx3oyVMI/AAAAAAAAAKI/5fnf2DKleZ8/s1600-h/4-17-09+Blast+Off+for+McKayla+and+Aiden%27s+3rd+Birthday+(11).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331805418718123202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5gx3oyVMI/AAAAAAAAAKI/5fnf2DKleZ8/s400/4-17-09+Blast+Off+for+McKayla+and+Aiden%27s+3rd+Birthday+(11).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beckham really loved McKayla's birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5gxjo6_3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/p8L1JtvEKSM/s1600-h/4-17-09+Blast+Off+for+McKayla+and+Aiden%27s+3rd+Birthday+(12).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331805413349982066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5gxjo6_3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/p8L1JtvEKSM/s400/4-17-09+Blast+Off+for+McKayla+and+Aiden%27s+3rd+Birthday+(12).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This year we decided not to spend a lot of money on gifts and were pleased to find out that McKayla was still happy.  This is her new bubble bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5gxVG-ufI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ihmJ9dplRik/s1600-h/4-17-09+Blast+Off+for+McKayla+and+Aiden%27s+3rd+Birthday+(13).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331805409449523698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5gxVG-ufI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ihmJ9dplRik/s400/4-17-09+Blast+Off+for+McKayla+and+Aiden%27s+3rd+Birthday+(13).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Look at the anticipation on her face as she watches Lonnie help her unwrap a princess cell phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonnie and I went to Olive Garden for my birthday the following day so I got a little celebration of my own. Yum.  For those of you who are wondering, it feels great to be 30.  I was actually kind of excited about this birthday for some reason.  Lonnie keeps teasing me about getting older but I think he's just jealous.  I think he's trying to catch up to me but some things are so great you'll just never catch up!&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;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-6596110953371773430?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/6596110953371773430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=6596110953371773430' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6596110953371773430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6596110953371773430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/05/birthdays-galore.html' title='Birthdays Galore'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Sf5i4JW1CiI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HUOyqJAXAWU/s72-c/4-15-09+Celebrating+McKayla%27s+birthday+at+Red+Robin+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-7770945702028036018</id><published>2009-04-27T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T12:31:51.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, April 23, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I haven't been keeping up with my personal journal very well and I'm trying to back track and catch up a bit.  Here is something I just wrote from a few days ago that I thought might give you all a laugh at my expense.  The only compensation (and the main reason I'm sharing this) is that I know all of you have had days and moments like this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thursday, April 23, 2009&lt;br /&gt;            Today was awful.  McKayla woke up with a fever and didn’t sleep well last night.  I canceled my VT appointment and decided to take her into the doctor instead of to pre-school but . . . we had a flat tire.  So, I had to get a tow truck and get our van over to Les Schwab.  The crazy thing is that it only cost $12.50 to fix and there wasn’t a nail or anything.  It was just leaking air.  The receptionist said that there might have been some dirt that was holding the tire open and allowing a leak.  Well, after that I took McKayla over to the doctor.  I told him I thought she might have a UTI since she’s been refusing to go pee, so he asked her to leave a urine sample.  I used all my mommy magic to convince her to go but she refused to potty.  Unfortunately, I really had to go and just as I sat down McKayla lunged to open the door.  I darted off the potty to stop her but couldn’t stop the flow of pee . . . I am pregnant.  So, I proceeded to pee all over the floor.  Mortified is the only word I can think of to describe that.  I cleaned it up with paper towels but I still had to tell another adult what I had done.  Ugh. Thankfully the doctor was very understanding . . . he can just add it to his list of crazy things that have happened at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-7770945702028036018?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/7770945702028036018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=7770945702028036018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7770945702028036018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7770945702028036018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/04/thursday-april-23-2009.html' title='Thursday, April 23, 2009'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-8068957253426482974</id><published>2009-04-21T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:39:52.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have I been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some of you may have been wondering what happened to me since I haven't posted anything for several weeks. We've definitely been busy lately and tired! It's way past my bedtime but here are a few pictures from Easter Weekend. All the pictures loaded in the reverse order (if anyone knows any secrets for fixing that I'd love to know!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6byFLbbWI/AAAAAAAAAJw/zWCc5Cv2oFw/s1600-h/04+12+09_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327366693911752034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6byFLbbWI/AAAAAAAAAJw/zWCc5Cv2oFw/s400/04+12+09_0035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Easter evening we took the kids to the park to play and run off some of the sugar they ate. McKayla loves to hang from the monkey bars but she hates to drop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6bxkoRuFI/AAAAAAAAAJo/HuSsHunwah8/s1600-h/04+12+09_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327366685174380626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6bxkoRuFI/AAAAAAAAAJo/HuSsHunwah8/s400/04+12+09_0039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Here's Becks on the slide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6bxXeVEWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/V8lYq4OUX2I/s1600-h/04+12+09_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327366681642996066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6bxXeVEWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/V8lYq4OUX2I/s400/04+12+09_0030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; McKayla's favorite thing to do is swing, swing, swing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6aygPYBqI/AAAAAAAAAJY/jhsGGT4sMUo/s1600-h/04+12+09_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327365601664435874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6aygPYBqI/AAAAAAAAAJY/jhsGGT4sMUo/s400/04+12+09_0034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just love this picture of Beckham on the toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6ayY9ZGZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Mrg1epPXIU8/s1600-h/04+12+09_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327365599709960594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6ayY9ZGZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Mrg1epPXIU8/s400/04+12+09_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; After church we had quite the ordeal getting the kids to take pictures in their nice Easter clothes. Thanks mom . . . they looked adorable despite these horrible pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6ayBz6QeI/AAAAAAAAAJI/2L2-UgSYnAM/s1600-h/04+12+09_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327365593496175074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6ayBz6QeI/AAAAAAAAAJI/2L2-UgSYnAM/s400/04+12+09_0020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Mommy, McKayla and Beckham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6ax6gIw6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/bWhYWfUDpEs/s1600-h/04+12+09_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327365591534191522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6ax6gIw6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/bWhYWfUDpEs/s400/04+12+09_0018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kayla Sue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6axZrgKAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/t1mZjNW0xns/s1600-h/04+11+09_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327365582723491842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6axZrgKAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/t1mZjNW0xns/s400/04+11+09_0060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; McKayla pretty much dominated the entire egg race on Saturday afternoon and she loved sorting through her loot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6ZaWNDaGI/AAAAAAAAAIw/gQyTeaC8Z5M/s1600-h/04+11+09_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327364087141853282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6ZaWNDaGI/AAAAAAAAAIw/gQyTeaC8Z5M/s400/04+11+09_0051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Beckham and Aiden looking for eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6ZaAmoKEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8LO1gclN1KY/s1600-h/04+11+09_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327364081343539266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6ZaAmoKEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8LO1gclN1KY/s400/04+11+09_0047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Beckham just getting started looking for eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6ZZyxF4-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/HavrpQSKKMI/s1600-h/04+11+09_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327364077629334498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6ZZyxF4-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/HavrpQSKKMI/s400/04+11+09_0041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Beckham, Sadie, Aiden and McKayla all waiting for the egg hunt to begin. You know, I feel really blessed. I wanted to do Easter dinner and most of the celebrating on Saturday this year so that Sunday would be more focused on the Savior and so that I wouldn't be in the kitchen all day. The weather was supposed to be rainy but it was absolutely beautiful all afternoon. When our friends went home . . . it started to rain. Coincidence, I think not. We had a fabulous ham and lots of other great food. Sunday we just enjoyed the leftovers. It was a great Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6ZZiUN4JI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WU2Nv9n9XHw/s1600-h/04+10+09_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327364073213255826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6ZZiUN4JI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WU2Nv9n9XHw/s400/04+10+09_0070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Friday, April 11th. I tried dying eggs with my kids. After 4 cracked eggs I decided to color the eggs and let the kids eat the broken ones. McKayla was afraid to touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6ZZdgP1iI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/bMyUaNnsZZo/s1600-h/04+10+09_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327364071921538594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6ZZdgP1iI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/bMyUaNnsZZo/s400/04+10+09_0069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Beckham took a big old bite, didn't like it and continued to destroy his egg. He squished it and threw it all over the floor. Good times! I'll try to write more soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-8068957253426482974?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/8068957253426482974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=8068957253426482974' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/8068957253426482974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/8068957253426482974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have I been?'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/Se6byFLbbWI/AAAAAAAAAJw/zWCc5Cv2oFw/s72-c/04+12+09_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-1094908677118789766</id><published>2009-03-31T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T14:02:17.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who says Bribery isn't healthy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Two weeks ago, Lonnie and I went to a Home and Family Conference at BYU-I.  In one of the classes we took, the teacher talked about not bribing our children.  Well, I'm sure he had good reasons for that and scientific data to prove it but . . . McKayla has been doing awesome at going pee in the potty but poops her pants everyday.  So, this morning we went to the Dollar Store and bought 5 new toys that she could only have when she went poop in the potty.  Well, not less than 15 minutes ago she looked like she needed to go.  I reminded her that she'd get a toy if she went in the potty.  She thought about it, walked over to her chair and went #2.  She was so excited to pick a toy . . . she chose her princess pom-poms.  She has been running around the house playing with them ever since.  I love bribery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-1094908677118789766?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/1094908677118789766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=1094908677118789766' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1094908677118789766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1094908677118789766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-says-bribery-isnt-healthy.html' title='Who says Bribery isn&apos;t healthy?'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-2859163515263657510</id><published>2009-03-30T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T19:27:34.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beckham</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last year for my birthday Lonnie gave me a Willow statue of a woman holding a baby.  It was titled "My Little Angel" and was supposed to represent Beckham.  I've always thought of Beckham as my little angel and he lives up to his title.  Sure he's becoming more adventurous and asserting his little toddler will to make mischief.  But, overall he's just a little joy.  He eats with a spoon and will help you put toys away.  He's mellow and funny.  He loves to dance and laugh and watch Shaun the Sheep.  He's a snuggler and the sweetest little guy I could have asked for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-2859163515263657510?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/2859163515263657510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=2859163515263657510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/2859163515263657510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/2859163515263657510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/03/beckham.html' title='Beckham'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-5962663638442758866</id><published>2009-03-24T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:44:14.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming in October</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/ScmaDWAp3XI/AAAAAAAAAIE/74-RFnspaW4/s1600-h/ultrasound_1of1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316950217326189938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/ScmaDWAp3XI/AAAAAAAAAIE/74-RFnspaW4/s400/ultrasound_1of1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, my little secret is mostly out of the bag. So, for those who don't know . . . I'm expecting our 3rd baby. We had our first appointment yesterday and I am due on October 27th. Yeah. Here is our little gummy bear for your viewing pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-5962663638442758866?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/5962663638442758866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=5962663638442758866' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5962663638442758866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5962663638442758866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/03/coming-in-october.html' title='Coming in October'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/ScmaDWAp3XI/AAAAAAAAAIE/74-RFnspaW4/s72-c/ultrasound_1of1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-822778723760516932</id><published>2009-03-19T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:54:07.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Cell Phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello all!  I just got a new cell phone number.  I've been trying to spread the word but . . . it's hard to contact everyone.  So, if I've neglected to send you the number, please leave me a comment and I will send it to you privately. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-822778723760516932?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/822778723760516932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=822778723760516932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/822778723760516932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/822778723760516932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-cell-phone.html' title='New Cell Phone'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-7984444726515752162</id><published>2009-03-16T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:46:30.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pee &amp; Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I'd just like to thank everyone who has given me ideas to help with potty training.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McKayla&lt;/span&gt; is doing better.  Today she peed in the potty three times and only twice on the floor.  She's walking around the apartment in her "special pairs" of undies which she mostly doesn't like unless I ask her to take them off to sit on her potty.  At that point, she will do most anything to keep them on.  She is very strong willed.  I've learned that she is motivated by big girl drinks like Capri Sun and juice boxes, as well as, privileges such as going outside, ABC time on the computer, helping mommy make dinner or riding around on daddy like a cowgirl.  She despises sitting on the potty but always looks so pleased when she actually goes in the right place.  Go figure.  I am looking forward to the day when I know she is really fully trained.  I feel so tense all the time wondering if she needs to go.  I am even dreaming of potty training.  I wake myself up yelling, "Oh, not there!" or "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;McKayla&lt;/span&gt;, you did it!"  I don't really think that's a fair reward for working so hard to help my child become a big person.  Dreams should be saved for more relaxing things like sitting on the beach or eating really fattening brownies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-7984444726515752162?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/7984444726515752162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=7984444726515752162' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7984444726515752162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7984444726515752162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/03/pee-progress.html' title='Pee &amp; Progress'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-7035555771040170715</id><published>2009-03-11T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:10:43.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I'm tired of all the poop and am attempting to potty train McKayla. So far, I am failing miserably. I bought her candy and pullups a few days ago. Then I tried putting her on the potty every 20 minutes or so. She managed to only go to the bathroom inbetween sitting on the potty. So, yesterday I went and bought underwear and decided that diapers/pullups would only be for sleeping. Well, yesterday she only went to the bathroom twice . . . stage fright? And both of those times were in a pullup in preparation for sleeping. Aaagh! So, today has been more exciting if nothing else. She peed on the bed, she peed on me, she pooped in her undies and peed in her pullup. She won't even attempt to go on the potty and she is above bribery. Help! Does anyone have any ideas to help me, 'cause I obviously missed the memo about how to successfully potty train your child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-7035555771040170715?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/7035555771040170715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=7035555771040170715' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7035555771040170715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7035555771040170715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/03/potty-training.html' title='Potty Training'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-6704775174164421154</id><published>2009-03-05T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T19:10:14.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Poop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, the poop saga continues (see below if you missed yesterday's blog).  McKayla is on a new medicine to help her sleep through the night.  It's been working pretty well and she's even slept through the entire night a few times in the last night.  However, it also makes her a little grumpier in the daytime and leaves her with absolutely no desire to nap during the day.  Today I tried something new . . . quiet time.  It set up our portable DVD player in the bedroom, tucked her into my bed with some books and told her I'd be back in an hour.  In retrospect, I should have kept the baby monitor on but I was enjoying the quiet to read my scriptures, do a little email and some family history research.  I heard a few noises in the room but overall I thought she did pretty well.  Boy was I mistaken.  My room was thrashed.  She took out all the tissues from the tissue box, dumped all the books on the floor and took off her diaper on my bed.  Now, taking off the diaper wouldn't be so bad except that it was filled with poop.  There it was . . . a giant log on my sheets. YUCK!!!!!  I'm getting really sick of poop.  I really hope I have nothing to report about poop tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-6704775174164421154?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/6704775174164421154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=6704775174164421154' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6704775174164421154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6704775174164421154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-poop.html' title='More Poop'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-2457715095608325483</id><published>2009-03-04T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:55:18.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, my kids love to take all the books off of the bookshelf and look at the pictures.  It's not my favorite to clean it up afterward but at least they're having fun.  Well, today they pulled everything out and were sitting quietly playing together on a pile of books.  I was just about to take advantage of the quiet to make lunch when I realized that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McKayla&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Beckham&lt;/span&gt; were laughing hysterically.  I walked into the room to check on them and found that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;McKayla&lt;/span&gt; was painting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Beckham's&lt;/span&gt; face like an Indian . . . with poop from her diaper.  There were big globs hanging from his forehead,nose and chin.  There was a big smear on the rocking chair and their clothes were covered.  The books were equally defiled.  YUCK!  I hurried to get them into the bathroom for a bath when I saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Beckham&lt;/span&gt; put a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fingerfull&lt;/span&gt; in his mouth.  I nearly puked.  I spent the next little while bathing the kids, scrubbing the chair cushion, doing laundry and putting all the books away after scrubbing off any lingering poo.  Ewww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-2457715095608325483?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/2457715095608325483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=2457715095608325483' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/2457715095608325483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/2457715095608325483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/03/poop.html' title='Poop'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-599209460423074650</id><published>2009-02-15T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T17:36:07.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All She Wants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.scientificillustrator.com/art/wildlife/mouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 664px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.scientificillustrator.com/art/wildlife/mouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, McKayla is a funny little girl. Her birthday is coming up but so far all she wants are things that I simply cannot give her at this time in her life or possibly ever. For example, since she was a baby she has been fascinated by the mole on my neck. Now she likes to touch it, ask, "What's that?" and then tell me that she wants one, too. She usually asks several times a day. The 2nd thing she really wants is a bra. Yep. I keep trying to tell her that she will get one someday she just needs to grow a little. Unfortunately by the time she actually gets her own bra she probably won't be so excited! Life just isn't fair. Her final request is a tail. I'm sure it seems like a realistic request considering lots of her favorite things have tails . . . dogs, cats, lambs, mice and even Toodee from Yo, Gabba Gabba. No matter how many times she asks, I'm not getting her a tail. She'll thank me for that one later I'm sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-599209460423074650?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/599209460423074650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=599209460423074650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/599209460423074650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/599209460423074650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-she-wants.html' title='All She Wants'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-217232922209904969</id><published>2009-02-08T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:21:04.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flickr Photos</title><content type='html'>I just added a ton of pics to flickr.  You can click on the link to the right to see them.  Hope you enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-217232922209904969?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/217232922209904969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=217232922209904969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/217232922209904969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/217232922209904969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/02/flickr-photos.html' title='Flickr Photos'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-5098990754084710877</id><published>2009-02-02T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:14:16.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Binki</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, McKayla has had a binki forever . . . almost 3 years now. It's been her friend, her companion, her stress reliever and chew toy. Well, last week at Walmart I determined that I was not going to buy anymore binkies after the new pack in my hands got lost or destroyed. It took a mere 2 days after opening the new pack for her to chew holes in both of them. So, Sunday morning I cut the tips off of both binks and told her that they were broken. Mean, I know, but I was having a hard time keeping a straight face while I looked at her. She looked so confused, so concerned. She turned it over and around and then tried to suck on it. She was not impressed with the broken binki and threw it on the floor. Every once in a while she picks it up to check if it is still broken. Thankfully, she has been coping remarkably well without them. I did feel a twinge of guilt today at Walmart when she kept looking wistfully toward the baby section. She knows where binkies live. I know she tought we went there to get new ones. Oh, well . . . I didn't feel that much guilt! There is a light at the end of the binki free tunnel. I can almost taste the freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-5098990754084710877?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/5098990754084710877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=5098990754084710877' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5098990754084710877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/5098990754084710877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/02/binki.html' title='The Binki'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-6106482568169619628</id><published>2009-01-31T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:19:46.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jill's 25 Random Things</title><content type='html'>So, there's this thing going around Facebook called "25 Random Things About Me" and it was actually pretty fun to type up so I thought I'd share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - The most beautiful thing I have ever seen was a fenced off garden in the middle of a very scary neighborhood in Russia.&lt;br /&gt;2 - I love cookies.&lt;br /&gt;3 - My middle name is Suzanne just like my Grandma and just about every other first born daughter in my family.&lt;br /&gt;4 - St. Patrick's Day is a very important holiday in my house . . . who'd of thought with a last name like McGill.&lt;br /&gt;5 - Sometimes people ask me if I ever realized that my name rhymes . . . hmm, I guessed I missed that one.&lt;br /&gt;6 - My husband has enough Samoan blood to claim that he is a Pacific Islander but he is tall, thin and has blue eyes and blonde hair. Go figure?&lt;br /&gt;7 - I am proud of myself for the time I spent working for JP Morgan Chase. That job seemed to validate all the time I put into my education even though I studied linguistics and not finance or business.&lt;br /&gt;8 - My all time favorite movie is My Big Fat Greek Wedding. I watched it so many times that one day my husband came home with some chic flicks just so I'd have some other options. I still watch my favorite the majority of the time.&lt;br /&gt;9 - I really don't like lima beans.&lt;br /&gt;10 - My first kiss was like something you read in a fairytale . . . Perfect!&lt;br /&gt;11 - One of my dreams in life is to go on a cruise.&lt;br /&gt;12 - I love waterskiing and iceskating.&lt;br /&gt;12 (again!) - As a kid I had horrible nightmares. I also thought that there were monsters under my bed. The only way I could go to sleep was to imagine that the monsters would eat my sister first because she was on the bottom bunk. Sorry Carrie.&lt;br /&gt;13 - I am a bit "Monkish". Translation - everything I do is organized.&lt;br /&gt;14 - I play the violin and I used to be pretty good, but it terrifies me to play in public. Ironically, I love singing and speaking in public.&lt;br /&gt;15 - I've always been afraid of making mistakes. Sometimes I was so afraid that I didn't seek out my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;16 - I'm a great cook.&lt;br /&gt;17 - My mom is my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;18 - I love floral design . . . especially weddings. I really miss that creative outlet.&lt;br /&gt;19 - I am amazed at how difficult it is to be a good mom. It takes everything I have to give and then some.&lt;br /&gt;20 - I had a lamb in 4H and sold it at the fair to buy a 10 speed when I was 10.&lt;br /&gt;21 - I have always wanted to go to beauty school and intend on going some day.&lt;br /&gt;22 - I learned to feel and be confident in my own skin around age 25.&lt;br /&gt;23 - I can't believe I'm almost 30 and I feel excited for what the next 10 years have to offer.&lt;br /&gt;24 - I love and appreciate all of my siblings and my parents. I think that is very rare.&lt;br /&gt;25 - Don't make me laugh too hard or you might get a puddle on the floor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-6106482568169619628?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/6106482568169619628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=6106482568169619628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6106482568169619628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/6106482568169619628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/01/jills-25-random-things.html' title='Jill&apos;s 25 Random Things'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-1884977969196724635</id><published>2009-01-31T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:51:46.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonnie's 25 Random Things</title><content type='html'>25 Random Things About ME.&lt;br /&gt;1. I hate talking on phones but ironically I spent two years in a job talking on phones.&lt;br /&gt;2. I love reading about pirate history.&lt;br /&gt;3. I love Yo Gabba Gabba. I know that it's a kid's show.&lt;br /&gt;4. I used to drag race in the NHRA Jr. Dragster program, and I won every race.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sometimes people ask me if I know there was a famous soccer player that has the same name as my son Beckham.&lt;br /&gt;6. I once tried to impress a girl I liked by drinking salt.&lt;br /&gt;7. My middle name is Earl.&lt;br /&gt;8. I love eastern Europe.&lt;br /&gt;9. I have enough Samoan blood to claim pacific Islander on legal documents. My grandmother still lives with my clan the Galeai (pronounced Nally (like Wally) I) on Pago Pago.&lt;br /&gt;10. I used to play in a metal band.&lt;br /&gt;11. I actually write and play electronic music but as soon as I finish a song I delete it.&lt;br /&gt;12. I hate needles and spiders.&lt;br /&gt;13. I daydream about space.&lt;br /&gt;14. I like to run in circles while listening to music...... it helps me think.&lt;br /&gt;15. My daughter wishes she had a tail and frequently asks if she can have one.&lt;br /&gt;16. My favorite animal is the duckbilled platapus.&lt;br /&gt;17. I own every season of Alf, Dinosaurs, and Planet of the Apes the T.V. series.&lt;br /&gt;18. I am related to the drummer of the 80's band the Jets.&lt;br /&gt;19. I want to be a professor.&lt;br /&gt;20. Growing up I had a crush on Helen Hunt.&lt;br /&gt;21. I always had crushes on red heads but never dated one.&lt;br /&gt;22. Futbol is my favorite sport.&lt;br /&gt;23. My very first kiss was on a Disney ride.&lt;br /&gt;24. My wife is a year and a half older than me.&lt;br /&gt;25. My wife is the most beautiful girl in the world, that means all you other girls can only be................. did you guess? Yep 2nd best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-1884977969196724635?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/1884977969196724635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=1884977969196724635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1884977969196724635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1884977969196724635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/01/lonnies-25-random-things.html' title='Lonnie&apos;s 25 Random Things'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-7669735543361376391</id><published>2009-01-27T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:22:41.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little snow in Rexburg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, Saturday it snowed a lot here and after getting dressed for the day (and doing my hair), I decided to take my kids outside. Once we all had our boots, gloves, hats, coats and snowpants on (at least 30 minutes later) we went out into the cold. I attached a bungee cord to our little green sled and pulled the kids through the parking lot. It was hilarious to watch my kids. I was laughing so hard I could hardly see. I wish I could have taken some pictures. Luckily I did pull out my camera to get a shot of McKayla's snowman. I think he's pretty cute. It was a fun morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SX_WALzE_fI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KfFAPEcj_Jg/s1600-h/DSCF1399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296186985466363378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SX_WALzE_fI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KfFAPEcj_Jg/s400/DSCF1399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is me feeling really exhausted after running through the parking lot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SX_WACInD4I/AAAAAAAAAH0/zb6tzJlJJMg/s1600-h/DSCF1394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296186982872321922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SX_WACInD4I/AAAAAAAAAH0/zb6tzJlJJMg/s400/DSCF1394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beckham was very excited to go back inside where it was warm. He liked the sled the first time around the parking lot but then he became wary of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SX_V_taEOjI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Bc4g1SxkPLo/s1600-h/DSCF1392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296186977308391986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SX_V_taEOjI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Bc4g1SxkPLo/s400/DSCF1392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice McKayla doesn't even have her coat on anymore. Hey, at least I got her back out there to take the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-7669735543361376391?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/7669735543361376391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=7669735543361376391' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7669735543361376391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/7669735543361376391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-snow-in-rexburg.html' title='A little snow in Rexburg'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SX_WALzE_fI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KfFAPEcj_Jg/s72-c/DSCF1399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-3775530867409605884</id><published>2009-01-20T19:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:07:30.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>Well, this is my first official post of the New Year.  I'm not keeping up very well.  Actually, I am just starting to feel like my life is getting back in order after the last 6 months of bouncing from place to place.  We have gotten rid of a lot of excess stuff and as a result actually fit in our apartment.  I guess less really is more.  I think the kids are starting to feel at home here as well.  They are both sleeping better and that is a blessing better than all the money in the world.  Lonnie is studying like crazy and working for one of his professors.  I am babysitting in the afternoon in my own apartment to earn a little extra cash.  I much prefer this to working at the gym.  It's nice to get my laundry done and fix dinner while playing with a few extra kids.  I don't feel so stressed out babysitting like I did at the gym.  McKayla will be starting preschool next week and she is very excited . . . so am I!  Beckham is his happy-go-lucky self, but I can sense he is quickly changing.  He is discovering his agency and doesn't always listen to mommy any more.  For example, he thinks it's fun to eat things out of the garbage and hide McKayla's binki.  They make each other laugh constantly . . . especially at the dinner table while throwing food on the floor.  I could give the karate kid a run for his money with my washcloth and my wax on and wax off cleaning up the mess.  Oh, well. Gotta run for now.  More to come soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-3775530867409605884?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/3775530867409605884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=3775530867409605884' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/3775530867409605884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/3775530867409605884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-4042938414941845328</id><published>2008-12-28T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:04:21.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few pics from the delinquent blogger . . .</title><content type='html'>So, I haven't written anything for several weeks . . . actually, I haven't written the entire time we've been in WA. It's difficult to get much screen time in this house. Oh, well. I thought I'd post a few pics for tonight.  Hopefully, I'll get to Beckham's first birthday and Christmas in the next few days before we head back to Rexburg . . . brrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SVhXqehUGJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/M7pjweTityM/s1600-h/11-28-08+Sleeping+on+the+drive+up+to+WA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SVhXqehUGJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/M7pjweTityM/s400/11-28-08+Sleeping+on+the+drive+up+to+WA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285070549978192018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;11-28-08 Kids sleeping in the back seat.  They kept holding hands.  It was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SVhYPX9N6UI/AAAAAAAAAHc/nuMO0Q53BHU/s1600-h/12-10-08+Beckham+loves+his+spaghetti+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SVhYPX9N6UI/AAAAAAAAAHc/nuMO0Q53BHU/s400/12-10-08+Beckham+loves+his+spaghetti+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285071183871338818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;12-10-08 Beckham loves spaghetti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SVhXrmqu1NI/AAAAAAAAAHE/z4S6gkniMoU/s1600-h/12-6-08+Mommy%27s+sweatshirt+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SVhXrmqu1NI/AAAAAAAAAHE/z4S6gkniMoU/s400/12-6-08+Mommy%27s+sweatshirt+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285070569345045714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;12-6-08 Beckham was sleeping in the room where McKayla's coat was hanging so we improvised with my sweatshirt.  It was just a tad too big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SVhXrWMwcrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/0rz1ke4VcUU/s1600-h/12-4-08+McKayla+gets+her+ears+pierced+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SVhXrWMwcrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/0rz1ke4VcUU/s400/12-4-08+McKayla+gets+her+ears+pierced+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285070564924355250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;12-4-08 McKayla celebrated getting earrings with a big fat chocolate sundae from Dairy Queen.  She thought she was pretty hot stuff.  Later that day she took one of the earrings out and I had to repierce it myself.  Ew.  She wasn't too happy about that either.  Since then she's been good about keeping them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SVhXq3L283I/AAAAAAAAAG0/bc-PBNYuv3g/s1600-h/11-29-08+Kids+holding+hands+in+the+backseat+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-4042938414941845328?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/4042938414941845328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=4042938414941845328' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4042938414941845328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4042938414941845328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2008/12/few-pics-from-delinquent-blogger.html' title='A few pics from the delinquent blogger . . .'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SVhXqehUGJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/M7pjweTityM/s72-c/11-28-08+Sleeping+on+the+drive+up+to+WA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-8326547382550778972</id><published>2008-11-20T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:17:54.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flickr</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I just added a TON of pictures to our flickr account.  Feel free to check 'em out at the link to the right.  I think I've maxed out on the number of pictures I can add and I still have a bunch more.  Oh, well.  That'll give me something to do next month, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-8326547382550778972?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/8326547382550778972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=8326547382550778972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/8326547382550778972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/8326547382550778972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2008/11/flickr.html' title='Flickr'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-4008872405521828964</id><published>2008-11-10T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:54:49.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proposition 8 - Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My thoughts about Prop 8 have been rolling around in my mind for several days now. I’m not the type of person who usually gets involved in this kind of issue. I’d rather sit on the sidelines and let the world go by. I’ve always been afraid of offending others or being labeled judgmental. I’ve been trying to get my thoughts about gay marriage written out as politically correct as possible, but I’ve finally decided to write this the way I actually feel about it. I apologize in advance to those who choose to be offended. With that said, I am glad that traditional marriage passed. I only wish it would have passed by a larger margin. For me, marriage was instituted by God and defined as a union between a man and a woman for the purpose of companionship and populating the earth. The need for companionship can be filled in a lot of different ways but creating life requires a male and a female. Not only that, sexual powers are God given and only to be used within the bonds of marriage. I realize that the majority of people don’t live that way, but God’s laws don’t change just because we don’t follow them. I say leave marriage alone; it’s sacred and not ours to change. I have many homosexual friends and they are some of the kindest, funniest and most loving people I know. It’s not my place to tell them how to live. I can love them without agreeing with their lifestyle. If they choose to fulfill their need for companionship with someone of their own sex, so be it. Give them the legal rights concerning insurance, taxes, death, etc. that they seek but don’t change the definition of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see that our country is completely divided on this issue, but I would hope that people will cast their minds to the future. If gay marriage does pass someday, what comes next? Will we legalize threesomes, polygamy, incest, bestiality? With the door open to gay marriage, how could we then say no to these other types of unification? This thought leaves me feeling sick. We live in a society that would rather embrace immoral practices than stand up for what they believe to be true. People are so afraid of saying the wrong thing or being politically incorrect that they have lost the courage to stand up for what they believe in. Most people who live by moral principles are labeled as judgmental. However, the ability to make judgment is crucial to our well-being. We use our judgment every moment of our day as we choose what to eat, what to wear, who to associate with and all the other things we will or will not do. I am grateful to have judgment, to think, to reason, to act – to stand up for what I believe in. I’m tired of being labeled as hateful because I feel no hate. I just want to know that my right to believe in traditional marriage is protected. I don’t think my little letter will change the world, and I didn’t write it to start a fight. I just hope it makes people think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-4008872405521828964?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/4008872405521828964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=4008872405521828964' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4008872405521828964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/4008872405521828964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2008/11/proposition-8-marriage.html' title='Proposition 8 - Marriage'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-672652117080015227</id><published>2008-11-04T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:43:34.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doggies and Goats</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beckham is obsessed with the doggie bed. Basically, the doggie bed is a giant, stinky pillow that's covered in dog hair. Often after giving him a bath, he crawls to the pillow and rolls all over it . . .YUCK! Oh, well. No matter how many times I pull him off, he crawls right back. He is also very fond of sneaking into the laundry room to eat the dog food. Friday night we went to our ward Halloween party. Beckham decided he needed a little pre-party appetizer. No matter how cute this picture is . . . imagine the smell of fish. Ew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SRJmxf73iiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/nTlRPa--n2M/s1600-h/10-24-08+Little+Lion+and+the+doggie+food+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265383914921757218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SRJmxf73iiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/nTlRPa--n2M/s400/10-24-08+Little+Lion+and+the+doggie+food+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 10-24-08 Yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SRJmwwUjpYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xYdskxWhqd8/s1600-h/10-24-08+Little+Lion+and+the+doggie+food.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265383902140409218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SRJmwwUjpYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xYdskxWhqd8/s400/10-24-08+Little+Lion+and+the+doggie+food.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 10-24-08 Rrroar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;McKayla's favorite thing to do in California is visit the neighbors goats. The first thing she says when she wakes up is, "Goats . . . outside?" Translated that's a request to go feed the goats. She could stand by the fence and feed them all day if I let her. She squeals with delight when they bleat, butt heads and put their hooves on the fence. Thankfully, the goats seem to love her as much as she loves them. As soon as a goat catches a glimpse of her, it starts bleating and runs across the field. That seems to signal all the others to stop whatever they are doing and join the race to get the first leaf. She giggles and laughs and slurs through her bink, "Goats . . . funny". I wish I could squeeze so much happiness out of something so simple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SRJmwp8Xg7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/UtDMcqtjMDQ/s1600-h/10-20-08+Goat+time+(16).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265383900428338098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SRJmwp8Xg7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/UtDMcqtjMDQ/s400/10-20-08+Goat+time+(16).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 10-20-08 Beckham, McKayla and Mama feeding the goats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SRJmwecPvXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/cuOEYTnZpRE/s1600-h/10-20-08+Goat+time+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265383897340820850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SRJmwecPvXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/cuOEYTnZpRE/s400/10-20-08+Goat+time+(8).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 10-20-08 Daddy and McKayla feed "Lamby" the white goat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SRJmvTh1zII/AAAAAAAAAFo/WyCgN2__sDU/s1600-h/10-20-08+Goat+time+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265383877231627394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SRJmvTh1zII/AAAAAAAAAFo/WyCgN2__sDU/s400/10-20-08+Goat+time+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 10-20-08 Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1723503958787187334-672652117080015227?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/672652117080015227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=672652117080015227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/672652117080015227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/672652117080015227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2008/11/goats-and-doggies.html' title='Doggies and Goats'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SRJmxf73iiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/nTlRPa--n2M/s72-c/10-24-08+Little+Lion+and+the+doggie+food+(3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-8498687612068373838</id><published>2008-10-27T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:46:16.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I just did an intense little work out to deal with some stress and then I did a cool down with a piece of cake and some blogging. I'm sure many of you can relate to this type of cool down. In my opinion the only reason to exercise is to justify dessert! I'm mostly kidding about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Any way, no need to delve into the stressors so let's talk about happier things. This past week I got a new calling (even though we'll only be here for another month) and I'll be helping with the Activity Day Girls. We are going to do an activity about journals. That should be fun and messy. No activity is complete without some glue, glitter and stickers! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;On Saturday we took the kids to Discovery Kingdom (formerly known as Marine World). I didn't take enough pictures which shouldn't surprise anyone but we had a lot of fun. Beckham fell in love with the penguins and McKayla got to feed a seal. We rode Thomas and ate really expensive, greasy food. Now that's the life. Lonnie was disappointed that we didn't get to ride any coasters, but I guess that gives us an excuse to go back in a few years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SRExsxmoysI/AAAAAAAAAFg/zCy5C3TbYhU/s1600-h/10-25-08+Penguins+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265044084672219842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SRExsxmoysI/AAAAAAAAAFg/zCy5C3TbYhU/s400/10-25-08+Penguins+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; 10-25-08 The kids LOVED the penguins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SRExsuir6hI/AAAAAAAAAFY/o-2xxKvgJCE/s1600-h/10-25-08+McKayla+and+Mommy+on+Harold+the+Helicopter.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265044083850340882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SRExsuir6hI/AAAAAAAAAFY/o-2xxKvgJCE/s400/10-25-08+McKayla+and+Mommy+on+Harold+the+Helicopter.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; 10-25-08 McKayla and Mommy ride on Harold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SRExsjKvvCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/X5_Gb33_MiU/s1600-h/10-25-08+Daddy+and+Bubs+on+Thomas.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265044080797137954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SRExsjKvvCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/X5_Gb33_MiU/s400/10-25-08+Daddy+and+Bubs+on+Thomas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; 10-25-08 Daddy and Bubs take a ride on Thomas the train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-8498687612068373838?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/8498687612068373838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=8498687612068373838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/8498687612068373838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/8498687612068373838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2008/10/ahhh.html' title='Ahhh!'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SRExsxmoysI/AAAAAAAAAFg/zCy5C3TbYhU/s72-c/10-25-08+Penguins+(3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-1863548540205642629</id><published>2008-10-15T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:51:12.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings in California</title><content type='html'>Well, as some of you know Lonnie and I intended to live in Washington while he's off track at BYU-I, but we ended up in California. We've talked a lot about why we're here now and there seem to be a lot of little blessings all around us. First of all, the blessing of work for Lonnie and for his step-dad. With a wedding coming up soon my in-laws needed contracts to pay for everything. It seems that just as we came to CA my father-in-law started getting more contracts than he knew what to do with. Secondly, there have been lots of opportunities to help family members here. We've gotten to know nieces and nephews better, help my sister-in-law move into a new house, be a shoulder to cry on, baby sit while my brother and sister-in-law work, work on projects around the house and even cut my brother-in-law's hair (btw . . . he's had dreds for the past 14 years and it took almost 5 hours of cutting and combing to leave him with a manageable hair cut). Another major blessing is that our kids haven't been sick once while we've been in transit.  I wouldn't really be able to take them to a doctor here since our medicaid is for WA.  Health is a huge blessing.  Finally, last night I got to help a lady who needed some gas money and it just made me feel good.  Like everyone, my testimony waivers at times and I wonder if I'm really on the right track. Then little miracles occur and they remind me that there is a purpose to life and the relationships we make.  I started this post nearly a week ago . . . so much for having more time on Sundays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-1863548540205642629?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/1863548540205642629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=1863548540205642629' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1863548540205642629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/1863548540205642629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2008/10/blessings-in-california.html' title='Blessings in California'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1723503958787187334.post-2856063746035868725</id><published>2008-10-05T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T20:31:55.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I blog on Sundays because I think I have more time on Sundays. I'm not really sure that's true but so far it's working out. This week I finished weaning Beckham. He had his last feeding Wednesday night. Thursday night Lonnie put him to bed for me while I was out. Lonnie said he kept looking around the room for me but eventually gave up and went to sleep. The hardest night for us was Friday. He threw a big fit going to bed, and I felt sick to my stomach that I was the cause of all his frustration. Thankfully, I didn't give in to the temptation to save him from his agony with a little sip of milk. He cried a little while longer and then it happened - he went to sleep! It feels great to have my body and my wardrobe back. No more lifting up my shirt day and night. No more outfit restrictions due to lack of access to the motherly goods. Freedom never felt so good. Beckham has taken to the formula remarkably well. There were a few days he didn't drink too much but each day gets better and better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lonnie is a wonderful husband and father. On Thursday night he volunteered to watch the kids and put them to sleep so that I could go to a class all about digital scrapbooking and blogging. What more can a wife ask for? The class I went to was very interesting and there are two more coming up. I can't say I know any knew tricks because that would require me to go to our teacher's blog and do some reading. However, I thought I would post her blog for anyone who's interested in doing a little reading. My teacher's name is Ann Kerr and she just taught a class at BYU Education Week. She knows her stuff.  &lt;a href="http://www.digitalhotspot.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.digitalhotspot.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are a few more pics just for fun. Until next Sunday . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SOmFThn_YvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/vyPGRYLbbj0/s1600-h/9-24-08+Bubble+Hairdo.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253877010794504946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SOmFThn_YvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/vyPGRYLbbj0/s400/9-24-08+Bubble+Hairdo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 9-24-08  I love your bubble 'do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SOmFToppZZI/AAAAAAAAAEw/RoKgv-hv5r8/s1600-h/9-26-08+Candy+Poster.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253877012680500626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SOmFToppZZI/AAAAAAAAAEw/RoKgv-hv5r8/s400/9-26-08+Candy+Poster.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 9-26-08  Lonnie's 28th Birthday Poster.  Pretty clever if I do say so myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SOmFTwqnN2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/3X6EFnYhL_I/s1600-h/9-27-08+Beckham+in+the+Bounce+House.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253877014832035682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SOmFTwqnN2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/3X6EFnYhL_I/s400/9-27-08+Beckham+in+the+Bounce+House.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9-27-08  We went to a huge birthday party and while the birthday boy opened his gifts, Beckham explored the bounce house and had a blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SOmFUGSb89I/AAAAAAAAAFA/6_KnN_quD48/s1600-h/9-28-08+Dress+up+time+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253877020636214226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SOmFUGSb89I/AAAAAAAAAFA/6_KnN_quD48/s400/9-28-08+Dress+up+time+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 9-28-08  Don't worry Beckham . . . some day you'll be as cool as me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SOmFUQyguBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pnPbyuc9b5Q/s1600-h/10-5-08+Beckham+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253877023455098898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SOmFUQyguBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pnPbyuc9b5Q/s400/10-5-08+Beckham+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 10-5-08 Beckham loves to crawl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1723503958787187334-2856063746035868725?l=jillmcgill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/feeds/2856063746035868725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1723503958787187334&amp;postID=2856063746035868725' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/2856063746035868725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1723503958787187334/posts/default/2856063746035868725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jillmcgill.blogspot.com/2008/10/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Jill and Lonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04805086363622873122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SSZJJXxlX4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/fduSy4Dq15c/S220/8-29-08+Mommy+and+Bubsy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0q9pgV003Vo/SOmFThn_YvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/vyPGRYLbbj0/s72-c/9-24-08+Bubble+Hairdo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
