<?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-7442279895235573836</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:24:11.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Yenchik Family Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>The life and times of Joe, Sarah, Jacob and Emma</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-8168130641402869967</id><published>2010-06-12T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T15:10:09.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob attempts a two-wheeler...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jacob has been asking for months to get his training wheels off of his bike. Today, we finally did it. It was just too cute to see our little buddy riding his big boy bike with no training wheels. We are the proudest mama and daddy EVAR!! ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-290e45b5d689d489" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D290e45b5d689d489%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331268084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F79E675B09AB4B3B8917755563EF549E94CD2E6.1FB98507009A813058C806B0559B2E18AA1C9713%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D290e45b5d689d489%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyzIka702kkdmA6ollzGXe3pQc0M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D290e45b5d689d489%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331268084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F79E675B09AB4B3B8917755563EF549E94CD2E6.1FB98507009A813058C806B0559B2E18AA1C9713%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D290e45b5d689d489%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyzIka702kkdmA6ollzGXe3pQc0M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482006499096207794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TBP_3bMDIbI/AAAAAAAAB7E/463e71O3Z1Y/s400/IMG_3680.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boo was riding her tricycle but the appeal of a sucker was just too much so she sat and watched for a while. &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/_SbJD78syqpw/TBP_fkbxa3I/AAAAAAAAB68/vceINYrLPW0/s1600/IMG_3691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482006089261214578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TBP_fkbxa3I/AAAAAAAAB68/vceINYrLPW0/s400/IMG_3691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First nice day and he had to wear jeans (at least we didn't have him in knee pads and elbow pads).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TBP_fO-PACI/AAAAAAAAB60/XH0vb_DYbDg/s1600/IMG_3694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482006083500179490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TBP_fO-PACI/AAAAAAAAB60/XH0vb_DYbDg/s400/IMG_3694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little sticky princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TBP_ebJXglI/AAAAAAAAB6s/hIoMVG6ymK8/s1600/IMG_3695b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482006069588230738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TBP_ebJXglI/AAAAAAAAB6s/hIoMVG6ymK8/s400/IMG_3695b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There he goes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TBP_eI0ts5I/AAAAAAAAB6k/P48I9DBGhLs/s1600/IMG_3696b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482006064669766546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TBP_eI0ts5I/AAAAAAAAB6k/P48I9DBGhLs/s400/IMG_3696b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just as happy as can be!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TBP_dQ-JwlI/AAAAAAAAB6c/816nIRR6Pv0/s1600/IMG_3697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482006049676968530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TBP_dQ-JwlI/AAAAAAAAB6c/816nIRR6Pv0/s400/IMG_3697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are so proud of you, Jacob!!!! XOXOXOXOXOXXOXOXOXO&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/7442279895235573836-8168130641402869967?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8168130641402869967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=8168130641402869967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/8168130641402869967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/8168130641402869967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/jacob-attempts-two-wheeler.html' title='Jacob attempts a two-wheeler...'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TBP_3bMDIbI/AAAAAAAAB7E/463e71O3Z1Y/s72-c/IMG_3680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-5290965120316141898</id><published>2010-05-31T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T22:44:04.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob's First TRIATHLON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yep! You read that correctly! Jacob did his very first triathlon today! He has been training for weeks now and was so excited for this day to come! He continually asked us if his race was tomorrow and he finally made it today! The Heart of the Valley Kids "Tri-it" Triathlon consisted of a 25 yard swim, a 1/4 mile bike ride, and finished off with a 300 yard run. Let me just tell you, I don't know if you could find a happier little boy or parents that were more proud and happy than we were today!! All that mattered was that he finished the race and had a great time, and he did both. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477656686928097298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TASLvCHkcBI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/koNSR1Gho_w/s400/IMG_3570.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy was pumping up Jacob's tires getting them all ready for the race...Jacob was so excited he just wanted to sit and pretend that he was in the race already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TASLu8WuSbI/AAAAAAAAB6I/WnpY-eTb2lI/s1600/IMG_3571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477656685381044658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TASLu8WuSbI/AAAAAAAAB6I/WnpY-eTb2lI/s400/IMG_3571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My happy little triathlete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TASLuUssCwI/AAAAAAAAB6A/IaHviOkppck/s1600/IMG_3573b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477656674735753986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TASLuUssCwI/AAAAAAAAB6A/IaHviOkppck/s400/IMG_3573b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr. Cool was showing off his race numbers that daddy had to write on his calf, and we added the arm because that's what daddy does for his races. JJ was still excited, but he had let us know a few times already, "Um, I'm excited, but I'm a little scared." We kept telling him he was going to be just fine! Just have fun! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TASLt0LNfTI/AAAAAAAAB54/Gdp83Qib6Qo/s1600/IMG_3581b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477656666005404978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TASLt0LNfTI/AAAAAAAAB54/Gdp83Qib6Qo/s400/IMG_3581b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once he put these goggles on, he pretty much didn't take them off. He was so happy to get in his race gear like the rest of the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARFP4r2WuI/AAAAAAAAB5s/ssxlMQx5mNk/s1600/IMG_3582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477579186006022882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARFP4r2WuI/AAAAAAAAB5s/ssxlMQx5mNk/s400/IMG_3582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob's own personal cheering section, minus me (I was taking the picture), the May family (they showed up shortly after the picture was taken), and Paul and Caleb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARFPjVUpUI/AAAAAAAAB5k/hjI5nlmISss/s1600/IMG_3585b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477579180274394434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARFPjVUpUI/AAAAAAAAB5k/hjI5nlmISss/s400/IMG_3585b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He became my little snuggle bug and kept giving me kisses and holding on as tight as possible. I think it was just nerves, but I'll take it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARFPKPEffI/AAAAAAAAB5c/nlHgsSmGnWM/s1600/IMG_3586b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477579173537283570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARFPKPEffI/AAAAAAAAB5c/nlHgsSmGnWM/s400/IMG_3586b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opa was a proud great grandpa today yelling, "Atta way to go, Yenchik!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARFO6ekvDI/AAAAAAAAB5U/c4RzPrk2bLU/s1600/IMG_3587b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477579169307343922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARFO6ekvDI/AAAAAAAAB5U/c4RzPrk2bLU/s400/IMG_3587b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ty surprised Jacob and came to his race. I thought Jacob's little heart was going to burst with joy when he saw his buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARFOeDcOxI/AAAAAAAAB5M/AUM_spRsEgg/s1600/IMG_3592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477579161677347602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARFOeDcOxI/AAAAAAAAB5M/AUM_spRsEgg/s400/IMG_3592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It took some coercing, but finally Jacob went and sat with the other racers without his mama and daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAREJJJTEzI/AAAAAAAAB5A/IN677YB4__8/s1600/IMG_3593b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477577970653795122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAREJJJTEzI/AAAAAAAAB5A/IN677YB4__8/s400/IMG_3593b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Give Boo a sucker and she's a happy girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAREIZQ2xVI/AAAAAAAAB4w/CR-gic4xqgM/s1600/IMG_3594b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477577957800592722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAREIZQ2xVI/AAAAAAAAB4w/CR-gic4xqgM/s400/IMG_3594b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They were asking the kids who could swim without stopping and putting them into the lane lines accordingly. Of course, all of the kids, Jacob included, raised their hands to say they could swim the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAREH1lUlVI/AAAAAAAAB4o/5rIWvNRqdvE/s1600/IMG_3595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477577948222756178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAREH1lUlVI/AAAAAAAAB4o/5rIWvNRqdvE/s400/IMG_3595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They were receiving instructions to enjoy themselves, it's not about being the fastest, but as long as everyone finishes and no one gets hurt, that's all that matters. Jacob took this bit of information to heart. He had a GREAT time! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAREHnBrVnI/AAAAAAAAB4g/6_Fswexegcw/s1600/IMG_3598b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477577944315156082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAREHnBrVnI/AAAAAAAAB4g/6_Fswexegcw/s400/IMG_3598b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't think he meant to strike a pose for me, but I still thought it was pretty cute how it turned out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARDOXHdvZI/AAAAAAAAB4U/d__3ecqJpAM/s1600/IMG_3604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477576960791920018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARDOXHdvZI/AAAAAAAAB4U/d__3ecqJpAM/s400/IMG_3604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls got to go first, and the boys were going to start 10 seconds later. So what was supposed to happen was that the boys were to get into the water as soon as the girls took off...but JJ seemed to miss that memo. He was just happy to be sticking his legs in the water with the other kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARDOEyrfxI/AAAAAAAAB4M/N9piH2WP2bU/s1600/IMG_3605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477576955872902930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARDOEyrfxI/AAAAAAAAB4M/N9piH2WP2bU/s400/IMG_3605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys race started and it took him a bit to get started. But that's okay! He had a great cheering section encouraging him every bit of the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARDNmzmVdI/AAAAAAAAB4E/4vXmYq-ORzY/s1600/IMG_3607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477576947823695314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARDNmzmVdI/AAAAAAAAB4E/4vXmYq-ORzY/s400/IMG_3607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little buddy swimming his heart out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARDNUKzATI/AAAAAAAAB38/0NKk8ZHV5vs/s1600/IMG_3609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477576942820720946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARDNUKzATI/AAAAAAAAB38/0NKk8ZHV5vs/s400/IMG_3609.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and stopping to smile at us...or occasionally he stopped to splash us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARDM6nRv7I/AAAAAAAAB30/aKcKuYIlJfM/s1600/IMG_3611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477576935960854450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARDM6nRv7I/AAAAAAAAB30/aKcKuYIlJfM/s400/IMG_3611.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and back to swimming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARADChjVzI/AAAAAAAAB3g/109xkf-yOvk/s1600/IMG_3620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477573467750750002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARADChjVzI/AAAAAAAAB3g/109xkf-yOvk/s400/IMG_3620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Almost done buddy!! He was SO cute!! When he got to the end of the pool, he stopped and looked around at all of us that were cheering him on. We had to tell him, "Keep going, kiddo! You have to get on your bike! You can do it, buddy!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARAChBBpHI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/ZEb0VPcPYDs/s1600/IMG_3621b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477573458755953778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARAChBBpHI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/ZEb0VPcPYDs/s400/IMG_3621b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Paul cheering Jacob on. He was high-fiving people and having a good ol' time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARACQngGzI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/DkfdtyIsnjY/s1600/IMG_3622b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477573454353931058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARACQngGzI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/DkfdtyIsnjY/s400/IMG_3622b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Technically, parents weren't allowed in the transition area, but with Jacob being the youngest competitor, Joe still went in with him. The sweet kid is learning to tie his shoes, but he's just not there yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARACHzhUBI/AAAAAAAAB3I/j5wLz5LCmiM/s1600/IMG_3624b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477573451988422674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TARACHzhUBI/AAAAAAAAB3I/j5wLz5LCmiM/s400/IMG_3624b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our buff little buddy. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ-S7K3djI/AAAAAAAAB28/RoFFwIpfvU4/s1600/IMG_3626b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477571541631202866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ-S7K3djI/AAAAAAAAB28/RoFFwIpfvU4/s400/IMG_3626b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And so handsome! He gets it from his daddy. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ-Sbn-zUI/AAAAAAAAB20/21GlI91DpQs/s1600/IMG_3627b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477571533163384130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ-Sbn-zUI/AAAAAAAAB20/21GlI91DpQs/s400/IMG_3627b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking off for the bike portion of the race. You can see that Joe is just as much of a cheerleader as I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ-SGEBxJI/AAAAAAAAB2s/wSHhBymqvl4/s1600/IMG_3628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477571527375438994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ-SGEBxJI/AAAAAAAAB2s/wSHhBymqvl4/s400/IMG_3628.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was so calm, cool and collected walking with his bike through the transition area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ-RgLssrI/AAAAAAAAB2k/tY0Tx1C_oak/s1600/IMG_3629b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477571517207065266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ-RgLssrI/AAAAAAAAB2k/tY0Tx1C_oak/s400/IMG_3629b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oy. I can't believe he's old enough to be doing this! That's what I kept thinking, so that definitely didn't help keep the tears from flowing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ-RQJVqEI/AAAAAAAAB2c/4SwSo_6AEG0/s1600/IMG_3632b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477571512902199362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ-RQJVqEI/AAAAAAAAB2c/4SwSo_6AEG0/s400/IMG_3632b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Craziest thing EVER to have my baby boy ride his bike out of my sight. Definitely saw my little Bubby Bear grow up a little bit today...although I think he has been, I may have just been in denial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ9crxeq9I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/pAPu-TxkJgM/s1600/IMG_3636b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477570609785252818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ9crxeq9I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/pAPu-TxkJgM/s400/IMG_3636b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think my heart skipped a beat when he came back into view and he rounded the corned to finish off the biking portion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ9cemyGCI/AAAAAAAAB2I/ithd7U-2AL0/s1600/IMG_3637b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477570606250727458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ9cemyGCI/AAAAAAAAB2I/ithd7U-2AL0/s400/IMG_3637b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's nearing the end of the 1/4 mile bike ride and he was actually going pretty fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ9bxhfjzI/AAAAAAAAB2A/sHvoc5CcXWk/s1600/IMG_3638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477570594148945714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ9bxhfjzI/AAAAAAAAB2A/sHvoc5CcXWk/s400/IMG_3638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...so fast that he crashed when he was trying to get off his bike. There was a collective, "Oh! Poor buddy! You can do it!" from all of the spectators around. I wanted to go help him up so bad, but there was no need. He just popped right back up and kept going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ9bTc27xI/AAAAAAAAB14/N6tDWQ4o9BY/s1600/IMG_3639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477570586076442386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ9bTc27xI/AAAAAAAAB14/N6tDWQ4o9BY/s400/IMG_3639.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The heart that he has amazes me. Falls off of his bike and gets right back up to finish what he started. I couldn't be happier with him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ9bGw5kZI/AAAAAAAAB1w/luRKiNga7Bo/s1600/IMG_3640b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477570582670840210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ9bGw5kZI/AAAAAAAAB1w/luRKiNga7Bo/s400/IMG_3640b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's our little runner boy starting the 300 yard run! Oh, the look of determination on his face gets me every time!! What a little love!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ7sWOFdhI/AAAAAAAAB1k/yFVE2GTakXM/s1600/IMG_3643b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477568679854306834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ7sWOFdhI/AAAAAAAAB1k/yFVE2GTakXM/s400/IMG_3643b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob running and his buddy, Caleb, directing him where to go. I thought that was pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ7sEmic_I/AAAAAAAAB1c/4GKnHCQEWAk/s1600/IMG_3644b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477568675125031922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ7sEmic_I/AAAAAAAAB1c/4GKnHCQEWAk/s400/IMG_3644b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We didn't do it on purpose, but it seems like the Jacob Yenchik cheering squad positioned ourselves at every corner and every step of the way so our little buddy would know that we were there and love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ7rgDEEUI/AAAAAAAAB1U/O8N_G-iQz08/s1600/IMG_3646b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477568665312563522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ7rgDEEUI/AAAAAAAAB1U/O8N_G-iQz08/s400/IMG_3646b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here he comes to the finish line! See? The same determination he started the run with, he's finishing with! His daddy is mentally tough and I know that Jacob definitely got that from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ7rVkLNwI/AAAAAAAAB1M/okDzqaxFVao/s1600/IMG_3647b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477568662498653954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ7rVkLNwI/AAAAAAAAB1M/okDzqaxFVao/s400/IMG_3647b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Almost done, Bubby! You can do it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ7q-blNCI/AAAAAAAAB1E/6-luH_Wiisk/s1600/IMG_3648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477568656288592930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ7q-blNCI/AAAAAAAAB1E/6-luH_Wiisk/s400/IMG_3648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crossing this amazing finish line and still smiling! He had just as much fun participating as we did watching him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ6L-eH9LI/AAAAAAAAB04/wJpp8mQCMkY/s1600/IMG_3650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477567024211686578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ6L-eH9LI/AAAAAAAAB04/wJpp8mQCMkY/s400/IMG_3650.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the kids had timing chips, just like the adults, so their race time could be monitored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ6LcbiroI/AAAAAAAAB0w/958N_yF-SHk/s1600/IMG_3652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477567015074049666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ6LcbiroI/AAAAAAAAB0w/958N_yF-SHk/s400/IMG_3652.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seriously. CUTEST LITTLE BOY EVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ6LMrIwaI/AAAAAAAAB0o/-WO_FzVbDY0/s1600/IMG_3656b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477567010844492194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ6LMrIwaI/AAAAAAAAB0o/-WO_FzVbDY0/s400/IMG_3656b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our happy and proud little family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ6KpGPNfI/AAAAAAAAB0g/fqhtPrFK7Qg/s1600/IMG_3657b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477567001294484978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ6KpGPNfI/AAAAAAAAB0g/fqhtPrFK7Qg/s400/IMG_3657b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My two favorite handsome, beautiful, gorgeous, amazing, determined, tough, loving boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ6KMMkkHI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/lrBOe0Justc/s1600/IMG_3658b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477566993536422002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TAQ6KMMkkHI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/lrBOe0Justc/s400/IMG_3658b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking the time to pose with his mama...he knows how to make his mama happy. Good job, JJ Bear! We are so proud of you and love you very much! No matter if you win or lose, you are LOVED. You are adored actually. God has blessed us with you and your sister and you are AWESOME. We couldn't be happier with our little family!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/7442279895235573836-5290965120316141898?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5290965120316141898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=5290965120316141898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/5290965120316141898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/5290965120316141898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/jacobs-first-triathlon.html' title='Jacob&apos;s First TRIATHLON!'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/TASLvCHkcBI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/koNSR1Gho_w/s72-c/IMG_3570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-1402058520782672649</id><published>2010-05-27T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T15:51:57.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another AMAZING triathlon and more family fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Once again, we have been busy. A fun family dinner out, bike riding, another one of Joe's triathlons (which by the way---he did AWESOME!!!), family swimming, and a fun-filled field trip with Jacob's preschool class to the Corvallis fire station. &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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*******************************&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476073020851244114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7rZiPwTFI/AAAAAAAAB0M/PzaHMFUtI6A/s400/IMG_3484b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is an awesome restaurant in Corvallis where they cook the food on the table in front of you and the kids absolutely LOVE it! Hence JJ's eyes looking elsewhere.&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;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_5476073008318648626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7rYzjwETI/AAAAAAAAB0E/Jas4PaUugl4/s400/IMG_3492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma had her first taste of shrimp and just like her mama, she LOVES it!! And YAY!! She's not allergic!! ;-)&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*******************&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;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_5476072999988732722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7rYUhvozI/AAAAAAAABz8/1zK6cO-7Qtk/s400/IMG_3498.JPG" /&gt;I know, probably not the safest ideas to let her ride her tricycle with her lollipop, but she did fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7rX24aw8I/AAAAAAAABz0/mGSGnnpT91U/s1600/IMG_3501b.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_5476072992030770114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7rX24aw8I/AAAAAAAABz0/mGSGnnpT91U/s400/IMG_3501b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Aren't they just the cutest together?? Such a fun time to have daddy be with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7q4j3O_oI/AAAAAAAABzo/NMhp8QxRjP8/s1600/IMG_3502b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476072454349586050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7q4j3O_oI/AAAAAAAABzo/NMhp8QxRjP8/s400/IMG_3502b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These three people make my heart happy.&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7q4Vr0ciI/AAAAAAAABzg/QcUYgVEGfo8/s1600/IMG_3505.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_5476072450543612450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7q4Vr0ciI/AAAAAAAABzg/QcUYgVEGfo8/s400/IMG_3505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course, Jacob and I had to take our standard self-portrait on the way to daddy's race! The race this time was in Lebanon and it was an absolutely GORGEOUS day for it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7q3_Il9aI/AAAAAAAABzY/r4fl5zXfRKg/s1600/IMG_3510b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476072444490282402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7q3_Il9aI/AAAAAAAABzY/r4fl5zXfRKg/s400/IMG_3510b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See what I mean?? Isn't he gorgeous?? Oh, and the weather wasn't bad either. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7q3kdvfMI/AAAAAAAABzQ/LJW0T8VcngA/s1600/IMG_3519b.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_5476072437331229890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7q3kdvfMI/AAAAAAAABzQ/LJW0T8VcngA/s400/IMG_3519b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Joe got the lane all to himself during the race!! We don't know how or why it happened, but we were very thankful! He didn't have to wait for anyone or pass anyone, so he could swim as fast as he wanted! He finished the swim in 7:23...so proud!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7q2wR49WI/AAAAAAAABzI/PkKe7SPzQP0/s1600/IMG_3527b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476072423322875234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7q2wR49WI/AAAAAAAABzI/PkKe7SPzQP0/s400/IMG_3527b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Getting ready to ride his new bike. He finished the biking in 35 minutes!!! Apparently his new bike is FAST!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7pWg-_uzI/AAAAAAAABy8/cTnAOnHBi0M/s1600/IMG_3530.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_5476070769949653810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7pWg-_uzI/AAAAAAAABy8/cTnAOnHBi0M/s400/IMG_3530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; It was the perfect place for a race! There was a volleyball sand pit that kept the kids occupied when they weren't able to see daddy to cheer him on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7pWWt5WbI/AAAAAAAABy0/YnvDvF7wDDc/s1600/IMG_3533b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476070767193577906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7pWWt5WbI/AAAAAAAABy0/YnvDvF7wDDc/s400/IMG_3533b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; There he is! Starting the run!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7pV8u-GqI/AAAAAAAABys/GekAiTJJAM4/s1600/IMG_3536b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476070760218761890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7pV8u-GqI/AAAAAAAABys/GekAiTJJAM4/s400/IMG_3536b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; See? Happy babies rolling around in the sand equals a happy mama too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7pVkao8DI/AAAAAAAAByk/gAZVXGxFg74/s1600/IMG_3540.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_5476070753691037746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7pVkao8DI/AAAAAAAAByk/gAZVXGxFg74/s400/IMG_3540.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; It was a little bright for Boo, but she wanted to show me her rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7pU33JixI/AAAAAAAAByc/Ue-kXQ8LwbQ/s1600/IMG_3542b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476070741731019538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7pU33JixI/AAAAAAAAByc/Ue-kXQ8LwbQ/s400/IMG_3542b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Once again, daddy's little buddy got to finish the race with him. I don't know why it looks like JJ is flying in this picture, but I LOVE it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7n1tYhGjI/AAAAAAAAByQ/D6tf1edGOhs/s1600/IMG_3544.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_5476069106830613042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7n1tYhGjI/AAAAAAAAByQ/D6tf1edGOhs/s400/IMG_3544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Yenchik boys, strong to the finish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7n1MNJH5I/AAAAAAAAByI/Ve5TPtD3pHc/s1600/IMG_3546b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476069097924534162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7n1MNJH5I/AAAAAAAAByI/Ve5TPtD3pHc/s400/IMG_3546b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Our beautiful little family at the end of the race...I couldn't be happier with my little family. God has definitely blessed me with an amazing husband that takes care of his family and loves us so much and two beautiful, wonderful kids that love to laugh and love Jesus!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7n0SUVKDI/AAAAAAAAByA/NsCKHwExksg/s1600/IMG_3549b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476069082385426482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7n0SUVKDI/AAAAAAAAByA/NsCKHwExksg/s400/IMG_3549b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Grampa and Jacob&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7nz2DxLCI/AAAAAAAABx4/J8ueGqVLmHw/s1600/IMG_3550b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476069074799766562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7nz2DxLCI/AAAAAAAABx4/J8ueGqVLmHw/s400/IMG_3550b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; After Joe's race and a bit of a nap, we went to family swim at Timberhill. The outdoor pool opened up and Jacob swam all around in his floaties. He absolutely LOVES it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7nzRAI64I/AAAAAAAABxw/10uyscrl5lw/s1600/IMG_3552.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_5476069064852433794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7nzRAI64I/AAAAAAAABxw/10uyscrl5lw/s400/IMG_3552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This was the first time Emma used her floaty vest. After this picture, she started swimming around all by herself (with the vest of course). She said, "I wanna do it ALL. BY. MYSELF." And she did. She now enjoys the arm floaties too. &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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7nDLYVTLI/AAAAAAAABxk/SCjIqeSe2hY/s1600/IMG_3557.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_5476068238709574834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7nDLYVTLI/AAAAAAAABxk/SCjIqeSe2hY/s400/IMG_3557.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; We went to the Corvallis fire station today with JJ's preschool class. He doesn't normally have class on Thursday mornings, but I am so glad we decided to go on the field trip. The kids and I had a blast!! We all got to go in the fire truck. Let's face it, no matter what age you are, fire trucks are ALWAYS cool! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7nCRnYLMI/AAAAAAAABxc/kJS_UFHtL9o/s1600/IMG_3559.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_5476068223203421378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7nCRnYLMI/AAAAAAAABxc/kJS_UFHtL9o/s400/IMG_3559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; He got to get up and pretend to drive the truck too...I think he was a little afraid of how high up it was though because he got down pretty fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7nB_FCU-I/AAAAAAAABxU/j7Jl1vgw97I/s1600/IMG_3562.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_5476068218227545058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7nB_FCU-I/AAAAAAAABxU/j7Jl1vgw97I/s400/IMG_3562.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Sparky the fire dog came out to pass out fire badge stickers to the kids and for the first time, Boo wasn't afraid of him. She actually kept calling him Benny the Beaver, but that's okay. JJ obviously has no problems with him!! LOVE that smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7nBMXjbYI/AAAAAAAABxM/NLzGEzn9ZGs/s1600/IMG_3563.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_5476068204615003522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7nBMXjbYI/AAAAAAAABxM/NLzGEzn9ZGs/s400/IMG_3563.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She wanted to see him again, so she marched right up to him and just looked at him. And you can see that Jacob wore his fireman rain jacket today too. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7nAu_hU5I/AAAAAAAABxE/Af2CaTJDCQ0/s1600/IMG_3567.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_5476068196729574290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7nAu_hU5I/AAAAAAAABxE/Af2CaTJDCQ0/s400/IMG_3567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; At the end, all of the kids got to shoot water out of the fire hose and put the "fire" out on a house. Emma wanted to do it too after her big brother did it, but when it came right down to it, she said no. When the fireman asked her if she wanted to spray her brother, she nodded and said yes. We all got a good laugh out of that. ;-)&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/7442279895235573836-1402058520782672649?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1402058520782672649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=1402058520782672649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/1402058520782672649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/1402058520782672649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/another-amazing-triathlon-and-more.html' title='Another AMAZING triathlon and more family fun!'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S_7rZiPwTFI/AAAAAAAAB0M/PzaHMFUtI6A/s72-c/IMG_3484b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-7076610030501099994</id><published>2010-05-18T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T15:00:47.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One foot in, one foot out?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/ueP05bkWVvQ/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ueP05bkWVvQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ueP05bkWVvQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's amazing how God can speak right to my heart at the very moment I need Him to. I've been struggling with keeping one foot in the world and one foot in the the Kingdom of Heaven. I know exactly where I want to be and should be, but it's so crazy how the pull of the world can tug at me. Holy smokes! So yesterday I was having a particularly hard struggle with wanting what this world can give me (which by the way is a lot of NOTHINGNESS), and I sat down and opened my bible. I just started the book of Galatians and while I was reading chapter 1, verse 10 really stood out to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Am I trying to win the approval of men, or of God? Or am I still trying to please men? If I were still trying to please men, I would not be a servant of Christ." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alright God, I got Your message LOUD AND CLEAR. THANK YOU!!!!! It just made me breathe a sigh of relief because I have been struggling so much, but there it is clear as day! So today, I may still have struggles with the world, but with God at the lead, I can keep my eyes on the prize (the Kingdom of Heaven, in case you didn't know)!! ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;By the way, this is my new favorite song, and I thought it was appropriate for this post. I hope you like it as much as I do!!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-7076610030501099994?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7076610030501099994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=7076610030501099994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/7076610030501099994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/7076610030501099994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-foot-in-one-foot-out.html' title='One foot in, one foot out?!'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-6081420065668911587</id><published>2010-05-08T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T16:11:12.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Family That Exercises Together...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We have become quite the athletic little family. Ha! I don't know how or why, but we have been doing "races" with the kids and I absolutely LOVE it!! I could not be happier with my little family! I love to get outside with the kids and have them know that their mama and daddy are doing everything that we can to stay healthy so we can be the best that we can be! A couple weeks ago, on April 24, Jacob had his first big 1k race. Let me tell you, I was a puddle of tears!! I was sooooo proud of that little boy! The look of absolute determination on his face was priceless. Uh. I'm getting choked up again right now just thinking about it. Anyway, the same day, Joe and I ran in a 5k race together. I love having a supportive, loving, amazing hubby!! He is so motivating to me!! Our time wasn't the greatest that day, around 33 minutes, but today, I ran another 5k with some girlfriends, and finished in 29 minutes!! So in two weeks, I shaved off 4 minutes!! YAY!! ;-) Joe brought the kids to cheer me on and when I crossed over the finish line, Joe's parents were there too!! I am definitely blessed and so loved.&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_5469024196797227538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-Xgh-YdYhI/AAAAAAAABws/1TKNydsjvL8/s400/IMG_3303b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob and I on our way to his big race!!&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;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_5469024182101393922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XghHoswgI/AAAAAAAABwk/w1A7MhvSxQc/s400/IMG_3305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He got his number and I can't even tell you how excited he was! He wanted to start the race right then!! &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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469023530055670738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-Xf7Kk4m9I/AAAAAAAABwU/RfoxGbbJzOo/s400/IMG_3310b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob and his buddy, Ty. JJ was so happy that he got to run his race with Ty too.&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469023520653709906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-Xf6njSElI/AAAAAAAABwM/2s20FZ7SomQ/s400/IMG_3315b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Paula and I and our "little" boys.&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;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_5469023508867749378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-Xf57pSlgI/AAAAAAAABwE/b-ds2AsVS8w/s400/IMG_3316b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our little running family (minus Boo because she was home sick with nana).&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469023491824457922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-Xf48J2mMI/AAAAAAAABv0/sL1711Q1X1Q/s400/IMG_3317b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My hottie hubby and I&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469022844743937954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XfTRl1b6I/AAAAAAAABvs/R3yzDvt81NU/s400/IMG_3321b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And they're off! Look at the look of determination on Jacob's face!! LOVE IT!!&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;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_5469022836390982258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XfSyeVcnI/AAAAAAAABvk/i_mkMusJBfw/s400/IMG_3322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He kept up a great pace the whole time!!&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469022820855918898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XfR4mfMTI/AAAAAAAABvc/d-qg39B5NoA/s400/IMG_3325b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here they come!!&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;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_5469022814729088034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XfRhxvLCI/AAAAAAAABvU/CrAtLWl3waw/s400/IMG_3326b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JJ and daddy strong to the finish!!&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;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_5469022806833552098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XfREXS2uI/AAAAAAAABvM/OoqCS89Bxpw/s400/IMG_3327b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Still determined!!&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;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_5469022004257228130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XeiWiMBWI/AAAAAAAABvE/8bls3DXSFN8/s400/IMG_3328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He kept on running even after he crossed the finish line! ;-)&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;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_5469021996698062946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-Xeh6X8UGI/AAAAAAAABu8/mcED_2q_gWE/s400/IMG_3331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Getting his medal&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;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_5469021976822369778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XegwVNTfI/AAAAAAAABu0/FTKBT0dngO0/s400/IMG_3333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My little lovey is still smiling!&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;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_5469021973405903602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XegjmqKvI/AAAAAAAABus/PEM6msWWDLs/s400/IMG_3335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So proud of this kid!!&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;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_5469021962700701474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-Xef7uVvyI/AAAAAAAABuk/zhs-meFsEMg/s400/IMG_3342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's mama and daddy's turn now!&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;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_5469020472908426290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XdJN0LrDI/AAAAAAAABuc/HJgJLf01160/s400/IMG_3344b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yep, I'm still smiling!&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;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_5469020461235220306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XdIiVEr1I/AAAAAAAABuU/Nz-VfbRc17k/s400/IMG_3346b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Joe and I raced to the finish. He totally kicked my tail, but let me cross the finish line first. Such a good guy. ;-)&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;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_5469020456194426082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XdIPjQROI/AAAAAAAABuM/WSIun38izus/s400/IMG_3347b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob finished off our race while his mama and daddy were racing. Apparently, he didn't get enough running in the first race. ;-)&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;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_5469020443556539090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XdHgeJatI/AAAAAAAABuE/FdSBfsMAopQ/s400/IMG_3351b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My daddy was here to cheer me on for my first race. Thanks dad! ;-)&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469020431690560866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XdG0RE9WI/AAAAAAAABt8/a8G3AXahwIc/s400/IMG_3353b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Paula, me, and Missy...the P-town running mamas!&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*****************************&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;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_5469019360865198130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XcIfIaoDI/AAAAAAAABt0/xldrYG5fA2A/s400/IMG_3471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of my forever friends, Tiffani, came from Redmond today and did the CARDV 5k race.&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;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_5469019351144466098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XcH660BrI/AAAAAAAABts/sSZ2B2pz-zg/s400/IMG_3474.JPG" /&gt; My beautiful little boy and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&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: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469033777251677906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XpPoWy9tI/AAAAAAAABw4/x_JQpYODBPw/s400/IMG_3477b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, I was in pain, while Missy looks like she's having fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XcGqGpFII/AAAAAAAABtc/5c2AKzZR1ws/s1600/IMG_3480.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_5469019329450808450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XcGqGpFII/AAAAAAAABtc/5c2AKzZR1ws/s400/IMG_3480.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After we all finished...Tiffani kicked all of our tails! Finished in 21:30, but I'm still happy with my 29 minute time!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XcGE23CeI/AAAAAAAABtU/XBzFBzwj8pE/s1600/IMG_3482.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_5469019319452502498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S-XcGE23CeI/AAAAAAAABtU/XBzFBzwj8pE/s400/IMG_3482.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Benny the Beaver was there and Jacob was SO excited to meet him!! 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Wow. I cannot believe how fast time has flown by. You are finally sleeping peacefully in your "tib" right now because you are sick with a virus of some sort. My poor sweet, baby girl. Yesterday, we had your 2nd Birthday party at Walnut Park in Corvallis. Many of our friends and family that love you so much came to see you and wish you a happy birthday! You had a good time I think, but since you weren't feeling well, you wanted your mama a lot. (Don't tell, but I really don't mind that part). ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last year, you have grown so much!! You decided you were going to potty train yourself in March and just today, you decided that you were going to start using the stool and climbing on the toilet all by yourself! You were so proud today when you did it!! All of a sudden when you turned 2, you became such a big girl!! You are talking so well and everyone that meets you is amazed at that. I guess I have taken that for granted because you and your brother have both always talked. I need to be better at cherishing the fact that you are a wonderful, beautiful chatter bug! I do love hearing you say, "Mama, best friend." And oh, the "I love you's" from you melt my heart! You crack me up when I ask you about your dolly, Lola. We have been working on getting you to pronounce your L's a bit better because right now some of your L's are D's. So I say LooooooLa and over pronunciate the L's with you. You still like to say "Roda." When we ask you if your dolly's name is "Roda" you say, "No! Roooooooooooda." You are a funny little one!! And your laugh!! We&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; LOVE to hear you laugh!!! Nothing is better than the sound of happy babies (oh yah, because you and your brother will ALWAYS be my babies)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did you start walking in the last year, but you run/jump/climb/bounce/crawl on ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING!!! You are absolutely fearless!! If your big brother is doing it, you have to do it too!! You LOVE to do somersaults out of your little recliner, or just go upside down!! You love squishing your toes in the mud in the backyard and you don't panic when your boot gets stuck. You LOVE to have your hair in piggy tails and you even bring me the comb and piggy tails (rubber bands) for me to put them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When daddy gets home in the evenings, you and and your brother get SO happy and you run and tackle daddy! You love to get in on the action when daddy and Jacob play football. Daddy has taught you how to get down in a 3 point stance (I think that's what it's called) and "hut, hut, hut" and take off running with the football! It is just about the cutest thing ever! Daddy is happy because you seem to be his little lefty...for now. ;-)&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;You love your family, and I know you love your kitty cat, Jelly, but sometimes you have a funny way of showing it. I don't think she feels the love when you are pulling her across the room by the tail, but she does let you know when she is at her limit! You love to play tug with Roy, even though it ends up being him tugging you across the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are such a spunky, energetic, sassy, beautiful, wonderful little person that God has blessed us with!! We know that God has great things in store for you and we can't wait to see what they are!! You are our little doll baby, BooBoo and we love you sooooooo much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Emma!!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mama (and Daddy too) ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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_5464198909749387410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S79TWwYJI/AAAAAAAABs0/jjUsLzFA89s/s400/IMG_3291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Nana-Banana-from Ind"nana" came out for the week and made your "Cinderelda"--that's how you say it right now--Birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S79KlooMI/AAAAAAAABss/xCkoc-zqEgQ/s1600/IMG_3356.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_5464198907395875010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S79KlooMI/AAAAAAAABss/xCkoc-zqEgQ/s400/IMG_3356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This was your first look at your birthday cake nana made for you. You asked her if you could hold it. Instead we gave you a tiny taste of the frosting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S78hCXEyI/AAAAAAAABsk/EXaWyBaopRI/s1600/IMG_3362.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_5464198896242070306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S78hCXEyI/AAAAAAAABsk/EXaWyBaopRI/s400/IMG_3362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This was just before we left the house to take you to your party. You were so sad looking, but still my sweet, beautiful baby girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S78OSweEI/AAAAAAAABsc/l-OnV9e6cRY/s1600/IMG_3366.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_5464198891210569794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S78OSweEI/AAAAAAAABsc/l-OnV9e6cRY/s400/IMG_3366.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; We had to add another layer of clothing to you because even though the sun kept peeking out, it just wasn't that warm. You played in the park for a little bit with Bubby, daddy and I before you went back up and "greeted" more of your guests. You had 48 total guests. You are one loved little girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S6hQmXucI/AAAAAAAABro/DvHkR-h8sms/s1600/IMG_3364.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_5464197328461609410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S6hQmXucI/AAAAAAAABro/DvHkR-h8sms/s400/IMG_3364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another look at your Cinderella cake from nana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S6hCKu6AI/AAAAAAAABrg/c-QG2I67ytM/s1600/IMG_3365.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_5464197324587591682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S6hCKu6AI/AAAAAAAABrg/c-QG2I67ytM/s400/IMG_3365.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I made two triple-decker strawberry cakes and you kept wanting to just eat the strawberries off the top. Hey, it's your birthday! We just let you!! The cake tasted AWESOME, by the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S6gtFc2SI/AAAAAAAABrY/YhSb-JnLMRo/s1600/IMG_3367.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_5464197318928292130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S6gtFc2SI/AAAAAAAABrY/YhSb-JnLMRo/s400/IMG_3367.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Your big brother Jacob wore himself out running back and forth from the barn to the playground to play with Jared and Audrey. There were a few times that he fell because there were some big potholes in the ground, but it didn't stop him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S6fwzfUGI/AAAAAAAABrQ/_sYpd7eVtA4/s1600/IMG_3368.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_5464197302746828898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S6fwzfUGI/AAAAAAAABrQ/_sYpd7eVtA4/s400/IMG_3368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These three beautiful babes are three people that you absolutely ADORE! When you were a baby, Jared and Audrey wanted to hold you whenever they could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S6fWvdtoI/AAAAAAAABrI/uDTaOcnyl1I/s1600/IMG_3370.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_5464197295750624898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S6fWvdtoI/AAAAAAAABrI/uDTaOcnyl1I/s400/IMG_3370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cousin Chase and Jacob LOVE to make silly faces at the camera. You try to make these faces, but you don't have it perfected just yet. These two have had a little more practice. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S4HPabfmI/AAAAAAAABrA/tnSnt_IPUDg/s1600/IMG_3371.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_5464194682443234914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S4HPabfmI/AAAAAAAABrA/tnSnt_IPUDg/s400/IMG_3371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; When it was time to sing 'Happy Birthday' and have you blow out your candles, you got sad when we were singing to you. Your little lower lip stuck out and I was afraid you were going to lose it completely, but thankfully you kept it together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S4Gvt-DuI/AAAAAAAABq4/yl-sqKnDuM0/s1600/IMG_3372.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_5464194673935257314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S4Gvt-DuI/AAAAAAAABq4/yl-sqKnDuM0/s400/IMG_3372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; You were blowing your hardest to get the candles blown out, but daddy and I helped you just a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S4F50ul_I/AAAAAAAABqw/FmIhnRNq4jU/s1600/IMG_3374.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_5464194659468089330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S4F50ul_I/AAAAAAAABqw/FmIhnRNq4jU/s400/IMG_3374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; You were such a trooper, sweetheart. You still said "Cheeeeeeese" even though you were in the middle of eating your nummy cake and ice cream and didn't feel well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S4FnMwqvI/AAAAAAAABqo/S8ALMd6nbhw/s1600/IMG_3375.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_5464194654468614898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S4FnMwqvI/AAAAAAAABqo/S8ALMd6nbhw/s400/IMG_3375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Jacob had no problems posing for the camera either. He ate cake, ice cream, jelly beans, gumballs, and gummy bears until his heart's content! That's what birthday parties are all about though, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S4FEzVvdI/AAAAAAAABqg/778xAQXFn8w/s1600/IMG_3379.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_5464194645235187154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S4FEzVvdI/AAAAAAAABqg/778xAQXFn8w/s400/IMG_3379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This was our attempt to get a family picture with all of us in it. As you can see, it was hard to do, but at least we're all in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S3VEcCwVI/AAAAAAAABqY/VpA55nqGN3k/s1600/IMG_3380b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464193820503753042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S3VEcCwVI/AAAAAAAABqY/VpA55nqGN3k/s400/IMG_3380b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; You only lasted for about 2.5 pictures, then you were DONE. I don't blame you though. You didn't feel well, it was at the end of your party and the sun was shining in your beautiful blue eyes. You sure are cute though no matter if you're happy or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S3U3-7H2I/AAAAAAAABqQ/Wr6JkxLedfA/s1600/IMG_3381.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_5464193817160392546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S3U3-7H2I/AAAAAAAABqQ/Wr6JkxLedfA/s400/IMG_3381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't panic, Boo. You are still my number 1 girl, but I'm just holding Miss Maeve for just a minute. I love you the most, so there is no need to be upset. Mama just wanted a picture with Abby &amp;amp; her sweet baby girl, Maeve. Don't worry, I picked you right back up. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S3UY_TFVI/AAAAAAAABqI/kRWzrYA2qIg/s1600/IMG_3383.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_5464193808840463698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S3UY_TFVI/AAAAAAAABqI/kRWzrYA2qIg/s400/IMG_3383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; You were happiest, I think, when we were swinging. Right after this picture, you needed to go peeps and beeps (your way of saying you have to go potty), so we went and let you squat in the grass. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S3T_NvSYI/AAAAAAAABqA/rojQUEIhQFQ/s1600/IMG_3387.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_5464193801921710466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S3T_NvSYI/AAAAAAAABqA/rojQUEIhQFQ/s400/IMG_3387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; At the end of the day, we had to say good-bye to nana. You were done for the day, so you just clung to me, but your tenderhearted big brother lost it. He didn't want nana to go and he tried to keep it together, but he just couldn't. He told nana, "You're my best friend, nana." Of course none of us could keep the tears away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S3TPDimtI/AAAAAAAABp4/xvdGZeqJfaQ/s1600/IMG_3393.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_5464193788994034386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S3TPDimtI/AAAAAAAABp4/xvdGZeqJfaQ/s400/IMG_3393.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; When we got back home, we opened your presents and daddy and I decided to give you our present a day early. You and Jacob both LOVED this!! You already love to pretend to wash your hands in the little sink and pretend to get a drink of water straight out of the faucet. You tell me that you like the water hot. ;-) That's my beautiful, 2 year old baby girl!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!&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&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/7442279895235573836-8863633885099610122?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8863633885099610122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=8863633885099610122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/8863633885099610122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/8863633885099610122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-sweet-boo-turns-two.html' title='My Sweet Boo Turns Two'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S9S79TWwYJI/AAAAAAAABs0/jjUsLzFA89s/s72-c/IMG_3291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-445446404673801878</id><published>2010-04-18T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T12:58:44.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Albany Sprint Triathlon</title><content type='html'>This morning was Joe's second sprint triathlon! He did sooooo awesome!! I am so proud of him!! It was GORGEOUS weather and totally different than it was two weeks ago...aside from a screaming Boo. I mean it when I say, next time, she is NOT going with us. Sheesh! ;-) The swim was longer this time, and we actually got to watch him. Let me tell you, he is GOOD. He was the second in his heat, and he passed the first guy AND the last guy!! Seriously. SO good. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461563956176651058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tfe0X8gzI/AAAAAAAABps/sDFxauRgAYw/s400/IMG_3199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Warming up!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tfFurVgbI/AAAAAAAABpk/OGvrWhWT1Y4/s1600/IMG_3204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461563525150638514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tfFurVgbI/AAAAAAAABpk/OGvrWhWT1Y4/s400/IMG_3204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just before the start, chatting it up with his competitors. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tfFJefI6I/AAAAAAAABpc/3POuTG4h8Bc/s1600/IMG_3206b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461563515164631970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tfFJefI6I/AAAAAAAABpc/3POuTG4h8Bc/s400/IMG_3206b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Giving his little buddy a thumb's up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tfEwvkYkI/AAAAAAAABpU/Rq6oxp9ZJqI/s1600/IMG_3207b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461563508525392450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tfEwvkYkI/AAAAAAAABpU/Rq6oxp9ZJqI/s400/IMG_3207b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JJ giving it back to him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tfEQkBQxI/AAAAAAAABpM/8k14pKIxx1s/s1600/IMG_3211b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461563499887018770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tfEQkBQxI/AAAAAAAABpM/8k14pKIxx1s/s400/IMG_3211b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; During the race...so proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tfEA0C90I/AAAAAAAABpE/KSJxVcFVJlo/s1600/IMG_3218b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461563495659272002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tfEA0C90I/AAAAAAAABpE/KSJxVcFVJlo/s400/IMG_3218b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ready for the 12 mile bike ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8td_THFpGI/AAAAAAAABo8/fPzXxDcjoCg/s1600/IMG_3220b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461562315160003682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8td_THFpGI/AAAAAAAABo8/fPzXxDcjoCg/s400/IMG_3220b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She wasn't screaming right this second, but she was definitely pouting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8td-__EYFI/AAAAAAAABo0/65HzyXoApTA/s1600/IMG_3221b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461562310026092626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8td-__EYFI/AAAAAAAABo0/65HzyXoApTA/s400/IMG_3221b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just got done with biking...lookin' good babe! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8td-pujQtI/AAAAAAAABos/_RVrYiGOPwk/s1600/IMG_3222b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461562304051233490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8td-pujQtI/AAAAAAAABos/_RVrYiGOPwk/s400/IMG_3222b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even though his buddy, Paul, did the race with him, he let him borrow his wheels (and Paul put his wife's HOT PINK wheels on his own bike). ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8td-CPOM9I/AAAAAAAABok/D6oDramMFZw/s1600/IMG_3226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461562293450847186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8td-CPOM9I/AAAAAAAABok/D6oDramMFZw/s400/IMG_3226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joe's dad, the saint, with two of Paul's kids and Jacob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8td9rWW9_I/AAAAAAAABoc/k1zv5O-0tfU/s1600/IMG_3227b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461562287306766322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8td9rWW9_I/AAAAAAAABoc/k1zv5O-0tfU/s400/IMG_3227b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob ran out on the track to run the last leg of daddy's race. People in the stands were cheering so loud for them. I was crying, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tcpthovJI/AAAAAAAABoU/LYhIdmDfp60/s1600/IMG_3228b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461560844781927570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tcpthovJI/AAAAAAAABoU/LYhIdmDfp60/s400/IMG_3228b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy &amp;amp; Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tcpPvOH0I/AAAAAAAABoM/wUDpD1sQvSc/s1600/IMG_3229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461560836785839938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tcpPvOH0I/AAAAAAAABoM/wUDpD1sQvSc/s400/IMG_3229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost done...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tcokIMUVI/AAAAAAAABoE/iFESLFck5nw/s1600/IMG_3230b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461560825079419218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tcokIMUVI/AAAAAAAABoE/iFESLFck5nw/s400/IMG_3230b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's the finish line!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tcoA7FFHI/AAAAAAAABn8/anLikrSKPQE/s1600/IMG_3231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461560815629177970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tcoA7FFHI/AAAAAAAABn8/anLikrSKPQE/s400/IMG_3231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whew. They made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tcnjDZ3GI/AAAAAAAABn0/5KduBHhORqU/s1600/IMG_3232b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461560807611030626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tcnjDZ3GI/AAAAAAAABn0/5KduBHhORqU/s400/IMG_3232b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good job, Joey!!!!!! XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/7442279895235573836-445446404673801878?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/445446404673801878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=445446404673801878' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/445446404673801878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/445446404673801878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/albany-sprint-triathlon.html' title='Albany Sprint Triathlon'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8tfe0X8gzI/AAAAAAAABps/sDFxauRgAYw/s72-c/IMG_3199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-6057543870766292886</id><published>2010-04-14T21:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:01:42.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Day for the Mud!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was an absolutely GORGEOUS day! Even when it is only sunny one day in between several rainy days, I'll take it! Our grass is high, the mud is abundant, and the kids LOVE it!!&lt;br /&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: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460220159704533106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8aZTkadiHI/AAAAAAAABnc/251cBImeAsw/s400/IMG_3146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Emma is muddy, but this was only the beginning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8aZTAo6O4I/AAAAAAAABnU/EVU2IJE8sp4/s1600/IMG_3162.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_5460220150101457794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8aZTAo6O4I/AAAAAAAABnU/EVU2IJE8sp4/s400/IMG_3162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Check out those beautiful baby blues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8aZS6s_YWI/AAAAAAAABnM/Pm6AtHOVgCI/s1600/IMG_3166.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_5460220148507959650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8aZS6s_YWI/AAAAAAAABnM/Pm6AtHOVgCI/s400/IMG_3166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My monkey boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8aZSGf6Q2I/AAAAAAAABnE/nn1HxTRYlXQ/s1600/IMG_3167.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_5460220134494454626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8aZSGf6Q2I/AAAAAAAABnE/nn1HxTRYlXQ/s400/IMG_3167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8aZRyPJfHI/AAAAAAAABm8/KBV-x5DNMt0/s1600/IMG_3173.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_5460220129055439986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8aZRyPJfHI/AAAAAAAABm8/KBV-x5DNMt0/s400/IMG_3173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; And there's my goofball!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8aYo5v7W-I/AAAAAAAABm0/DWiJGc1MuEc/s1600/IMG_3177.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_5460219426697337826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8aYo5v7W-I/AAAAAAAABm0/DWiJGc1MuEc/s400/IMG_3177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Poor kid had to be bribed with being pushed "way high" in the swing in order to get his picture taken so much! I do what I can. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8aYoeakYHI/AAAAAAAABms/k4D8Vn9GkyU/s1600/IMG_3178.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_5460219419359993970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8aYoeakYHI/AAAAAAAABms/k4D8Vn9GkyU/s400/IMG_3178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boo was splattered with mud on the front, but wouldn't let me take a picture from behind...she was COVERED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8aYnp6csUI/AAAAAAAABmc/idrpOhwD8r0/s1600/IMG_3188.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_5460219405266628930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8aYnp6csUI/AAAAAAAABmc/idrpOhwD8r0/s400/IMG_3188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She was REALLY concerned with the mud that she got on her hands. She wanted to wipe them on my pants or JJ's sweatshirt, but I finally convinced her that they would be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8aYm67FkhI/AAAAAAAABmU/nLfGKbCChXA/s1600/IMG_3189.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_5460219392652841490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8aYm67FkhI/AAAAAAAABmU/nLfGKbCChXA/s400/IMG_3189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; She was a beautiful, little mess by the time we went inside for a bath!&lt;/span&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/7442279895235573836-6057543870766292886?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6057543870766292886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=6057543870766292886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/6057543870766292886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/6057543870766292886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/beautiful-day-for-mud.html' title='A Beautiful Day for the Mud!!'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S8aZTkadiHI/AAAAAAAABnc/251cBImeAsw/s72-c/IMG_3146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-3460471919069518788</id><published>2010-04-11T15:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T15:46:35.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sassy Pants</title><content type='html'>So I thought I would share this cute little story about Boo. I was holding her yesterday as we were getting ready to leave a birthday party and she sticks her little arm up and flips her hand as she says, "I not sassy pants!" I guess maybe she has heard that a few times. ;-) We got quite a good laugh at that...but she really is a sassy pants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-3460471919069518788?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3460471919069518788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=3460471919069518788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/3460471919069518788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/3460471919069518788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/sassy-pants.html' title='Sassy Pants'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-8660571387327368700</id><published>2010-04-07T13:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T14:39:02.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a glimpse</title><content type='html'>As promised, here is just a small glimpse of what we've been up to. These pictures are only from Easter weekend, because if I were to load ALL of the pictures from the last couple months into one post, you would be on Yenchik family OVERLOAD. ;-) So I'll just give it to you in small(ish) doses. Enjoy my beautiful family!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457507926452269682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7z2i0MQ8nI/AAAAAAAABl0/oQGglcSiOjY/s400/IMG_3030b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yah, Jacob likes to make this face, but it's the only picture where you can see that Boo is wearing her t-shirt too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7z2if3gAUI/AAAAAAAABls/ZMHsuPDSWNw/s1600/IMG_3032b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457507920996467010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7z2if3gAUI/AAAAAAAABls/ZMHsuPDSWNw/s400/IMG_3032b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now THAT is my handsome little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7z2iABvzkI/AAAAAAAABlk/zT8WlBMsnpc/s1600/IMG_3033b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457507912449510978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7z2iABvzkI/AAAAAAAABlk/zT8WlBMsnpc/s400/IMG_3033b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went out to breakfast beforehand with Mamie &amp;amp; Grampa (Mary &amp;amp; Terry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7z2LFy-L_I/AAAAAAAABlc/OyQl7z-pHjg/s1600/IMG_3039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457507518861160434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7z2LFy-L_I/AAAAAAAABlc/OyQl7z-pHjg/s400/IMG_3039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With the promise of gum, this kid will instantly smile for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7z2KmIrKeI/AAAAAAAABlU/DAfQc-lXlh0/s1600/IMG_3043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457507510362253794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7z2KmIrKeI/AAAAAAAABlU/DAfQc-lXlh0/s400/IMG_3043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With daddy just before his race...it was COLD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7z2KYQucQI/AAAAAAAABlM/X2MqvCx5Tlk/s1600/IMG_3049b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457507506637926658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7z2KYQucQI/AAAAAAAABlM/X2MqvCx5Tlk/s400/IMG_3049b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's right! I was a cheerleader in high school so of course we had to have signs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7z2JoWpShI/AAAAAAAABlE/oP_EhecRyMU/s1600/IMG_3050b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457507493777852946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7z2JoWpShI/AAAAAAAABlE/oP_EhecRyMU/s400/IMG_3050b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little buddy would SHOUT at the top of his lungs, "GO DADDDDDDDY!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zz-SFXIYI/AAAAAAAABks/-nv0X2Jnda4/s1600/IMG_3052b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457505099797963138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zz-SFXIYI/AAAAAAAABks/-nv0X2Jnda4/s400/IMG_3052b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally got Emma to stop screaming long enough to take a picture with her brother. Whew. What a mess she was!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zz9ttFdhI/AAAAAAAABkk/hjvm0SF4t-4/s1600/IMG_3054b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457505090032465426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zz9ttFdhI/AAAAAAAABkk/hjvm0SF4t-4/s400/IMG_3054b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And there he is!! Done with swimming!! He was the second one to get out of the pool for his heat!! YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zz9SYuyOI/AAAAAAAABkc/eaVfXoyRhOY/s1600/IMG_3058b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457505082699335906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zz9SYuyOI/AAAAAAAABkc/eaVfXoyRhOY/s400/IMG_3058b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MmmmMmmmm...oops! I mean, there he is! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zz8-1tgdI/AAAAAAAABkU/nqLVtUbNcEc/s1600/IMG_3060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457505077452177874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zz8-1tgdI/AAAAAAAABkU/nqLVtUbNcEc/s400/IMG_3060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grampa and Jacob were watching daddy change into his biking clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zzVRHZqiI/AAAAAAAABkM/PUCW3Uq6PhY/s1600/IMG_3068b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457504395163445794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zzVRHZqiI/AAAAAAAABkM/PUCW3Uq6PhY/s400/IMG_3068b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And he's off! Ready to go for a 12 mile bike ride!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zzVHBtctI/AAAAAAAABkE/LIMJem_V6ts/s1600/IMG_3077b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457504392455221970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zzVHBtctI/AAAAAAAABkE/LIMJem_V6ts/s400/IMG_3077b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's back from biking!! Woop! Woop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zzULVu64I/AAAAAAAABj8/eNAt9kyKkl0/s1600/IMG_3083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457504376433077122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zzULVu64I/AAAAAAAABj8/eNAt9kyKkl0/s400/IMG_3083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last leg of the race...3.1 miles of running!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zzT0FoU0I/AAAAAAAABj0/IhjWG5V2gus/s1600/IMG_3084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457504370191520578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zzT0FoU0I/AAAAAAAABj0/IhjWG5V2gus/s400/IMG_3084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I finally got smart and gave the kids a snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zzTSOvz4I/AAAAAAAABjs/L6xFtcfIcWQ/s1600/IMG_3087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457504361102954370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zzTSOvz4I/AAAAAAAABjs/L6xFtcfIcWQ/s400/IMG_3087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here he comes!! About to cross the finish line!! I was/am the PROUDEST wifey in the entire world!! Great job, my Love!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zyOJPvdkI/AAAAAAAABjk/Je9riusIA6I/s1600/IMG_3092b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457503173280233026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zyOJPvdkI/AAAAAAAABjk/Je9riusIA6I/s400/IMG_3092b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SO proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zyN68cSKI/AAAAAAAABjc/CnodY5IVlRA/s1600/IMG_3093b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457503169441188002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zyN68cSKI/AAAAAAAABjc/CnodY5IVlRA/s400/IMG_3093b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My handsome triathlete. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zyNdcogZI/AAAAAAAABjU/jpNg8WXYEew/s1600/IMG_3104b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457503161523143058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zyNdcogZI/AAAAAAAABjU/jpNg8WXYEew/s400/IMG_3104b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My two cuties on Easter morning, just before church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zyMhOM_NI/AAAAAAAABjM/idHtQ_KdqAY/s1600/IMG_3108b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457503145356491986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zyMhOM_NI/AAAAAAAABjM/idHtQ_KdqAY/s400/IMG_3108b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boo striking a pose!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zyMB4vYhI/AAAAAAAABjE/S-hY-DRpYyM/s1600/IMG_3109b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457503136944972306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7zyMB4vYhI/AAAAAAAABjE/S-hY-DRpYyM/s400/IMG_3109b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JJ's turn...handsome little guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/7442279895235573836-8660571387327368700?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8660571387327368700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=8660571387327368700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/8660571387327368700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/8660571387327368700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-glimpse.html' title='Just a glimpse'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7z2i0MQ8nI/AAAAAAAABl0/oQGglcSiOjY/s72-c/IMG_3030b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-6064973665607628577</id><published>2010-04-06T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T20:36:32.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about time...</title><content type='html'>...that I get back to blogging. I know that I have family that enjoys seeing pictures of my babies, and I have failed miserably at posting. I am truly sorry. I won't even make excuses, I just haven't done it. I can't even say that I've been the best at taking the silly things! Again, I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a lot going on around here lately. The most recent being Easter. We went to a fabulous church service at our church (Living Faith Community Church held in the Philomath Middle School gym) and that gym was PACKED. It was absolutely WONDERFUL!! We were blessed to have Mary, Joe's mom, come with us. The music was awesome, the message was awesome (Pastor Jim LAID IT DOWN), and the fellowship afterward was awesome as well!! Then we went to an amazing potluck (if you can call it that---Opa still brought most of the food) lunch at Mary and Terry's house. It was the first of probably many holidays over there and it was the most comfortable setting we could have asked for. The kids went without naps, ate tons of sugar and loved every minute of it!! I was prepared for the worst because usually when they don't get naps, they are little terrors, but the more sugar we gave them, the better they were!! Hee hee. ;-) I know, I know. Mom of the Year award right there. But hey! A mama's gotta do, what a mama's gotta do! ;-) Needless to say, a 7:30 bedtime was definitely in order and both were asleep pretty much when their beautiful heads hit the pillows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before Easter, April 3rd, Joe did his first Sprint Triathlon, the Beaver Freezer. It was terrible weather, except for the wonderful fact that it wasn't pouring down rain. But the race lived up to it's name. FREEEEEEEZING. I made signs, and t-shirts for the kids and I and we were the best cheerleaders possible. Well, all but Boo. She screamed pretty much for the entire hour and a half that we were out there. God Bless Joe's dad, Terry, because he took her and just walked her around...while she screamed. I was a PUDDLE watching Joe do his race. In case you don't know what a sprint triathlon is, it was swim 500 yards, bike 12 miles, and run 3.1. He did fabulous!! I could not have been more proud of him!!!! To see him cross that finish line...AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob has had his swim lessons on a weekly basis and LOVES it. He is a little fish, that if he could, would spend the entire lesson climbing out and jumping back in. I never thought that he would be okay with sticking his face in the water, or that I would be okay with it to tell you the truth, but he now jumps in, and swims back to the top no problem! Whew. Talk about give a mama a heart attack the first time. But he does awesome and when he tools around the pool without holding onto anyone, just with his noodle and backpack, you can see the pure joy he gets from it. Then when he looks over at me and gives me his big, beautiful grin with a thumbs up, I can't hide my own joy!! The thing that makes my heart the happiest, is when he wants to say prayers. Every time, he thanks God for his "wonderful mama, and daddy, and Bubby, and BooBoo, and Mamie, and Grampa, and Nana, and Papa, and Roy, and Jelly, and this wonderful food, in Your Jesus Name, Amen." I love that kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma has been amazing me on a daily basis as well. About a month ago, she decided to potty train herself! I could NOT believe it! She just decided that she was going to poop and pee on the toilet and hasn't looked back. She still wears her diapers to sleep in, but I'm not going to complain about that in the slightest. She's not even two yet, so to be potty trained before two, I'll take it!! I can't even tell you how cute her little booty is in her big girl undies!! Haha. ;-) She also knows just how to make her mama happy. When you ask her where Jesus lives, she puts her hand on her chest and says, "My heart." Then you ask her where heaven is, and she points upward and says, "Way up there!" Then ask, "Can we see heaven?" And she says, "No." Then I ask her where we can read about heaven and she tells me, "Bible." I am truly blessed by her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I think that's enough writing for now. I will post pictures later, but I just thought that I would get some of these wonderful things down. I am truly blessed and know that all the glory and honor goes to God. Without Him, I would have nothing, but because of Him, I am forgiven. What an awesome thing. Have a blessed day!! XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-6064973665607628577?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6064973665607628577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=6064973665607628577' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/6064973665607628577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/6064973665607628577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-about-time.html' title='It&apos;s about time...'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-1874922907994474596</id><published>2010-01-15T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T15:14:19.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Date Night and My Auntie's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This past weekend, my Auntie Sally got married in Eugene. Joe and I took the opportunity to have a much needed date night away!! It was FABULOUS!! We went to the Oregon Electric Station for dinner, then  danced the night away at Sally's wedding! The kids were in GREAT hands at home, so we didn't have to worry about a thing. ;-) &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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427106152896333266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1D0SsG5BdI/AAAAAAAABh4/2FioVZ9TBmI/s400/IMG_2567c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This was me  before we went to dinner...strike a pose! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1D0SAE97DI/AAAAAAAABhw/cXLEamgpqbA/s1600-h/IMG_2573b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427106141077105714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1D0SAE97DI/AAAAAAAABhw/cXLEamgpqbA/s400/IMG_2573b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My Auntie in her "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-ceremony" dress. She was glowing she was so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1DzyhqX0DI/AAAAAAAABho/X6fPHVRor2E/s1600-h/IMG_2574b.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_5427105600336547890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1DzyhqX0DI/AAAAAAAABho/X6fPHVRor2E/s400/IMG_2574b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My great-uncle Ronnie, and what he called two beautiful women. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1DzyIDLsjI/AAAAAAAABhg/lLfu5vKMd3E/s1600-h/IMG_2576b.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_5427105593461289522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1DzyIDLsjI/AAAAAAAABhg/lLfu5vKMd3E/s400/IMG_2576b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Siblings. ;-) (my grandma is the one on the right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1DzxmqdZzI/AAAAAAAABhY/fG7Y0i16U_U/s1600-h/IMG_2577.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_5427105584499222322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1DzxmqdZzI/AAAAAAAABhY/fG7Y0i16U_U/s400/IMG_2577.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My second(?) cousin Rhonda...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; much fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1DzxBVA00I/AAAAAAAABhQ/e1BjZ8XFgOs/s1600-h/IMG_2578b.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_5427105574477157186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1DzxBVA00I/AAAAAAAABhQ/e1BjZ8XFgOs/s400/IMG_2578b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hottie&lt;/span&gt; hubby and I. I LOVE this guy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1DzwtJUoJI/AAAAAAAABhI/a5PGuzzkE5w/s1600-h/IMG_2580b.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_5427105569059414162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1DzwtJUoJI/AAAAAAAABhI/a5PGuzzkE5w/s400/IMG_2580b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gramps&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;struttin&lt;/span&gt;' his stuff with Sally down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dy9ct8o_I/AAAAAAAABhA/rJJ3H-8v_TA/s1600-h/IMG_2582.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_5427104688476300274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dy9ct8o_I/AAAAAAAABhA/rJJ3H-8v_TA/s400/IMG_2582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously. A GORGEOUS wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dy8zQw2eI/AAAAAAAABg4/vB0djgKl2uY/s1600-h/IMG_2586b.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_5427104677348039138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dy8zQw2eI/AAAAAAAABg4/vB0djgKl2uY/s400/IMG_2586b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Taking their first communion as a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dy8gmXpKI/AAAAAAAABgw/U7CVquEFZ-A/s1600-h/IMG_2589b.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_5427104672338388130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dy8gmXpKI/AAAAAAAABgw/U7CVquEFZ-A/s400/IMG_2589b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; You may kiss the bride!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dy8PgReAI/AAAAAAAABgo/aCVyKm1DnAA/s1600-h/IMG_2590.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_5427104667749414914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dy8PgReAI/AAAAAAAABgo/aCVyKm1DnAA/s400/IMG_2590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Such a happy nerd!! I love her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dy728naVI/AAAAAAAABgg/cjRz_S0x09c/s1600-h/IMG_2593.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_5427104661157407058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dy728naVI/AAAAAAAABgg/cjRz_S0x09c/s400/IMG_2593.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Uncle Ronnie and Aunt Nancy...always up to no good and we LOVE it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dx7lMBPfI/AAAAAAAABgY/Pa16FeoC9pY/s1600-h/IMG_2598.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_5427103556878548466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dx7lMBPfI/AAAAAAAABgY/Pa16FeoC9pY/s400/IMG_2598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gramps&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gramma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dx7LNKGxI/AAAAAAAABgQ/DcXJNCh8ruE/s1600-h/IMG_2599.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_5427103549904001810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dx7LNKGxI/AAAAAAAABgQ/DcXJNCh8ruE/s400/IMG_2599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My cousin Megan and her nephew William&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dx6_OkQmI/AAAAAAAABgI/zQ8HaCvANMA/s1600-h/IMG_2600.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_5427103546688684642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dx6_OkQmI/AAAAAAAABgI/zQ8HaCvANMA/s400/IMG_2600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Two sisters and a baby. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dx6iyptaI/AAAAAAAABgA/0nqoHd9mdss/s1600-h/IMG_2602.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_5427103539055408546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dx6iyptaI/AAAAAAAABgA/0nqoHd9mdss/s400/IMG_2602.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My grandma and I...such a trooper. They stayed up way past their bedtime. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dx6FD3iqI/AAAAAAAABf4/_C-SFspTvBY/s1600-h/IMG_2603b.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_5427103531074554530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1Dx6FD3iqI/AAAAAAAABf4/_C-SFspTvBY/s400/IMG_2603b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The end of a lovely wedding...and the beginning of a new life for Sally!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&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&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/7442279895235573836-1874922907994474596?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1874922907994474596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=1874922907994474596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/1874922907994474596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/1874922907994474596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/date-night-and-my-aunties-wedding.html' title='Date Night and My Auntie&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S1D0SsG5BdI/AAAAAAAABh4/2FioVZ9TBmI/s72-c/IMG_2567c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-4555021825176324919</id><published>2010-01-14T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T15:47:53.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Catch-Up...The ENTIRE Month of December 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It has been entirely too long since my last blog entry. I know that my hubby asks me on a weekly basis to update it, so here I am. It's a quiet afternoon with both kids sleeping (yay) and I'm updating you on the what's been going on (in a nutshell) with the Yenchiks! December was quite busy, but very fun too! Nana AND Santa came to town all at the same time!! Although, if you ask me, Nana is way cooler than Santa. ;-) Our little family has been sick off and on since Thanksgiving, and it is still going strong today. I am praying that we get it out of the way now and have a healthy rest of the year!! I am told that the sicker the kids are now when they're little, the better their immune systems will be when they get older. If that's the case, these two will be the healthiest people in the world by the time they grow up!! ;-) Anyway, here are a month's worth of pictures to try to (start to) get you caught up! Enjoy! ;-)&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*********************************** &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;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_5426735408096637666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-jGgGicuI/AAAAAAAABfw/EcsIMaFRUyI/s400/IMG_2328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the car ride to go see Santa!! Little buddy was SO excited.&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-jF0251_I/AAAAAAAABfo/s77lOU-dklM/s1600-h/IMG_2330.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_5426735396488337394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-jF0251_I/AAAAAAAABfo/s77lOU-dklM/s400/IMG_2330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Waiting his turn and he can't even sit still! Santa was so close to him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-jFSuXCnI/AAAAAAAABfg/c52nv6rVQRE/s1600-h/IMG_2333b.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_5426735387325696626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-jFSuXCnI/AAAAAAAABfg/c52nv6rVQRE/s400/IMG_2333b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Such a different little boy than last year. He didn't like Santa AT ALL last year, this year...BFF's! ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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_5426735373616167618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-jEfpwOsI/AAAAAAAABfY/_PxWg3HmIvU/s400/IMG_2334.JPG" /&gt;Telling Santa that he wants a motorcycle for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-ih94rEEI/AAAAAAAABfQ/zyY9GI7-bBk/s1600-h/IMG_2337b.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_5426734780436385858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-ih94rEEI/AAAAAAAABfQ/zyY9GI7-bBk/s400/IMG_2337b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Emma was freaking out in this picture, so unfortunately, there are no pictures of Emma with Santa...hopefully next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-ihJCdsmI/AAAAAAAABfI/xAFCZCgcBhE/s1600-h/IMG_2338b.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_5426734766250373730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-ihJCdsmI/AAAAAAAABfI/xAFCZCgcBhE/s400/IMG_2338b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; JJ wanted to tell Santa thank you again for his awesome paint set and coloring book that Santa brought him early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-igQAQ5VI/AAAAAAAABfA/p6ZIp6Vm7pg/s1600-h/IMG_2341.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_5426734750940325202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-igQAQ5VI/AAAAAAAABfA/p6ZIp6Vm7pg/s400/IMG_2341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; After they met Santa, there was cookie decorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-ifWszv4I/AAAAAAAABe4/4GtNBp2BklI/s1600-h/IMG_2344.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_5426734735557902210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-ifWszv4I/AAAAAAAABe4/4GtNBp2BklI/s400/IMG_2344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; He was so happy to be frosting his own cookie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-ieZp5VWI/AAAAAAAABew/WoFV8KH2Bz4/s1600-h/IMG_2346.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_5426734719171122530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-ieZp5VWI/AAAAAAAABew/WoFV8KH2Bz4/s400/IMG_2346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; BooBoo Girl and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-hhpx3btI/AAAAAAAABeo/81kAP6dXpik/s1600-h/IMG_2347.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_5426733675527499474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-hhpx3btI/AAAAAAAABeo/81kAP6dXpik/s400/IMG_2347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; She walked around licking all of the frosting off of her cookie before she finally ate the silly thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-hgvtkt6I/AAAAAAAABeg/d_9e5V_6NBE/s1600-h/IMG_2353.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_5426733659940239266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-hgvtkt6I/AAAAAAAABeg/d_9e5V_6NBE/s400/IMG_2353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; After we ate the cookies and watched a Goofy Christmas Video, Jacob and I made candy cane Christmas ornaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-hf5RZkQI/AAAAAAAABeY/PYX4EH9Ztlo/s1600-h/IMG_2367.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_5426733645326553346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-hf5RZkQI/AAAAAAAABeY/PYX4EH9Ztlo/s400/IMG_2367.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I decided to try to be Super Mom and had 3 of the kids' friends over and we decorated homemade sugar cookies with frosting and sprinkles. Sooooo.....there were 5 kids to be exact and one mama (me) and we had a BLAST. Sprinkles and frosting were everywhere and they LOVED it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-heiIDnaI/AAAAAAAABeQ/vAUazXpZ8TY/s1600-h/IMG_2369.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_5426733621933481378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-heiIDnaI/AAAAAAAABeQ/vAUazXpZ8TY/s400/IMG_2369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Jacob frosting the first of his MANY cookies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-hdZbgcRI/AAAAAAAABeI/1IBG5JguDb0/s1600-h/IMG_2375.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_5426733602419274002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-hdZbgcRI/AAAAAAAABeI/1IBG5JguDb0/s400/IMG_2375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The finished product...before they were consumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-gk9oahxI/AAAAAAAABeA/QHm93wVf_Wk/s1600-h/IMG_2377.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_5426732632884545298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-gk9oahxI/AAAAAAAABeA/QHm93wVf_Wk/s400/IMG_2377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Emma's new smile, and her finished cookie before it was consumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-gjsxaJTI/AAAAAAAABdw/YHZcnyXs-xk/s1600-h/IMG_2397.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_5426732611178997042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-gjsxaJTI/AAAAAAAABdw/YHZcnyXs-xk/s400/IMG_2397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Enjoying the LAST of their cookies after naptime. Yah, I let them eat A LOT of sugar that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-gixk3_cI/AAAAAAAABdo/2WYvgg_NN7k/s1600-h/IMG_2406b.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_5426732595288735170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-gixk3_cI/AAAAAAAABdo/2WYvgg_NN7k/s400/IMG_2406b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Jacob and I went on a date. I took him to his first big screen movie, the new Alvin &amp;amp; the Chipmunks Movie. He was such a good boy and sat there the whole time. Of course we had to have popcorn too. Part way through the movie, I could tell that he couldn't quite see the screen, so he came and sat on my lap and we snuggled the rest of the time...sigh. I was one happy mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-giYDWHsI/AAAAAAAABdg/Wl9aM8CHyy4/s1600-h/IMG_2407.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_5426732588437216962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-giYDWHsI/AAAAAAAABdg/Wl9aM8CHyy4/s400/IMG_2407.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; At Opa's house Christmas Eve with cousin Triniti, who is not quite even 6 by the way. Us Yenchiks make them big! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-fbHIBPaI/AAAAAAAABdY/hR9i3XgEuI8/s1600-h/IMG_2409.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_5426731364122705314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-fbHIBPaI/AAAAAAAABdY/hR9i3XgEuI8/s400/IMG_2409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; It is rare that we catch a good action shot, but the excitement on his face was just priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-faQR6hiI/AAAAAAAABdQ/23NE2hNrmzI/s1600-h/IMG_2411.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_5426731349400258082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-faQR6hiI/AAAAAAAABdQ/23NE2hNrmzI/s400/IMG_2411.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I was pretty sick, hence the pale face, but we still had a good time at Opa's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-fZ3qhO_I/AAAAAAAABdI/ag-MaQ0Jamc/s1600-h/IMG_2416.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_5426731342792571890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-fZ3qhO_I/AAAAAAAABdI/ag-MaQ0Jamc/s400/IMG_2416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Opa and Jacob. Opa finally figured out that if he was the holder of the popcorn, the kids would come. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-fZRtmYuI/AAAAAAAABdA/zbIld6moQgI/s1600-h/IMG_2419.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_5426731332604945122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-fZRtmYuI/AAAAAAAABdA/zbIld6moQgI/s400/IMG_2419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The (store-bought) cookies and carrots left for Santa and his reindeer. We wrote a note to Santa and JJ signed his name. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-fY9myqII/AAAAAAAABc4/21IBMzYlmBU/s1600-h/IMG_2427.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_5426731327207680130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-fY9myqII/AAAAAAAABc4/21IBMzYlmBU/s400/IMG_2427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; When the kids came out, this is what they woke up to. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-eq8bXh5I/AAAAAAAABcw/20Uvjy_VZH4/s1600-h/IMG_2428.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_5426730536617346962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-eq8bXh5I/AAAAAAAABcw/20Uvjy_VZH4/s400/IMG_2428.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Emma refused to sit with Jacob, but he was VERY excited to be sitting there with all of his presents behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-eqS9q4nI/AAAAAAAABco/w9KPW1gMS4Y/s1600-h/IMG_2436.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_5426730525486932594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-eqS9q4nI/AAAAAAAABco/w9KPW1gMS4Y/s400/IMG_2436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Even Roy was excited with his new toy from Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-epz1QqBI/AAAAAAAABcg/6OXUT8KnF-E/s1600-h/IMG_2440.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_5426730517130160146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-epz1QqBI/AAAAAAAABcg/6OXUT8KnF-E/s400/IMG_2440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma only wanted to sit on her daddy's lap Christmas morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-epXvwMDI/AAAAAAAABcY/ruXyqBD14D0/s1600-h/IMG_2452.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_5426730509590868018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-epXvwMDI/AAAAAAAABcY/ruXyqBD14D0/s400/IMG_2452.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Christmas day at Uncle Marvin and Aunt Davona's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-eojIfrNI/AAAAAAAABcQ/XXln9_dDzgU/s1600-h/IMG_2453.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_5426730495467564242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-eojIfrNI/AAAAAAAABcQ/XXln9_dDzgU/s400/IMG_2453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Boo only wanted to sit on nana's lap now...which was just fine with nana. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-cuugXGpI/AAAAAAAABcI/17kCKg0RKHM/s1600-h/IMG_2457.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_5426728402576415378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-cuugXGpI/AAAAAAAABcI/17kCKg0RKHM/s400/IMG_2457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My grandma and I...yes, there were better pictures of she and I, but I thought this was fitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-ctQjdLfI/AAAAAAAABb4/YVIDfguyH-o/s1600-h/IMG_2468.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_5426728377356463602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-ctQjdLfI/AAAAAAAABb4/YVIDfguyH-o/s400/IMG_2468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Auntie Brandie and Uncle Joshie got kazoos for the kids. One might think we would be annoyed, but our house is always loud, so what's a little more noise? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-ctHhre8I/AAAAAAAABbw/qI_ciKP69EE/s1600-h/IMG_2470.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_5426728374933093314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-ctHhre8I/AAAAAAAABbw/qI_ciKP69EE/s400/IMG_2470.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Jacob giving nana loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-aTYZUrTI/AAAAAAAABbg/h1SMSoz81Qo/s1600-h/IMG_2487.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_5426725733761592626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-aTYZUrTI/AAAAAAAABbg/h1SMSoz81Qo/s400/IMG_2487.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Jacob's new quad from Santa...he started showing off right away...I think I'm in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-aSonv3BI/AAAAAAAABbY/PqJObL7nxOY/s1600-h/IMG_2491.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_5426725720937192466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-aSonv3BI/AAAAAAAABbY/PqJObL7nxOY/s400/IMG_2491.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yes, Emma got one too and she was following right behind her big brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-aSBbiEII/AAAAAAAABbQ/KXNtTtgG9Oc/s1600-h/IMG_2495.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_5426725710416973954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-aSBbiEII/AAAAAAAABbQ/KXNtTtgG9Oc/s400/IMG_2495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Nana and mamie hanging out together. I love that my family gets along. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-aR0iFIAI/AAAAAAAABbI/h5KlATkTd9k/s1600-h/IMG_2501.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_5426725706954776578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-aR0iFIAI/AAAAAAAABbI/h5KlATkTd9k/s400/IMG_2501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My mama and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-aRQnqrDI/AAAAAAAABbA/n76x6sZtIhs/s1600-h/IMG_2503.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_5426725697314532402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-aRQnqrDI/AAAAAAAABbA/n76x6sZtIhs/s400/IMG_2503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma was copying her big brother by standing up and riding along. I'm REALLY in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-YnZzKsVI/AAAAAAAABa4/XUE8uRRPGhY/s1600-h/IMG_2508.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_5426723878712553810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-YnZzKsVI/AAAAAAAABa4/XUE8uRRPGhY/s400/IMG_2508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Relaxing in their new recliners after a long day opening presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-Ym1UXG0I/AAAAAAAABaw/KmXOt6jF9q0/s1600-h/IMG_2516.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_5426723868919667522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-Ym1UXG0I/AAAAAAAABaw/KmXOt6jF9q0/s400/IMG_2516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Bright and early the next morning, they HAD to ride their new quads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-Ymo2S8WI/AAAAAAAABao/Y9FLWWUzhGU/s1600-h/IMG_2518.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_5426723865572340066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-Ymo2S8WI/AAAAAAAABao/Y9FLWWUzhGU/s400/IMG_2518.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; All bundled up and riding. I think she may grow out of this one soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-YkkCFqTI/AAAAAAAABaY/W8BucWFQq_o/s1600-h/IMG_2523.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_5426723829919885618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-YkkCFqTI/AAAAAAAABaY/W8BucWFQq_o/s400/IMG_2523.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Jacob got to have a slumber party when nana came to stay with us. He was SO happy to wake up and have her there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-XtkJ5udI/AAAAAAAABaQ/VMsaNIoV7OQ/s1600-h/IMG_2525.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_5426722885059852754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-XtkJ5udI/AAAAAAAABaQ/VMsaNIoV7OQ/s400/IMG_2525.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Emma liked it too because she got to "boing" on the "attress."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-XtD1PZPI/AAAAAAAABaI/e0eZgUquseU/s1600-h/IMG_2526.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_5426722876383257842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-XtD1PZPI/AAAAAAAABaI/e0eZgUquseU/s400/IMG_2526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; We went to dinner at Tokyo, and nana painted the kids' faces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-XsTuTL3I/AAAAAAAABaA/AlvM5u4XF_0/s1600-h/IMG_2528.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_5426722863469244274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-XsTuTL3I/AAAAAAAABaA/AlvM5u4XF_0/s400/IMG_2528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; At dinner...obviously Jacob has a new smile that he loves to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-VFFgOxJI/AAAAAAAABZo/8cmZzYIpWXg/s1600-h/IMG_2545b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426719990613984402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-VFFgOxJI/AAAAAAAABZo/8cmZzYIpWXg/s400/IMG_2545b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Emma and nana on the morning that nana was leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-VEXIJTQI/AAAAAAAABZg/APoplXmknuk/s1600-h/IMG_2549.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_5426719978164931842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-VEXIJTQI/AAAAAAAABZg/APoplXmknuk/s400/IMG_2549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Emma wanted to go with nana, so she went to her room and got her backpack. I told nana that she could fly free on her lap until she turned 2, so she could take her and bring her back before April. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-VD3veelI/AAAAAAAABZY/UUPuuCGvAPA/s1600-h/IMG_2551.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_5426719969739962962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-VD3veelI/AAAAAAAABZY/UUPuuCGvAPA/s400/IMG_2551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Packing her bag to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-VC7-2IpI/AAAAAAAABZQ/UscN0rxucV8/s1600-h/IMG_2552.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_5426719953698300562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-VC7-2IpI/AAAAAAAABZQ/UscN0rxucV8/s400/IMG_2552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My poor baby girl was sick, and didn't understand why she couldn't go with nana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-VCfaTnMI/AAAAAAAABZI/6ooQzg-ur_M/s1600-h/IMG_2553.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_5426719946028850370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-VCfaTnMI/AAAAAAAABZI/6ooQzg-ur_M/s400/IMG_2553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; She wanted her jacket on too, but that's where I had to draw the line. Broke my heart. We love and miss nana and papa and can't wait for the day that they finally move back here...whenever that might be!!!&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/7442279895235573836-4555021825176324919?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4555021825176324919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=4555021825176324919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/4555021825176324919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/4555021825176324919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/playing-catch-upthe-entire-month-of.html' title='Playing Catch-Up...The ENTIRE Month of December 2009'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S0-jGgGicuI/AAAAAAAABfw/EcsIMaFRUyI/s72-c/IMG_2328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-7857382645905986174</id><published>2009-11-12T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T16:19:06.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama's Weekend in Las Vegas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I did it. I had a girls' weekend in Las Vegas. I was hesitant to go, because it was my first weekend away, without Joe and I was REALLY sad about leaving my little family. So I must say, if you tune into this blog just to hear about the kids, sadly, this one is just about me. I promise this won't happen often, as I don't go away often. Or ever. ;-) Anyway, some of my forever girlfriends and I went to Vegas last weekend and had a BLAST!! Just to have a bit of me time, was amazing. I know that sounds really selfish, but it really was fun and I had Joe's blessing. ;-) So I didn't have my camera with me on the last night, Tiffani had hers, but I don't have those pictures back from her yet. We went to Tony &amp;amp; Tina's wedding (an interactive show) and it was sooooooo fun!!!!!!! I definitely recommend doing that as long as you are willing to participate and want to have a good time! ;-)&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*********************************&lt;br /&gt;&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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_5403372317664062210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Svyifp-LqwI/AAAAAAAABYU/4jjBw4FXl6U/s400/IMG_2126.JPG" /&gt;&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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My girlfriend, Tiffani and I on the way down to the Eugene airport. Yep! We flew out of Eugene for cheaper than if we would have went out of Portland and it was a straight, short flight! YAY!! &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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyifKMjS1I/AAAAAAAABYM/KlsTatMcePg/s1600-h/IMG_2127.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_5403372309134396242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyifKMjS1I/AAAAAAAABYM/KlsTatMcePg/s400/IMG_2127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Jen, myself, and Tiffani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyiesW9XdI/AAAAAAAABYE/vgqk_TerPqM/s1600-h/IMG_2132b.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_5403372301124984274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyiesW9XdI/AAAAAAAABYE/vgqk_TerPqM/s400/IMG_2132b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 3 mamas ready to hit the town...first stop, burger joint! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyieRSOpdI/AAAAAAAABX8/ujCr1228Bh4/s1600-h/IMG_2133b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 376px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403372293857387986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyieRSOpdI/AAAAAAAABX8/ujCr1228Bh4/s400/IMG_2133b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Our free shuttle dropped us off at Harrah's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyiLIauQ-I/AAAAAAAABX0/1mFVK-VLw40/s1600-h/IMG_2137.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_5403371965059580898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyiLIauQ-I/AAAAAAAABX0/1mFVK-VLw40/s400/IMG_2137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Tiff &amp;amp; I at Jet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyiK8rDyMI/AAAAAAAABXs/vEsI08PBBwA/s1600-h/IMG_2141.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_5403371961906874562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyiK8rDyMI/AAAAAAAABXs/vEsI08PBBwA/s400/IMG_2141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Yah, we like the self-portraits. It was just easier that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyiKcLZx9I/AAAAAAAABXk/pICobHWxuF0/s1600-h/IMG_2150.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_5403371953184163794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyiKcLZx9I/AAAAAAAABXk/pICobHWxuF0/s400/IMG_2150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; That's me! And yep! That's pink in my hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyiKHvC3mI/AAAAAAAABXc/AqtctzbnZ58/s1600-h/IMG_2154.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_5403371947696512610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyiKHvC3mI/AAAAAAAABXc/AqtctzbnZ58/s400/IMG_2154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Christina finally arrived. No, she's not standing in a hole...hee hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyiJiGr_kI/AAAAAAAABXU/6IaV9yqjCSA/s1600-h/IMG_2156.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_5403371937595129410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyiJiGr_kI/AAAAAAAABXU/6IaV9yqjCSA/s400/IMG_2156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Beautiful show at the Mirage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyYPMqbv1I/AAAAAAAABXM/DArgONuOfu8/s1600-h/IMG_2158.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_5403361039802416978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyYPMqbv1I/AAAAAAAABXM/DArgONuOfu8/s400/IMG_2158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; In front of the Gondola ride at the Venetian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyYOt2KjRI/AAAAAAAABXE/kS3A7wGVUaI/s1600-h/IMG_2160b.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_5403361031530122514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyYOt2KjRI/AAAAAAAABXE/kS3A7wGVUaI/s400/IMG_2160b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Yah, I don't know why Humpty Dumpty is in the Venetian, but we all thought he was pretty great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyYOHjd3QI/AAAAAAAABW8/0Z2Zc9KRq-I/s1600-h/IMG_2162.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_5403361021251149058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyYOHjd3QI/AAAAAAAABW8/0Z2Zc9KRq-I/s400/IMG_2162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; We met Jerry Springer! I guess you could say I was a bit aggressive, but I didn't want to just take a picture OF him, I wanted a picture WITH him. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyYN-EOWzI/AAAAAAAABW0/ywbZAyN06jw/s1600-h/IMG_2169.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyYNcmlloI/AAAAAAAABWs/c54pmQTPymM/s1600-h/IMG_2175.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_5403361009721513602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvyYNcmlloI/AAAAAAAABWs/c54pmQTPymM/s400/IMG_2175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; In front of Ceasar's Palace, I think. We spent Saturday shopping and walking around Vegas. A lot of interesting places AND people to see!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-7857382645905986174?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7857382645905986174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=7857382645905986174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/7857382645905986174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/7857382645905986174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/mamas-weekend-in-las-vegas.html' title='Mama&apos;s Weekend in Las Vegas!!'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Svyifp-LqwI/AAAAAAAABYU/4jjBw4FXl6U/s72-c/IMG_2126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-9010197547568616485</id><published>2009-11-03T14:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T14:48:50.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkins and Trick-or-Treating!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The older these munchkins get, the better certain activities are. Pumpkin carving and trick-or-treating are right up there on that list! This year, Emma was actually involved in the carving and she loved it just as much as her brother did! Jacob wanted to make sure that I didn't carve a scary face on his pumpkin, so we made it as "happy" as possible. Trick-or-treating was an absolute blast, even with Joe hobbling around with a boot on his foot (he fractured his ankle). This was the first year that Jacob really got into the trick-or-treating and because he was, of course his little sister was right on his heels. I'm not sure what's in store for us for Thanksgiving, but I do know that as long as we're together, a good time will be had by all. ;-)&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;***************************&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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_5400009202233693906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCvwkr61tI/AAAAAAAABWk/Ryq0EQa6Ki8/s400/IMG_2041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Joe had the pleasure of cutting the tops of our SMALL pumpkins. &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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCvwSdQaPI/AAAAAAAABWc/fWedpOMB1ro/s1600-h/IMG_2045.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_5400009197340354802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCvwSdQaPI/AAAAAAAABWc/fWedpOMB1ro/s400/IMG_2045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma loved her pumpkin so much, she gave it kisses. Yuck, I know, but she loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCvvw3Pv7I/AAAAAAAABWU/K6d66rhmEVA/s1600-h/IMG_2055b.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_5400009188322557874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCvvw3Pv7I/AAAAAAAABWU/K6d66rhmEVA/s400/IMG_2055b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Emma's first "feel" of the pumpkin goop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCvEGOaoJI/AAAAAAAABWM/_yqaaVWWLfo/s1600-h/IMG_2058.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_5400008438142640274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCvEGOaoJI/AAAAAAAABWM/_yqaaVWWLfo/s400/IMG_2058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And she LOVED it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCvDwLH8sI/AAAAAAAABWE/7JSSjbLMThE/s1600-h/IMG_2060.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_5400008432223253186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCvDwLH8sI/AAAAAAAABWE/7JSSjbLMThE/s400/IMG_2060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She dug right into it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCvDYuAEMI/AAAAAAAABV8/TPaP7USfDRU/s1600-h/IMG_2066.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_5400008425927086274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCvDYuAEMI/AAAAAAAABV8/TPaP7USfDRU/s400/IMG_2066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My happy boy digging in his pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCvC38UMdI/AAAAAAAABV0/TMHhZco9Wxs/s1600-h/IMG_2071.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_5400008417128755666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCvC38UMdI/AAAAAAAABV0/TMHhZco9Wxs/s400/IMG_2071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The Yenchik Family carving our pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&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/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCuKq9A6KI/AAAAAAAABVk/VDiHUvk8sak/s1600-h/IMG_2077.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_5400007451569350818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCuKq9A6KI/AAAAAAAABVk/VDiHUvk8sak/s400/IMG_2077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She was so happy with the finished product, I couldn't get her to turn it around and smile with it! She just wanted to look at her pumpkin and hug and kiss it more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCuKOlkFeI/AAAAAAAABVc/5kkJAvdus20/s1600-h/IMG_2087.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_5400007443954800098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCuKOlkFeI/AAAAAAAABVc/5kkJAvdus20/s400/IMG_2087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; He was SO excited that I put a candle in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCuJiXTOUI/AAAAAAAABVU/PlW6B0pLqiY/s1600-h/IMG_2089.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_5400007432083814722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCuJiXTOUI/AAAAAAAABVU/PlW6B0pLqiY/s400/IMG_2089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; "What are you looking at, pumpkin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCuJL8PBmI/AAAAAAAABVM/Zb8Mc1zChRo/s1600-h/IMG_2101.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_5400007426064713314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCuJL8PBmI/AAAAAAAABVM/Zb8Mc1zChRo/s400/IMG_2101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My handsome football player, complete with shoulder pads, a mouth piece and under eye paint. He would tell people at the door, "I'm a football player." So cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCuIh3UKCI/AAAAAAAABVE/O28ULEdUlm8/s1600-h/IMG_2102.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_5400007414769788962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCuIh3UKCI/AAAAAAAABVE/O28ULEdUlm8/s400/IMG_2102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Princess Aurora (from Sleeping Beauty--even though she's never seen the movie) and the football player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCtOEEmIuI/AAAAAAAABU8/m02o0h0emCQ/s1600-h/IMG_2106.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_5400006410340016866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCtOEEmIuI/AAAAAAAABU8/m02o0h0emCQ/s400/IMG_2106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Yep, she's wearing cowboy boots. They are princess light up boots, and if she could, she would wear them ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCtNqzqJUI/AAAAAAAABU0/cF1k2wj-FD0/s1600-h/IMG_2112.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_5400006403558090050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCtNqzqJUI/AAAAAAAABU0/cF1k2wj-FD0/s400/IMG_2112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Jacob is such a good big brother. He held Emma's hand and walk her to the door when we would get to a house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCtNY877FI/AAAAAAAABUs/SmgCZyfv2k0/s1600-h/IMG_2115.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_5400006398765165650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCtNY877FI/AAAAAAAABUs/SmgCZyfv2k0/s400/IMG_2115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Princess Emma only wore her tiara half the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCtMyxA9bI/AAAAAAAABUk/J8R7nJtjjcA/s1600-h/IMG_2121b.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_5400006388514616754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCtMyxA9bI/AAAAAAAABUk/J8R7nJtjjcA/s400/IMG_2121b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; We ran into the May family when we got back to mamie and grampa's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCtMSVHp9I/AAAAAAAABUc/M2WobJtOHq4/s1600-h/IMG_2122.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_5400006379807680466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCtMSVHp9I/AAAAAAAABUc/M2WobJtOHq4/s400/IMG_2122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; About to sit down and go through their "loot." We let Jacob eat as much candy as he wanted to for about 10 minutes...it's only one night a year, right? ;-)&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&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/7442279895235573836-9010197547568616485?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9010197547568616485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=9010197547568616485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/9010197547568616485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/9010197547568616485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/pumpkins-and-trick-or-treating.html' title='Pumpkins and Trick-or-Treating!'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SvCvwkr61tI/AAAAAAAABWk/Ryq0EQa6Ki8/s72-c/IMG_2041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-1572488015807216183</id><published>2009-10-21T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T13:33:11.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was a field trip to the pumpkin patch for Jacob's preschool. I was fortunate enough to be able to drive him and bring Emma along with us. It stormed last night, and rained on us a bit while we were there, so needless to say, it was a MUDDY MESS, but so much fun.&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;********************&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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_5395149729575381170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9sGCViqLI/AAAAAAAABUU/K4LxMPcnnUo/s400/IMG_2013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob was showing me how big of a pumpkin he wanted to get.&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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9sFhmDXpI/AAAAAAAABUM/yOh7z-lnwsw/s1600-h/IMG_2022.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_5395149720786263698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9sFhmDXpI/AAAAAAAABUM/yOh7z-lnwsw/s400/IMG_2022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My beautiful babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9sFSMP0gI/AAAAAAAABUE/9zXqhh_fc-4/s1600-h/IMG_2023.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_5395149716651495938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9sFSMP0gI/AAAAAAAABUE/9zXqhh_fc-4/s400/IMG_2023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Silly Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9sE50yZ6I/AAAAAAAABT8/p_f5rCIRqZw/s1600-h/IMG_2028.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_5395149710110648226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9sE50yZ6I/AAAAAAAABT8/p_f5rCIRqZw/s400/IMG_2028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The 3 of us on the hayride BEFORE we became giant mud balls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9sEhfwSQI/AAAAAAAABT0/iGpF6CEj0MU/s1600-h/IMG_2030.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_5395149703579977986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9sEhfwSQI/AAAAAAAABT0/iGpF6CEj0MU/s400/IMG_2030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Jacob was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; excited! He didn't know where to begin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9rVfCqYoI/AAAAAAAABTs/niI181DuNX4/s1600-h/IMG_2031.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_5395148895467233922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9rVfCqYoI/AAAAAAAABTs/niI181DuNX4/s400/IMG_2031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Emma picked out her pumpkin and sat down right away and started posing with it. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9rU4X2VlI/AAAAAAAABTk/EEm-xQ_mU9M/s1600-h/IMG_2034b.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_5395148885087114834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9rU4X2VlI/AAAAAAAABTk/EEm-xQ_mU9M/s400/IMG_2034b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My little buddy with his pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9rUFJee2I/AAAAAAAABTc/rmcS_fLNiJo/s1600-h/IMG_2037.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_5395148871336622946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9rUFJee2I/AAAAAAAABTc/rmcS_fLNiJo/s400/IMG_2037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Yep, that's right. Emma was eating mud. Tried to stop her, but it couldn't be helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9rSMuwZSI/AAAAAAAABTU/N_NKNyKAWkU/s1600-h/IMG_2038b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395148839012295970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9rSMuwZSI/AAAAAAAABTU/N_NKNyKAWkU/s400/IMG_2038b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Emma's attempt at getting the mud off of her boots. I think it was her way of playing more in the muddy water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9rQF2UdsI/AAAAAAAABTM/52abMp4igUk/s1600-h/IMG_2040.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_5395148802805233346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9rQF2UdsI/AAAAAAAABTM/52abMp4igUk/s400/IMG_2040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The kids enjoying their fresh, homemade donuts together.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-1572488015807216183?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1572488015807216183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=1572488015807216183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/1572488015807216183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/1572488015807216183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-was-field-trip-to-pumpkin-patch.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/St9sGCViqLI/AAAAAAAABUU/K4LxMPcnnUo/s72-c/IMG_2013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-2933619711848940574</id><published>2009-09-09T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T13:50:38.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Girl Dancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I guess today is the day to get caught up on my blogging. ;-) So here is a link to a video that I posted on YouTube of Emma dancing. We love to have dance sessions around here, and this was an evening that I just happened to have a camera! Check it out! Let me know what you think. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uiX0Zuc5xv4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uiX0Zuc5xv4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-2933619711848940574?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2933619711848940574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=2933619711848940574' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/2933619711848940574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/2933619711848940574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-girl-dancing.html' title='Baby Girl Dancing'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-4377311405545235608</id><published>2009-09-09T13:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T13:28:49.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob's First Day at Pre-School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, we did it. Today was Jacob's first day of &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;pre-school&lt;/span&gt;. I have been having a rough go at it the last few days leading up to it, but he just seemed to get more and more excited as the time drew near. Today was no exception. He was ECSTATIC when he woke up and realized that today was indeed Wednesday, the day that he got to go to school. Last night he was so excited, he picked out and laid his clothes out over his chair and this morning, he didn't want my help putting them on at all. When it came time to go to school, we dropped Emma off at Joe's parent's house, and Joe followed us over so he could be there for JJ's first day. Once he was settled, Joe left for work and I stayed for a bit (more for me than him probably). JJ was playing with some play-dough and I asked him if he was ready for me to leave. He said 'yes!' Okay, so I guess it was harder on me than him!! ;-) When Emma and I went back to pick him up, his beautiful little face LIT UP and he ran across the room and gave me the biggest, knock-down hug, straight from a movie. ;-) So needless to say, I have one happy little boy, and I am one happy mama to have my babies home again with me. ;-) Jacob asked if he could go back after he wakes up from his nap today. He LOVED it!!&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*************************&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;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_5379563470637812754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SqgMeXIIzBI/AAAAAAAABTA/tYkP57sTse0/s400/IMG_1830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Excited at breakfast!!&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;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_5379563459758775554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SqgMdumX3QI/AAAAAAAABS4/M0TVjZ_GHM0/s400/IMG_1832.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had to take the first day of school pictures out in front of the house. That's what moms are supposed to do, right?? ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379563451144874930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SqgMdOgqK7I/AAAAAAAABSw/c-1wNeyeB44/s400/IMG_1834.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Excited and ready to go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379563438636479314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SqgMcf6bM1I/AAAAAAAABSo/GXkLh9h4cCo/s400/IMG_1838.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;He wanted his daddy to put gel in his hair so he could have his hair done for school just like daddy. ;-)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&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_5379562942746187298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SqgL_ok91iI/AAAAAAAABSg/051qwfyZT1c/s400/IMG_1841b.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;At mamie and grandpa's house when we dropped off BooBoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379562934369030434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SqgL_JXskSI/AAAAAAAABSY/UKZhtVB2MMk/s400/IMG_1844b.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;FINALLY at school and SOOOOOO happy about it!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379562925835057762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SqgL-plCemI/AAAAAAAABSQ/CzUvFVIN0_s/s400/IMG_1846b.jpg" /&gt;My beautiful baby boy and I for his first day...man time flies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SqgL9yKcEwI/AAAAAAAABSI/H7narSIB0CY/s1600-h/IMG_1848.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_5379562910959538946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SqgL9yKcEwI/AAAAAAAABSI/H7narSIB0CY/s400/IMG_1848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; So the sun was a little bright in their eyes...it was a great spot for pictures!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SqgL9WShctI/AAAAAAAABSA/EVOHhMiPo6s/s1600-h/IMG_1850.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_5379562903477252818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SqgL9WShctI/AAAAAAAABSA/EVOHhMiPo6s/s400/IMG_1850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This is what I left him doing...I'm so proud of this little boy!!!&lt;/span&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/7442279895235573836-4377311405545235608?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4377311405545235608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=4377311405545235608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/4377311405545235608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/4377311405545235608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/jacobs-first-day-at-pre-school.html' title='Jacob&apos;s First Day at Pre-School'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SqgMeXIIzBI/AAAAAAAABTA/tYkP57sTse0/s72-c/IMG_1830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-7594504117527400648</id><published>2009-08-25T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T16:31:17.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let go, Let God...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let go, let God...I find myself saying that a lot lately. Let go, let God take care of my dad and his job situation. Let go, let God take care of my sanity with raising two, small kids. Let go, let God take care of our finances. I have a really good friend that it seems as though we are constantly saying that to one another, Let go, Let God. As a human, it is hard at times to let go and just let God do His thing. However, I know that when I do, it all gets taken care of. Go figure! I stop worrying or meddling with it and it still works! ;-) I just have to let go of complete control and know that He will take care of me AND my family. So that is my prayer, with everything that is on my plate right now, and will be on my plate in the future, to let go and let God take over. I have faith that even if I fall, He will be there to pick me back up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-7594504117527400648?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7594504117527400648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=7594504117527400648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/7594504117527400648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/7594504117527400648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/let-go-let-god.html' title='Let go, Let God...'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-4652932910230750046</id><published>2009-08-05T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T15:37:10.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob's 3rd Year Check-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On Monday, I took Jacob in for his 3rd year check-up. Dr. Shawn said that he looks great and is doing great. He is off the charts in his height, and is thinning out and staying on track with his weight. I may just be his mama, but I think he's perfect! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;His 3rd Year Stats:&lt;br /&gt;&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Weight: 40 pounds&lt;br /&gt;Height: 39.5 inches&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;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_5366607743710465922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnoFTzS5D4I/AAAAAAAABR4/kSBrYNhtxr0/s400/IMG_1223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob got a new tick-tock from nana &amp;amp; papa. He LOVES it!!!&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*******************&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't normally bring both kids to each other's doctor appointments, but this particular day, I decided to have Emma come with me. She has been teething and started out with a runny nose. She usually gets a runny nose when she's teething so I didn't think anything of it, but it started turning the yucky colors, but I won't go into detail about that. Anyway, I just wanted to get her checked to see if it had turned into a sinus infection. Nope! Walking pneumonia. I almost started crying right then and there. I know that it's not that bad, but hello?! This is my baby girl we are talking about!! So the doctor got her started on antibiotics, and she seems to be doing fine, but until everything is cleared up, I'm still one worried mama!!&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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnoFTjnDaFI/AAAAAAAABRw/wCShRlCtCoY/s1600-h/IMG_1292.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_5366607739500062802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnoFTjnDaFI/AAAAAAAABRw/wCShRlCtCoY/s400/IMG_1292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Here she is last week when we took her to the beach. She absolutely LOVED it! I thought she just had a teething runny nose...sigh. I'm just super thankful that we caught it in time!!&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/7442279895235573836-4652932910230750046?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4652932910230750046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=4652932910230750046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/4652932910230750046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/4652932910230750046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/jacobs-3rd-year-check-up.html' title='Jacob&apos;s 3rd Year Check-up'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnoFTzS5D4I/AAAAAAAABR4/kSBrYNhtxr0/s72-c/IMG_1223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-7333589387707594340</id><published>2009-07-28T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:19:56.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 3rd Birthday, Jacob!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My dear, sweet, spunky boy, Jacob,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My oh my! I cannot believe that you are 3 years old today!! You are such an amazing little boy and your daddy, sister, and I love you so much!! Everyone loves you! You look so much like your daddy and you have since the day you were born 3 years ago. People are always saying how handsome you are, and it's true. You are SO handsome! I guess you are going to keep your strawberry blond hair, and I think it's gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right now, you love to do everything that your daddy does. It's great! You just did a Little Hoopsters Basketball camp and did awesome!! At first, daddy and I were laughing at your antics of running and rolling around on the ground, but by the last day, you only did that once! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am soooooo proud and happy to be your mama. You are my loving, little tender heart. You love your sister, but you don't necessarily want to share with her all the time. You will someday though, so I'm not too worried. You're going to start preschool this fall, and as happy as I am for you to start this new chapter of your life, it is hard for me to let you go, even a little. I know that it's going to be good for you, but you're my baby boy. I love you so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I look forward to seeing what God has in store for you. Tonight at your birthday dinner, when you thanked God for your birthday, and for your mama, daddy, BooBoo girl, papa, and your new tick-tock, I couldn't help but smile. You bring so much joy to my life! Thank you for being my Bubby Bear, and loving me unconditionally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Jacob! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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_5363968723045659202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnClIlNxMkI/AAAAAAAABRo/LNPxAyx3h8g/s400/IMG_1239.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you woke up this morning, the first words out of your mouth were, "Mama! Where's papa?" It's like you had forgotten that it was your birthday, but you were excited that papa was asleep out in the living room! Once you came out there, you got to open a few presents from mama &amp;amp; daddy. As you can see, you slept in your tick-tock that nana and papa gave to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnClIHhS1KI/AAAAAAAABRg/jZtVdKJQars/s1600-h/IMG_1249.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_5363968715074491554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnClIHhS1KI/AAAAAAAABRg/jZtVdKJQars/s400/IMG_1249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Daddy was still home when you got up and you were so excited to see him too! Daddy is super proud of his little buddy too and loves spending time with you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnClH9WBEVI/AAAAAAAABRY/BFzr5vOPe7I/s1600-h/IMG_1266.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_5363968712342835538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnClH9WBEVI/AAAAAAAABRY/BFzr5vOPe7I/s400/IMG_1266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After breakfast, we loaded up in the car and went over to Newport. First we stopped to see daddy and get adjusted by uncle Paul, then we went to Nye Beach. You LOVED it!! It was like your own personal, gigantic sand box and swimming pool combined!! You had to take your shoes off right away!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnCkIQuizjI/AAAAAAAABRQ/S7vTREfnrTo/s1600-h/IMG_1281.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_5363967618034355762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnCkIQuizjI/AAAAAAAABRQ/S7vTREfnrTo/s400/IMG_1281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; You wanted to get in the water first thing! Good thing I packed extra clothes towels for you!! You ran your little booty off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnCkIDzBrtI/AAAAAAAABRI/Zr0wv3FpVAQ/s1600-h/IMG_1291.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_5363967614563495634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnCkIDzBrtI/AAAAAAAABRI/Zr0wv3FpVAQ/s400/IMG_1291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I was very grateful that you would occasionally turn and say, "Cheeeeeze!" for me so I could get a cute picture of you. The water was very cold, but you were such a trooper!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnCkHmCdPoI/AAAAAAAABRA/fBu8bovyj2A/s1600-h/IMG_1295.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_5363967606575152770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnCkHmCdPoI/AAAAAAAABRA/fBu8bovyj2A/s400/IMG_1295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; You tried to help your sister walk in the water, but I got a little nervous about it. Emma didn't want anyone to hold her hand in the water, and I don't think you would have been able to hold her up when the water hit her. I was very happy to see you help her though!! You are mama's little helper!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnCkHBAKBDI/AAAAAAAABQ4/NcjNQlkIKN4/s1600-h/IMG_1297b.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_5363967596633392178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnCkHBAKBDI/AAAAAAAABQ4/NcjNQlkIKN4/s400/IMG_1297b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You liked to go in the water with papa. And I must say, I think that he was pretty proud to take you out there. You were all smiles and giggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnCkG2C6o5I/AAAAAAAABQw/FjG6sR1NSlU/s1600-h/IMG_1304b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363967593692177298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnCkG2C6o5I/AAAAAAAABQw/FjG6sR1NSlU/s400/IMG_1304b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; After the ocean, we had to come back to the dry sand and try to get warm. There was a big difference in temperature from the water to the dry stuff!! You got COVERED in sand, even sandy crack. Hee hee hee. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363744652303064210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_ZV8ps3JI/AAAAAAAABQk/ZXa1KLooJ2E/s400/IMG_1307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks for taking a picture with me. I know that I'm always asking for you to take a picture with me and you don't always want to, but trust me. Someday you're going to look back and be glad that I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_ZVsw4L2I/AAAAAAAABQY/jmLyI5GENy8/s1600-h/IMG_1310.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_5363744648038199138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_ZVsw4L2I/AAAAAAAABQY/jmLyI5GENy8/s400/IMG_1310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; We played until our hearts were content at the beach! You and your sister did not want to leave!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_ZU94x4GI/AAAAAAAABQM/m3mYTLzONUw/s1600-h/IMG_1323.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_5363744635454873698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_ZU94x4GI/AAAAAAAABQM/m3mYTLzONUw/s400/IMG_1323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; One of your favorite things was to throw the sand...much to my dismay. But it's your birthday, buddy!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_ZUma_pSI/AAAAAAAABQE/m9Ljx0hBW4c/s1600-h/IMG_1330.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_5363744629155931426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_ZUma_pSI/AAAAAAAABQE/m9Ljx0hBW4c/s400/IMG_1330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Papa took us to lunch at Georgie's. We love Georgie's! You got to pick out a toy from the treasure chest, and you got your usual...peanut butter and jelly sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_ZUCoL1zI/AAAAAAAABP8/z2LnBvB_IJE/s1600-h/IMG_1332.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_5363744619547580210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_ZUCoL1zI/AAAAAAAABP8/z2LnBvB_IJE/s400/IMG_1332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After lunch, we went to the Oregon Coast Aquarium!!!! Thanks to mamie and grandpa, we have a family pass so we can go whenever we like!! You LOVE going to the Aquarium!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_YqvZWILI/AAAAAAAABP0/EcpKQ4xBnFQ/s1600-h/IMG_1333.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_5363743910010429618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_YqvZWILI/AAAAAAAABP0/EcpKQ4xBnFQ/s400/IMG_1333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; There you are again, with your papa. I think you were showing him all the bright colored fish in this particular tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_YqFYw2oI/AAAAAAAABPs/pElC6bSm_5Y/s1600-h/IMG_1341.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_5363743898733697666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_YqFYw2oI/AAAAAAAABPs/pElC6bSm_5Y/s400/IMG_1341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob vs. the giant crab. You were mesmerized by this silly thing. Your mama doesn't like to look at them, just eat them. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_Yp4gy-FI/AAAAAAAABPk/ZH_1WUURHa4/s1600-h/IMG_1344.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_5363743895277729874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_Yp4gy-FI/AAAAAAAABPk/ZH_1WUURHa4/s400/IMG_1344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Here you are on one of your many times that you needed to sit down. You were wearing your sandals and kept getting rocks inside of them. One of the many things I love about you is that you are particular. You like things a certain way, and when those silly little rocks kept getting in your shoes, you had to stop and have papa take them off again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_Ypnl3UBI/AAAAAAAABPc/xdGHxKTaVNk/s1600-h/IMG_1349.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_5363743890735583250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_Ypnl3UBI/AAAAAAAABPc/xdGHxKTaVNk/s400/IMG_1349.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The bird area might just be one of your favorite places to go into. You actually get to go right next to them, and see them swim and take baths. You stood in this spot for a long time just watching them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_YpKFFCCI/AAAAAAAABPU/zeaQwtuExFU/s1600-h/IMG_1354.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_5363743882813442082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_YpKFFCCI/AAAAAAAABPU/zeaQwtuExFU/s400/IMG_1354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; After a long day playing at the beach and aquarium, you were tuckered out on the way home. Your sister on the other hand got a bit of a nap in my backpack, so she kept trying to wake you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_XbLlUO-I/AAAAAAAABPM/YUM8K7w2KHQ/s1600-h/IMG_1355.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_5363742543187295202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_XbLlUO-I/AAAAAAAABPM/YUM8K7w2KHQ/s400/IMG_1355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I think you might have worn papa out too. He snoozed with you in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_XaxlXgMI/AAAAAAAABPE/i827nxSmdvc/s1600-h/IMG_1356.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_5363742536208187586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_XaxlXgMI/AAAAAAAABPE/i827nxSmdvc/s400/IMG_1356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Once we got home, of course you were all rested from your nap in the car, so papa sat down with you and taught you how to play tic-tac-toe. You loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_XaqCSJqI/AAAAAAAABO8/PTJbIxSHQwg/s1600-h/IMG_1357.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_5363742534181988002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_XaqCSJqI/AAAAAAAABO8/PTJbIxSHQwg/s400/IMG_1357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Instead of making you another cake, because it was 105 degrees or so, we went to Dairy Queen and you got to pick out your very own ice cream cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_XZwv-BZI/AAAAAAAABO0/2yqPEnqH3w0/s1600-h/IMG_1359.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_5363742518804350354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_XZwv-BZI/AAAAAAAABO0/2yqPEnqH3w0/s400/IMG_1359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Mamie and grandpa came over and had some cake with you, Emma, papa and I to finish off our night. What a wonderful night it was. You were missing daddy because he was in class, but we tried to make your day as fun as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_XZf-IK3I/AAAAAAAABOs/QUQTH_nTyJQ/s1600-h/IMG_1360.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_5363742514300332914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sm_XZf-IK3I/AAAAAAAABOs/QUQTH_nTyJQ/s400/IMG_1360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Happy 3rd Birthday, my little Bubby Bear!! You are so loved and appreciated and you just mean the world to us!! Please never, never lose your tender heart, and always know that your mama and daddy are here for you for ANYTHING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;XOXOXOXOXO&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&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/7442279895235573836-7333589387707594340?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7333589387707594340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=7333589387707594340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/7333589387707594340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/7333589387707594340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-3rd-birthday-jacob.html' title='Happy 3rd Birthday, Jacob!!'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SnClIlNxMkI/AAAAAAAABRo/LNPxAyx3h8g/s72-c/IMG_1239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-5314407780895729305</id><published>2009-07-26T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T14:00:12.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Emma's 15 Month Check-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My sweet Emma is now 15 months. I find myself being one of those moms that's always asking, "Where does the time go?!" I just try to enjoy every little minute of being a Mama to these two wonderful, beautiful, spunky, energetic, loving, snugly little kids the best that I can. I am so thankful that God has blessed me with them. Because I know that they truly are a gift from Him, and each day I have with them is a blessing.&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, Emma had her 15 month check-up on Friday. She was doing okay, until Dr. Shawn came in the room and she clung to me like her little life depended on it. It was a bit difficult for him to check out her ears and her mouth, but we did it! Once again, he said she is perfect (seriously). ;-) &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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Her 15 month stats:&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Weight: 24 lbs 15.5 oz (you might as well call it 25 lbs) ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Height: 32.5 inches (she's the height of an average 23 month old)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Head: 18.75&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She is growing and healthy and is once again teething. Thankfully, it hasn't bothered her sleeping habits much, but occasionally it does mess with her afternoon naps, much to her Mama's dismay. ;-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&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;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_5362872909989660514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmzAf3d_x2I/AAAAAAAABOk/vib8fsn2d8g/s400/IMG_1124b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She just got up from her 3 hour nap (her teeth obviously didn't bother her for this nap) and she had her crazy hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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_5362872907952559074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmzAfv4UE-I/AAAAAAAABOc/jwExO708epw/s400/IMG_1125.JPG" /&gt;BEAUTIFUL blue eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362872896617587730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmzAfFp2JBI/AAAAAAAABOU/zTk9ZNf9o04/s400/IMG_1132b.jpg" /&gt;My baby girl got her Mama's stick straight hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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_5362872892558462994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmzAe2iE0BI/AAAAAAAABOM/F6mxg736fD4/s400/IMG_1133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Being silly on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362872888418044146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmzAenG7CPI/AAAAAAAABOE/AfEf9AAeUMo/s400/IMG_1192.JPG" /&gt;Enjoying her big brother's water, without his permission of course. &lt;/span&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/7442279895235573836-5314407780895729305?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5314407780895729305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=5314407780895729305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/5314407780895729305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/5314407780895729305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/miss-emmas-15-month-check-up.html' title='Miss Emma&apos;s 15 Month Check-up'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmzAf3d_x2I/AAAAAAAABOk/vib8fsn2d8g/s72-c/IMG_1124b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-210846748700859251</id><published>2009-07-19T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:19:41.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob's 3rd Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday was Jacob's 3rd Birthday Party. I cannot believe he's going to be 3 in less than 10 days. The last 3 years have FLOWN by!! Needless to say, it was another great day!! Jacob actually enjoyed having Happy Birthday sung to him, and he enjoyed, for the first time, opening his presents. While it was hard for him to stop playing at the park, he didn't fuss this year about it at all!! YAHOO!! The sun was shining, the guests were amazing as always, and we were thoroughly exhausted by the end of the day. It was well worth it all. ;-) &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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&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;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_5360280311631655826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOKix9TM5I/AAAAAAAABNU/HsmFJ2zPQR8/s400/IMG_1051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had to take a picture of him when we were leaving for the park. He was sooooo excited. He actually woke up yesterday morning saying, "It's my Birthday Party day!!" Such a sweet boy!!&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOJ-PeOAhI/AAAAAAAABNM/RfiOauf70-o/s1600-h/IMG_1121b.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_5360279683899195922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOJ-PeOAhI/AAAAAAAABNM/RfiOauf70-o/s400/IMG_1121b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This picture was actually at the end of the day. Jacob didn't want to have to get off of his new bike for the family picture. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOJ9xERrrI/AAAAAAAABNE/MDCEmaXp8p8/s1600-h/IMG_1117b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360279675737321138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOJ9xERrrI/AAAAAAAABNE/MDCEmaXp8p8/s400/IMG_1117b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miss Independent at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOJ9k5OSGI/AAAAAAAABM8/bKDMnT5Y23M/s1600-h/IMG_1114b.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_5360279672469735522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOJ9k5OSGI/AAAAAAAABM8/bKDMnT5Y23M/s400/IMG_1114b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daddy and his little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOJ9bpJYWI/AAAAAAAABM0/I1UPWdXhXVo/s1600-h/IMG_1112b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360279669986386274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOJ9bpJYWI/AAAAAAAABM0/I1UPWdXhXVo/s400/IMG_1112b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me and my chocolate faced little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOJd2KuJGI/AAAAAAAABMs/V4fFkBUnHP8/s1600-h/IMG_1108b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360279127350715490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOJd2KuJGI/AAAAAAAABMs/V4fFkBUnHP8/s400/IMG_1108b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Sitting on his new bike!! He was soooooo excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOJdgqE7jI/AAAAAAAABMk/YiDmUCJ86DY/s1600-h/IMG_1094b.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_5360279121576652338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOJdgqE7jI/AAAAAAAABMk/YiDmUCJ86DY/s400/IMG_1094b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My brother &amp;amp; I...can't see the family resemblance at all, can you?? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOJdbUAjfI/AAAAAAAABMc/JXKOQfVo-Ww/s1600-h/IMG_1091b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360279120141913586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOJdbUAjfI/AAAAAAAABMc/JXKOQfVo-Ww/s400/IMG_1091b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My girlfriend, Amy, from college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOJc1H53nI/AAAAAAAABMM/UN4sItCfMSQ/s1600-h/IMG_1084b.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_5360279109890596466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOJc1H53nI/AAAAAAAABMM/UN4sItCfMSQ/s400/IMG_1084b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Miss Tatum wasn't very happy. I think we got her when she was supposed to be napping. Poor kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOIlNY5a5I/AAAAAAAABME/zBskubMAo-Y/s1600-h/IMG_1081.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_5360278154331646866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOIlNY5a5I/AAAAAAAABME/zBskubMAo-Y/s400/IMG_1081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Jacob's buddy, Shane, helped him open his presents. When it came time for JJ to open the present that Shane and his brother Drew brought, Shane said, "Here Jacob. Open your toolbox." ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOIk4cw06I/AAAAAAAABL8/m7k8wlSrIYQ/s1600-h/IMG_1070.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_5360278148710716322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOIk4cw06I/AAAAAAAABL8/m7k8wlSrIYQ/s400/IMG_1070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My brother, Josh, and my niece, Jadyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOIknpLzCI/AAAAAAAABL0/n29lpLpyKgc/s1600-h/IMG_1066.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_5360278144199412770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOIknpLzCI/AAAAAAAABL0/n29lpLpyKgc/s400/IMG_1066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My sweet nephew Chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOIkAaHDxI/AAAAAAAABLs/dm9W3HWOlsU/s1600-h/IMG_1056.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_5360278133667204882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOIkAaHDxI/AAAAAAAABLs/dm9W3HWOlsU/s400/IMG_1056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend Stacy's kiddos, Jared and Audrey. Jacob still has a thing for Audrey...and she's FIVE!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f328e00a06b67bb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0f328e00a06b67bb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331268084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D639716880E2CCCDA60D457CB168649F74FA629F2.5CD13E95F8434D10C504F8DA9F0771B31983083D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df328e00a06b67bb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGI1x4UO9ka7REB1xfGW3WThfWnM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0f328e00a06b67bb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331268084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D639716880E2CCCDA60D457CB168649F74FA629F2.5CD13E95F8434D10C504F8DA9F0771B31983083D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df328e00a06b67bb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGI1x4UO9ka7REB1xfGW3WThfWnM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob blowing out his birthday candles. I made all of the munchkins their own "Birthday Cake Cones" with Gummy Bears and sprinkles on top. The really liked the top with all of the frosting and candy, but there were all of these half-eaten cones laying around on the tables. ;-) The rest of us got to enjoy the oh-so-yummy, "Holy Cow Cake".&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-210846748700859251?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f328e00a06b67bb&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/210846748700859251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=210846748700859251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/210846748700859251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/210846748700859251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/jacob.html' title='Jacob&apos;s 3rd Birthday Party'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SmOKix9TM5I/AAAAAAAABNU/HsmFJ2zPQR8/s72-c/IMG_1051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-1899028124210332269</id><published>2009-07-01T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T14:51:15.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fountain, A Tricycle, A Scooter...And One CRAZY Family!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Joe's Uncle Tom (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; as we fondly call him around here) is home from Iraq and leaves again this Sunday. So some of the family got together for a little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;barbecue&lt;/span&gt; at Uncle Ron &amp;amp; Auntie &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steph's&lt;/span&gt; house. Seriously, this family NEVER ceases to amaze me. The kids love to be around them, and for the most part, I think they enjoy the kids being around! It gives Uncle Ron an excuse to act like a giant kid himself and play with the kids' toys...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;.&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&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/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvQ7T1fF8I/AAAAAAAABLc/OZGMwjuVJOc/s1600-h/IMG_0575b.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_5353602299415435202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvQ7T1fF8I/AAAAAAAABLc/OZGMwjuVJOc/s400/IMG_0575b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Once the kiddos discovered the fountain, nothing else mattered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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_5353602293865372898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvQ6_KP3OI/AAAAAAAABLU/XOTiTmPfiK8/s400/IMG_0577b.jpg" /&gt;Auntie &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; has "treasures" in the water that they both liked to "dive" for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvQ6UdEqmI/AAAAAAAABLM/cZEbkSu7Z80/s1600-h/IMG_0580b.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_5353602282401606242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvQ6UdEqmI/AAAAAAAABLM/cZEbkSu7Z80/s400/IMG_0580b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma got one!!&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: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353602279321785666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvQ6I-yVUI/AAAAAAAABLE/cAtt7Bfp5ug/s400/IMG_0581b.jpg" /&gt;She LOVES the water!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvQb7rrvKI/AAAAAAAABK0/eez5HqszZxA/s1600-h/IMG_0583b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353601760355925154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvQb7rrvKI/AAAAAAAABK0/eez5HqszZxA/s400/IMG_0583b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; She thought it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; funny to put water on her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvQbX7eynI/AAAAAAAABKs/J-VfFUCofnU/s1600-h/IMG_0586b.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_5353601750758509170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvQbX7eynI/AAAAAAAABKs/J-VfFUCofnU/s400/IMG_0586b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma was SOAKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvQbN5z07I/AAAAAAAABKk/OEsn0H7C3LI/s1600-h/IMG_0587b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353601748067144626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvQbN5z07I/AAAAAAAABKk/OEsn0H7C3LI/s400/IMG_0587b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; And this is why!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvQa2v2QcI/AAAAAAAABKc/fU7SRzKulaw/s1600-h/IMG_0598b.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_5353601741851345346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvQa2v2QcI/AAAAAAAABKc/fU7SRzKulaw/s400/IMG_0598b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Uncle Ron and "His Girl".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvPyTDmzYI/AAAAAAAABKU/pxkpleW9g0M/s1600-h/IMG_0605b.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_5353601045075774850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvPyTDmzYI/AAAAAAAABKU/pxkpleW9g0M/s400/IMG_0605b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Uncle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; chasing Jacob on his tricycle. Yes, it was VERY hot outside, but when he's used to 115 degree weather, this weather is on the cooler side (hence the need for a sweatshirt, jeans and boots).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvPyMlJoxI/AAAAAAAABKM/am0ys4Td71k/s1600-h/IMG_0608b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353601043337421586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvPyMlJoxI/AAAAAAAABKM/am0ys4Td71k/s400/IMG_0608b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Three Brothers and a Baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-37892ceee2a9cb86" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D37892ceee2a9cb86%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331268084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DCC8F41617FDE31B67B93CB60F6C498EF852F206.92243FADC0ACD836E1C086830F080966FF61241%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D37892ceee2a9cb86%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBLdq7ZePVG9byMD3rZPBf-vb06c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D37892ceee2a9cb86%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331268084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DCC8F41617FDE31B67B93CB60F6C498EF852F206.92243FADC0ACD836E1C086830F080966FF61241%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D37892ceee2a9cb86%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBLdq7ZePVG9byMD3rZPBf-vb06c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think one of the cutest things in the world is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nakie&lt;/span&gt; baby just learning to walk. Of course I'm not going to post a completely &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nakie&lt;/span&gt; picture of my beautiful baby girl on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;, so this is as close as it's going to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvPxjzekvI/AAAAAAAABKE/isifjWCWG7Q/s1600-h/IMG_0614.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_5353601032391660274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvPxjzekvI/AAAAAAAABKE/isifjWCWG7Q/s400/IMG_0614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Emma getting a ride on the tricycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvPxXh-IXI/AAAAAAAABJ8/CjDOuoHhXmk/s1600-h/IMG_0622b.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_5353601029097005426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvPxXh-IXI/AAAAAAAABJ8/CjDOuoHhXmk/s400/IMG_0622b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Uncle Ron about to get a ride on the tricycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvPxD5l7dI/AAAAAAAABJ0/k9v_2waiuNs/s1600-h/IMG_0625b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353601023827373522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvPxD5l7dI/AAAAAAAABJ0/k9v_2waiuNs/s400/IMG_0625b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This picture makes me laugh!! Look at his face and how hard he has to work to get that thing to go!! We were all laughing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; hard!! &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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;**************************&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Uncle Ron vs. Jacob...who can scooter faster??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a286622fe8611219" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da286622fe8611219%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331268084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D76CD1D6EA49DC76C3995EF078D96C7343D8024B3.3F39DE5B864016CA5CAC78D09BADE5D570B45E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da286622fe8611219%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-iKst1al_Q26a1o9CtXXwzPDuR8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da286622fe8611219%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331268084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D76CD1D6EA49DC76C3995EF078D96C7343D8024B3.3F39DE5B864016CA5CAC78D09BADE5D570B45E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da286622fe8611219%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-iKst1al_Q26a1o9CtXXwzPDuR8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2941b9361527b4c2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2941b9361527b4c2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331268084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2EE99D332C148B3B0CD221A07000E667413A61D5.4E5A2144B2F1AAE92344E55E8601311D624BAA0B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2941b9361527b4c2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvtUs_gW5b3nXboanblHFijoKXx8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2941b9361527b4c2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331268084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2EE99D332C148B3B0CD221A07000E667413A61D5.4E5A2144B2F1AAE92344E55E8601311D624BAA0B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2941b9361527b4c2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvtUs_gW5b3nXboanblHFijoKXx8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You decide... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvPNqLx11I/AAAAAAAABJs/NGELIqtcyU4/s1600-h/IMG_0654b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353600415628908370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvPNqLx11I/AAAAAAAABJs/NGELIqtcyU4/s400/IMG_0654b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; At the end of the day, we were playing with puzzles and unwinding in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;JJ's&lt;/span&gt; room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We got up today and decided that since the temperature is supposed to get up to around 90, we would go and play outside in the morning instead of waiting until the afternoon. So, we piled into the car and went to Mamie and Grandpa's house to get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;JJ's&lt;/span&gt; tricycle. Jacob hopped on and rode it from their house all the way to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Philomath&lt;/span&gt; City Park (that is 1/2 mile away). We played there for about an hour and then he got back on and rode it back to their house! My baby boy rode ONE MILE on his tricycle today!!!! I am the proudest Mama in the entire world!!!! Needless to say, he is still napping as I type this. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvPNbkA3fI/AAAAAAAABJk/RUOB0MKLmiQ/s1600-h/IMG_0666b.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_5353600411704024562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvPNbkA3fI/AAAAAAAABJk/RUOB0MKLmiQ/s400/IMG_0666b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This was my little buddy leaving the park, getting ready for his 1/2 mile trek home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353600401616815602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvPM1_CRfI/AAAAAAAABJc/uKxAnvi7Fb0/s400/IMG_0671.JPG" /&gt;When we got back to Mamie &amp;amp; Grandpa's house, we all rested and ate ice cream and played in the water...okay, well I didn't get in, but I rested and ate ice cream. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353600398376562530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvPMp6f72I/AAAAAAAABJU/i56nrOi0hbU/s400/IMG_0685.JPG" /&gt;They were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooooo&lt;/span&gt; happy to be playing in the water!!!&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&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/7442279895235573836-1899028124210332269?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2941b9361527b4c2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a286622fe8611219&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1899028124210332269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=1899028124210332269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/1899028124210332269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/1899028124210332269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/fountain-tricycle-scooterand-one-crazy.html' title='A Fountain, A Tricycle, A Scooter...And One CRAZY Family!'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkvQ7T1fF8I/AAAAAAAABLc/OZGMwjuVJOc/s72-c/IMG_0575b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-778291709272256127</id><published>2009-06-30T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:57:15.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking flowers and painting houses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah, the joys of summer...I LOVE IT!! Emma is now walking a good majority of the time, except when she realizes she's still faster at crawling. And Jacob has been enjoying helping Mamie and Grandpa paint their house. The weather is gorgeous and the kiddos LOVE playing outside!! &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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just thought I'd give you and updated version of Miss Emma walking. She's gotten so much better in just the last week!! ;-)&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;********************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5e7a9728f42540a2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5e7a9728f42540a2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331268084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B9BAC1AD28D3CEB4CD6FC5F08E3E116BA32FB87.35B4A71B80F1444386B282EA43BC37A9BCB013EA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5e7a9728f42540a2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl_bIcByYGy2-npXqNKzDkx0sGqg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5e7a9728f42540a2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331268084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B9BAC1AD28D3CEB4CD6FC5F08E3E116BA32FB87.35B4A71B80F1444386B282EA43BC37A9BCB013EA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5e7a9728f42540a2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl_bIcByYGy2-npXqNKzDkx0sGqg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqFXOfRcSI/AAAAAAAABJE/beuNyw4woi4/s1600-h/IMG_0570b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Walking AND picking flowers...she's getting quite confident!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&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_5353237741156004130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqFXOfRcSI/AAAAAAAABJE/beuNyw4woi4/s400/IMG_0570b.jpg" /&gt;Jacob LOVES to ride his tricycle next to Grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqE_IniO2I/AAAAAAAABI8/lSUzQVvU8TU/s1600-h/IMG_0556.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_5353237327263185762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqE_IniO2I/AAAAAAAABI8/lSUzQVvU8TU/s400/IMG_0556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; She's not a huge fan of grass, but she does love to pick the dandelions out of Mamie and Grandpa's front yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqE-rpXfjI/AAAAAAAABI0/G-1lOk5qJ6I/s1600-h/IMG_0552b.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_5353237319486242354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqE-rpXfjI/AAAAAAAABI0/G-1lOk5qJ6I/s400/IMG_0552b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Walking at Mamie &amp;amp; Grandpa's house...so cute now that she doesn't have to crawl everywhere with her dresses on. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqE-DiXW8I/AAAAAAAABIs/ZHEqdkOZF8o/s1600-h/IMG_0550b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353237308719455170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqE-DiXW8I/AAAAAAAABIs/ZHEqdkOZF8o/s400/IMG_0550b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I just LOVE her blue eyes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqE98caJeI/AAAAAAAABIk/bFHMAGev3Xw/s1600-h/IMG_0540b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353237306815423970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqE98caJeI/AAAAAAAABIk/bFHMAGev3Xw/s400/IMG_0540b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My little golfer. I promise, this kid has better accuracy and aim than I do!! Not that that's saying much, but he loves to set the ball on the tee and whack it!! He's very good, if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqE9m7q4UI/AAAAAAAABIc/yl_vZpua_wU/s1600-h/IMG_0539b.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_5353237301040963906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqE9m7q4UI/AAAAAAAABIc/yl_vZpua_wU/s400/IMG_0539b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma got her own bike helmet yesterday. Jacob insisted that we put it on her because he actually wanted to share his trike with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqEYlKVpMI/AAAAAAAABIU/r_z1s6tFEeA/s1600-h/IMG_0535.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_5353236664910456002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqEYlKVpMI/AAAAAAAABIU/r_z1s6tFEeA/s400/IMG_0535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Jacob helping Grandpa paint his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqEYSans3I/AAAAAAAABIM/n4Vx8CPLIbU/s1600-h/IMG_0534.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_5353236659878474610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqEYSans3I/AAAAAAAABIM/n4Vx8CPLIbU/s400/IMG_0534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're doing a great job, Buddy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqEYMPnVkI/AAAAAAAABIE/-DdICjJ6Em8/s1600-h/IMG_0531b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353236658221700674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqEYMPnVkI/AAAAAAAABIE/-DdICjJ6Em8/s400/IMG_0531b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; He gets so excited to be able snap and unsnap his own helmet. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqEXpSYCyI/AAAAAAAABH8/AWvRHfk-Gxw/s1600-h/IMG_0530b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353236648838040354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqEXpSYCyI/AAAAAAAABH8/AWvRHfk-Gxw/s400/IMG_0530b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; BooBoo on Jacob's tricycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqEXRcsL2I/AAAAAAAABH0/7tpxydm8tSU/s1600-h/IMG_0547.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_5353236642438852450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqEXRcsL2I/AAAAAAAABH0/7tpxydm8tSU/s400/IMG_0547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My little doll baby and I.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-778291709272256127?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5e7a9728f42540a2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/778291709272256127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=778291709272256127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/778291709272256127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/778291709272256127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/ah-joys-of-summer.html' title='Picking flowers and painting houses'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkqFXOfRcSI/AAAAAAAABJE/beuNyw4woi4/s72-c/IMG_0570b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-3534876872994532177</id><published>2009-06-24T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T13:54:21.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Great Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First and foremost, I LOVE LOVE LOVE (!!!) being the Mama of these two WONDERFUL children. God has blessed me so much with them and I just love being able to stay home and take care of them. This morning, we all slept in and lazed around the house. It's a GORGEOUS Oregon day today, so we put our sunscreen on and went out back to mow the yard. I know, right? You'd think that wouldn't be that fun for kids, but let me tell ya! These kids are GREAT! Emma rides along in my ErgoBaby carrier and Jacob uses his own "special" lawnmower and mows right along with me! Every once in a while he'll shout, "Mama!!" And he'll be standing there giving me the thumbs up sign. ;-) After we mowed the lawn, we were all hot and sweaty so we (I) blew up the swimming pool and had a good ol' time! I LOVE THE BEAUTIFUL WEATHER!!!!!! Thank you Jesus for blessing me with this wonderful family and this awesome weather!!!!!!! &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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, here are some pictures and a short video from our wonderful 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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;***********************&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-35f9bacae9613f59" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D35f9bacae9613f59%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331268084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80E75DB2970C61EE2A0122AD28DCE6D4332637DA.3873076C2F92D9513EC6AF18C425F202E1528125%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D35f9bacae9613f59%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DB4FcrxR8BoJzjPAUxOwG-9v-SDc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D35f9bacae9613f59%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331268084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80E75DB2970C61EE2A0122AD28DCE6D4332637DA.3873076C2F92D9513EC6AF18C425F202E1528125%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D35f9bacae9613f59%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DB4FcrxR8BoJzjPAUxOwG-9v-SDc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Munchkins playing in the pool!&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;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKPOWl-_KI/AAAAAAAABG8/JLdk9vM9_JU/s1600-h/IMG_0358.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_5350996784015408290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKPOWl-_KI/AAAAAAAABG8/JLdk9vM9_JU/s400/IMG_0358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This was Emma lounging after she played in the pool. Mama got booted out of her chair.&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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKPBI4ZvpI/AAAAAAAABG0/-d3Xp_oIVg4/s1600-h/IMG_0354.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_5350996556996263570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKPBI4ZvpI/AAAAAAAABG0/-d3Xp_oIVg4/s400/IMG_0354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Jacob loving the pool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKPA9wWU-I/AAAAAAAABGs/WjZL-ZkQL3k/s1600-h/IMG_0347.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_5350996554009695202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKPA9wWU-I/AAAAAAAABGs/WjZL-ZkQL3k/s400/IMG_0347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Emma trying to say, "Cheeeese!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKPApvPvtI/AAAAAAAABGk/1Vmhc0tX8Eo/s1600-h/IMG_0324.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_5350996548636360402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKPApvPvtI/AAAAAAAABGk/1Vmhc0tX8Eo/s400/IMG_0324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We live on a hill with no flat ground in the yard, so the pool was slanted...kinda like a natural little water slide for them...with a few bumps. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKPAJU4SJI/AAAAAAAABGc/o8CNyQb8O7U/s1600-h/IMG_0321.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_5350996539935836306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKPAJU4SJI/AAAAAAAABGc/o8CNyQb8O7U/s400/IMG_0321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob and his helper dog, Roy filling up the kiddie pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKO_5AGMmI/AAAAAAAABGU/R_UL6H1zkUQ/s1600-h/IMG_0313b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350996535553700450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKO_5AGMmI/AAAAAAAABGU/R_UL6H1zkUQ/s400/IMG_0313b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I promise I give my kids water to drink, but this was entertaining her while I was blowing up the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKNtzSfyXI/AAAAAAAABGM/Jpmm-Aj2wQU/s1600-h/IMG_0309.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_5350995125270989170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKNtzSfyXI/AAAAAAAABGM/Jpmm-Aj2wQU/s400/IMG_0309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See how happy she is?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKNtskzB8I/AAAAAAAABGE/YNQWGP32Swk/s1600-h/IMG_0307b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350995123468699586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKNtskzB8I/AAAAAAAABGE/YNQWGP32Swk/s400/IMG_0307b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This was before she realized she could drink it and make a mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKNtNgSNxI/AAAAAAAABF8/2m8-yT2LmRA/s1600-h/IMG_0300b.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_5350995115128272658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKNtNgSNxI/AAAAAAAABF8/2m8-yT2LmRA/s400/IMG_0300b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My handsome little buddy sitting next to me while I was blowing up the pool. He kept asking me, "Is it done yet? Mama. Are you done yet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKNs-hH4pI/AAAAAAAABF0/zROo6aZuEEM/s1600-h/IMG_0290b.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_5350995111105258130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKNs-hH4pI/AAAAAAAABF0/zROo6aZuEEM/s400/IMG_0290b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My smiley guy with peanut butter on his face after breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350995103887691058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKNsjoUjTI/AAAAAAAABFs/hcwlVC4G_88/s400/IMG_0279.JPG" /&gt;This is what I woke up to this morning! I LOVE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-3534876872994532177?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=35f9bacae9613f59&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3534876872994532177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=3534876872994532177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/3534876872994532177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/3534876872994532177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-great-day.html' title='It&apos;s a Great Day!!'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkKPOWl-_KI/AAAAAAAABG8/JLdk9vM9_JU/s72-c/IMG_0358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-6373812958513387046</id><published>2009-06-23T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:01:36.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures...all from TODAY!! ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got this new Canon Powershot camera today. I think that the kids were thinking, "Seriously. ANOTHER picture? I don't WANT to say cheese AGAIN!!!" So here are random pictures from our day today. And they are in random order to because for some reason my computer won't let me change it. Oh well! Enjoy!!&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*********************&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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_5350764044536017010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG7jIeAcHI/AAAAAAAABFc/9ud_LgNNMQI/s400/IMG_0237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JJ jumping on his bed in his new jammies&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;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_5350764041623388610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG7i9nlQcI/AAAAAAAABFU/DLasgvo3mZ4/s400/IMG_0246.JPG" /&gt;Emma playing Peek-a-boo (up-side-down).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&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_5350764030968183506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG7iV7LutI/AAAAAAAABFM/sujsalNiYJM/s400/IMG_0210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miss Happy Girl playing in the tub!&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350764028451089394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG7iMjD6_I/AAAAAAAABFE/8-m8uNctCQg/s400/IMG_0200b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma with her beautiful, shaggy hair!&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;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_5350764023057711138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG7h4dLgCI/AAAAAAAABE8/Ji3D-5-WuJs/s400/IMG_0180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cheese!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&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_5350763226093312642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG6zfiD2oI/AAAAAAAABE0/I-5XXDA55Rw/s400/IMG_0178b.jpg" /&gt;So happy to be sitting like a big girl in Jacob's Elmo chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350763217460367522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG6y_XzkKI/AAAAAAAABEs/Ms82h33gIKM/s400/IMG_0165.JPG" /&gt;Emma &amp;amp; I sitting in the sandbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG6yRkCgCI/AAAAAAAABEk/lU2di6TuJl8/s1600-h/IMG_0152.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_5350763205163647010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG6yRkCgCI/AAAAAAAABEk/lU2di6TuJl8/s400/IMG_0152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma likes to go up and down the stairs...over and over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350763203772620690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG6yMYZH5I/AAAAAAAABEc/pmcPLcgVOK4/s400/IMG_0151b.jpg" /&gt;The view from the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG6x-WyR_I/AAAAAAAABEU/TwUUpts22_E/s1600-h/IMG_0131b.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_5350763200007784434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG6x-WyR_I/AAAAAAAABEU/TwUUpts22_E/s400/IMG_0131b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My little buddy and I...GREAT smile, JJ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG5tb_L7mI/AAAAAAAABEM/pklQz-qpVtE/s1600-h/IMG_0122.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_5350762022550892130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG5tb_L7mI/AAAAAAAABEM/pklQz-qpVtE/s400/IMG_0122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Playing on top of the sandbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG5tIJPjWI/AAAAAAAABEE/5nirqXe5kjg/s1600-h/IMG_0119b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350762017224363362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG5tIJPjWI/AAAAAAAABEE/5nirqXe5kjg/s400/IMG_0119b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Pretty girl with her cute piggy tails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG5s9H_tBI/AAAAAAAABD8/ZRwCDygLwyk/s1600-h/IMG_0118b.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_5350762014266340370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG5s9H_tBI/AAAAAAAABD8/ZRwCDygLwyk/s400/IMG_0118b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just love this face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG5spP8gLI/AAAAAAAABD0/nAu0vsqmiBw/s1600-h/IMG_0114.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_5350762008930975922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG5spP8gLI/AAAAAAAABD0/nAu0vsqmiBw/s400/IMG_0114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This child climbed up on this chair all by herself...I was definitely NOT impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG5sF4db0I/AAAAAAAABDs/IImjaTtgI8Y/s1600-h/IMG_0109b.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_5350761999437229890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG5sF4db0I/AAAAAAAABDs/IImjaTtgI8Y/s400/IMG_0109b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; All smiles after her nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&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: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350759692107316866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG3lyaI_oI/AAAAAAAABDk/UXzXMLC6B5w/s400/IMG_0096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma and her bedhead. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG3lmCfHsI/AAAAAAAABDc/8ghiHQvCZhE/s1600-h/IMG_0045b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350759688786878146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG3lmCfHsI/AAAAAAAABDc/8ghiHQvCZhE/s400/IMG_0045b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob saying "CHEEEEEEEEEZE!!!" while playing with his rocks from Nana &amp;amp; Papa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350759685238340946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG3lY0cvVI/AAAAAAAABDU/EFV6mW9eAKQ/s400/IMG_0032.JPG" /&gt;Jacob &amp;amp; Emma jumping on his bed together...so cute!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350759673023749666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG3krUQ3iI/AAAAAAAABDE/DkMUUkSJFaA/s400/IMG_0009b.jpg" /&gt; Happy girls!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350759681380283810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG3lKcndaI/AAAAAAAABDM/t6QhgQzTv5I/s400/IMG_0013-1.JPG" /&gt;My handsome little boy with his beautiful baby blues!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-6373812958513387046?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6373812958513387046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=6373812958513387046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/6373812958513387046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/6373812958513387046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-picturesall-from-today.html' title='Random Pictures...all from TODAY!! ;-)'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SkG7jIeAcHI/AAAAAAAABFc/9ud_LgNNMQI/s72-c/IMG_0237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-4660086408546671185</id><published>2009-06-19T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T12:24:14.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweet Baby Girl WALKING!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, here she is! She's walking!! She's not walking all the time, because she realizes she's still faster at crawling, but I thought this was too cute not to share!! Make sure you turn the volume WAY down because otherwise you'll hear my awesome voice. ;-) Enjoy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d8095972243321c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0d8095972243321c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331268084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C4F14E4C177C31A272BE58B51F4D4D77C3781FE.40EE320CEA1D9DD1A9B1410F1A786132B107A16F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd8095972243321c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Du2NuYMCH2GYUM3AsQIaseps2vxU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0d8095972243321c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331268084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C4F14E4C177C31A272BE58B51F4D4D77C3781FE.40EE320CEA1D9DD1A9B1410F1A786132B107A16F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd8095972243321c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Du2NuYMCH2GYUM3AsQIaseps2vxU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-4660086408546671185?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d8095972243321c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4660086408546671185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=4660086408546671185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/4660086408546671185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/4660086408546671185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-sweet-baby-girl-walking.html' title='My Sweet Baby Girl WALKING!!!'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-8237335890328762595</id><published>2009-06-18T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T14:38:44.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 29th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I'M STILL IN MY 20'S!!!!! HA HA HA!!! I know, I know. Only for another year, as my darling brother pointed out, but it's true!! I'm not in my 30's yet!! ;-) Yesterday was a great day. JJ woke up at 4 in the morning (I know, right?! What's good about that?!) and when I went in to check on him, he said, "I pulled my covers up all by myself." And I said, "Do you know what today is?" My sweet boy said to me, "Happy Birthday, Mama." I was so happy I didn't care what time it was!! Emma gave me a bit of a different happy birthday surprise...she woke up happy, but covered in poop! Therefore, the t-shirt I was wearing became covered in poop because it was one of those sneaky blowouts that you don't realize is there until it's too late. Ah, the joys of motherhood. ;-) Jacob and I baked a cake called a "Holy Cow Cake" and I must say, "HOLY COW!!" That is GOOOOOOOOD cake!!! I took 4 good size pieces to our dear friends/neighbors/church friends, Tracy &amp;amp; Paula, so I didn't have to have too much leftover today. But wouldn't you know it?! It's still calling my name in the fridge!! SHEESH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very blessed to have my 29 years and to have the beautiful family and amazing friends that I do. Thank you to everyone for the birthday wishes and for making my last year in my 20's start off beautifully!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348779493833026754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SjqunE_PrMI/AAAAAAAABBY/ptw6eMpWIt4/s400/HPIM4813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Holy Cow Cake...seriously sooooooo good, and I made it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348779505326237122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SjqunvzcJcI/AAAAAAAABBg/vs_q-7pIl7c/s400/HPIM4815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Joe and I at my Birthday dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348779509225152434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sjqun-VA37I/AAAAAAAABBo/odemMcHmfdY/s400/HPIM4817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jacob was NOT enthused about getting his picture taken. Not even the idea of Birthday cake when we got home was getting him to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348779513514722402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SjquoOTuhGI/AAAAAAAABBw/cJp7sO-yRSs/s400/HPIM4819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I sat in the very back with Jacob on the way home and LOVED it!! He was finally happy enough to smile for the camera...oh yah. I might have bribed him with a piece of gum...whatever. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348779514336267506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SjquoRXmTPI/AAAAAAAABB4/I0Fy6xdRcfk/s400/HPIM4822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My blue-eyed boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348781343440714706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SjqwSvUFO9I/AAAAAAAABCA/t6yJJQIv3Ks/s400/HPIM4824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My blue-eyed girl sitting in the seat in front of JJ &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348781355635965442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SjqwTcvp_gI/AAAAAAAABCQ/4QXNB9u9to4/s400/HPIM4828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The whole family helping me blow out my candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348781355079161090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SjqwTaq51QI/AAAAAAAABCY/lUgWZ2X1c0g/s400/HPIM4830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My BEAUTIFUL family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348781356973962898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SjqwThuqNpI/AAAAAAAABCg/MpalxWaPg6k/s400/HPIM4834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma and I...she was wanting another bite of Birthday cake. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-8237335890328762595?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8237335890328762595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=8237335890328762595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/8237335890328762595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/8237335890328762595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-29th-birthday.html' title='My 29th Birthday'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SjqunE_PrMI/AAAAAAAABBY/ptw6eMpWIt4/s72-c/HPIM4813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-3208952678558101759</id><published>2009-04-26T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T14:41:33.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st Birthday, Sweet Emma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear Emma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your 1st Birthday was yesterday. I cannot believe that you turned one already. You are such an amazing little person and I am so excited to see what the future holds for you and what God is going to do in your life. Your silly smiles and giggles are contagious and they melt my heart constantly! Right now you are a Mama's girl and I love it! I love snuggling with you, and getting your slobbery kisses. I love that you want me all the time, because I know that one day, you are going to turn to your Daddy and become a Daddy's Girl. But that's how it's supposed to be. My heart fills with joy when I see you crawling after your big brother because you want to play with him and do whatever he is doing. You're not walking just yet, but I'm not worried. I know that one day, too soon, you are going to be walking and running around and I'm going to look back and wonder what happened to my little baby girl. So I am just trying to cherish every moment that I have with you because life is precious and you truly are a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you so much BooBoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are a few pictures of how you spent your 1st Birthday, baby girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&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;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTOyrSnWkI/AAAAAAAAA_g/-iGf2VSSe0Q/s1600-h/HPIM4670.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329111629095721538" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTOyrSnWkI/AAAAAAAAA_g/-iGf2VSSe0Q/s400/HPIM4670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We started the day off by Mama and Daddy pushing you and Jacob in your stroller, at a 5k walk for a sweet little girl named Sophie that goes to our church!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTOy0oGwdI/AAAAAAAAA_o/chyuSOeYVbA/s1600-h/HPIM4674-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329111631601779154" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTOy0oGwdI/AAAAAAAAA_o/chyuSOeYVbA/s400/HPIM4674-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After our walk, we went to see Grandpa and played at his house for a little bit. You LOVED the balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTNQplD6iI/AAAAAAAAA-4/tK2Fd0CUnkI/s1600-h/HPIM4670.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTOyxcTmbI/AAAAAAAAA_w/oE3PGpdRJzY/s1600-h/HPIM4676-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329111630746982834" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTOyxcTmbI/AAAAAAAAA_w/oE3PGpdRJzY/s400/HPIM4676-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still liked your tiara headband, but you just didn't want to wear it as much as I wanted you to. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTOzIfXgTI/AAAAAAAAA_4/GaomJPE3E1w/s1600-h/HPIM4680-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329111636933837106" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTOzIfXgTI/AAAAAAAAA_4/GaomJPE3E1w/s400/HPIM4680-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You loved playing with the golf balls and the little balls that Mamie and Grandpa keep out for you and Jacob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTOzcnmErI/AAAAAAAABAA/L5yNpCXOT_E/s1600-h/HPIM4684-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329111642337055410" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTOzcnmErI/AAAAAAAABAA/L5yNpCXOT_E/s400/HPIM4684-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You crawled over to see your Daddy, so I had you put your tiara back on...I don't think you were that thrilled with my decision. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTPbtUGTtI/AAAAAAAABAI/RUNDSW_Ru7Q/s1600-h/HPIM4687-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329112334013451986" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTPbtUGTtI/AAAAAAAABAI/RUNDSW_Ru7Q/s400/HPIM4687-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You were happy once again with your tiara off and a really big balloon to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTPbisxCFI/AAAAAAAABAQ/eaIgONz092E/s1600-h/HPIM4689.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329112331164125266" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTPbisxCFI/AAAAAAAABAQ/eaIgONz092E/s400/HPIM4689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got home, you got to open your present from Daddy, Jacob and I. It was a little dolly. As you can see, you wanted to give it your slobbery kisses right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTPb2ycFKI/AAAAAAAABAY/AQdGoY9ddDI/s1600-h/HPIM4690.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329112336556627106" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTPb2ycFKI/AAAAAAAABAY/AQdGoY9ddDI/s400/HPIM4690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are fascinated with eyeballs right now, so of course the dolly's eyes HAD to be poked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTPcBAocmI/AAAAAAAABAg/PVY-GBAQOBo/s1600-h/HPIM4691.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329112339300512354" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTPcBAocmI/AAAAAAAABAg/PVY-GBAQOBo/s400/HPIM4691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how you spent your first few minutes with your dolly. You like giving her kisses and lots of loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTPcQ8BFJI/AAAAAAAABAo/UTFxNdq5r0Q/s1600-h/HPIM4692.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329112343576122514" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTPcQ8BFJI/AAAAAAAABAo/UTFxNdq5r0Q/s400/HPIM4692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your big brother Jacob was showing you her eyeballs, but you held on tight to her...I think you were afraid he was going to try to take her from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTQTU5dRTI/AAAAAAAABAw/dbzIhxPflos/s1600-h/HPIM4697-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329113289531934002" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTQTU5dRTI/AAAAAAAABAw/dbzIhxPflos/s400/HPIM4697-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After a nice long nap, we got you up and we went bowling and to dinner with Mamie and Grandpa. It was a lot of fun, but you had more fun at dinner than you did watching us all bowl. You got to eat your very own chicken and french fries and the very nice lady that served us brought you ice cream for you birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTQTfIW_DI/AAAAAAAABA4/bIqJ9YC-vu0/s1600-h/HPIM4698.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329113292278791218" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTQTfIW_DI/AAAAAAAABA4/bIqJ9YC-vu0/s400/HPIM4698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You loved your first taste of ice cream and everyone that passed you by at the restaurant commented on how you were just the cutest little princess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTQTn6in3I/AAAAAAAABBA/QDFGxdJim4Q/s1600-h/HPIM4703-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329113294636752754" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTQTn6in3I/AAAAAAAABBA/QDFGxdJim4Q/s400/HPIM4703-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here you are...ice cream on your face, french fry in your hand, and just as happy as can be. You truly are, a girl after your Mama's heart.&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;I love you, Sweet Emma! Happy Birthday!!!&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/7442279895235573836-3208952678558101759?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3208952678558101759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=3208952678558101759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/3208952678558101759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/3208952678558101759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-1st-birthday-sweet-emma.html' title='Happy 1st Birthday, Sweet Emma!'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfTOyrSnWkI/AAAAAAAAA_g/-iGf2VSSe0Q/s72-c/HPIM4670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-2128225838635895277</id><published>2009-04-23T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:46:28.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma's 1st Easter and Birthday Party!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why does it seem like every time I get on to update the blog, there are a MILLION pictures to show, or a million things to write about?! Oh, probably because I am so terrible at updating this!! Anyway, here are a bunch of pictures from the past couple of weeks...and there are actually more, but I'll download those later. No need for you to be on Yenchik family overload. :-)&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDq2L2w6sI/AAAAAAAAA-I/E7EPkZZ3elA/s1600-h/HPIM4575-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328016575795620546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDq2L2w6sI/AAAAAAAAA-I/E7EPkZZ3elA/s400/HPIM4575-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Our little family at the Philomath community-wide Easter Egg Hunt. Yes, I am wearing my pink, rubber boots because I went last year and KNEW that the grass was going to be wet and MUDDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328010520228816098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDlVtHIZOI/AAAAAAAAA74/kHVNOLwwR_4/s400/HPIM4578.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Daddy and the little "Frumpasorus" (he was GRUMPY).&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328010513571981618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDlVUUBKTI/AAAAAAAAA7w/bSYnenhjw74/s400/HPIM4577.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mama &amp;amp; Emma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328010524729878290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDlV94RJxI/AAAAAAAAA8A/b1PbHsIVhNM/s400/HPIM4581.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Emma playing with the bunny rabbits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328010525464122850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDlWAnU1eI/AAAAAAAAA8I/oO5oOsZtg_I/s400/HPIM4583.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Nana (my mom) came for the weekend and Jacob was attached to her pretty much the whole time!&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;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328011377702479986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDmHncyKHI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/EVsNzGK3Csc/s400/HPIM4588.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nana and Jacob played with Nana's "face paint" and painted mustaches together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328011382969335410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDmH7Ef_nI/AAAAAAAAA8g/nw7YHHeMhbM/s400/HPIM4590-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Little Miss Princess ready for her 1st Birthday party!! (Of course no smiles allowed from her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328011386114835890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDmIGychbI/AAAAAAAAA8o/csrferJq0fU/s400/HPIM4592-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is this thing on top of my head?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328011390729364690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDmIX-opNI/AAAAAAAAA8w/Xwcu4b6uVWw/s400/HPIM4593-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma and her Great Uncle Ron &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328012363580588658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDnBAIcQnI/AAAAAAAAA84/AKfw-Yvae-I/s400/HPIM4594.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Grandpa (Joe's Dad) putting together a creation that my mom started, but he apparently got roped into finishing. Thanks Grandpa! :-)&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;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328012367865058866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDnBQF8FjI/AAAAAAAAA9A/3a5YSwhe5hQ/s400/HPIM4607.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma's Beautiful Birthday cake (made by Edelweiss Cakes in Corvallis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328012371367964754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDnBdJGMFI/AAAAAAAAA9I/dTRna2HihLs/s400/HPIM4598.JPG" border="0" /&gt; My Gramps (BEFORE his awful fall down the stairs), and my Auntie Sally with her fiance, Derek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328012374050239426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDnBnImc8I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/piC38fxIMTI/s400/HPIM4600.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BooBoo ready and waiting for her FIRST taste of cake!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328012378351092370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDnB3KAQpI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/YyqepTDwme8/s400/HPIM4603-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; She wasn't shy...she LOVED it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328014240939072610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 354px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDouR1lXGI/AAAAAAAAA9g/4c8htMXjoG4/s400/HPIM4605-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She ate the whole cupcake. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328014248595785090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDouuXFhYI/AAAAAAAAA9o/Sr-llDctP1Q/s400/HPIM4612.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Big Brother Jacob played in the park almost the entire Birthday party and loved every minute of it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328014251019109234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDou3Y2g3I/AAAAAAAAA9w/y_FUiY2OjWw/s400/HPIM4613.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I finally got to see my little buddy...at the end of the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328014253276312866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDou_zAtSI/AAAAAAAAA94/72CD564983I/s400/HPIM4615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Emma &amp;amp; I with my very beautiful friends from college, Abby (with Miss Maeve in her belly) and Danielle. I heart these girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328014255270969538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDovHOkwMI/AAAAAAAAA-A/MWtBQ3K-PKs/s400/HPIM4617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma with her ribbons on her head and as happy as can be at the end of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328016579601053602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDq2aCDN6I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/8Zglz7XPpPY/s400/HPIM4620-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jacob got a present of his own, so of course he's all smiles now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328016591002404594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDq3EgWBvI/AAAAAAAAA-o/VTORBEdhoms/s400/HPIM4630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Winking at the camera because he knows he's doing something he's not supposed to (wrapping the balloon ribbon around his wrist).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328016581589692418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDq2hcLcAI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/H1c3oWV5z6Y/s400/HPIM4624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma opening up the rest of her presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328016583964709842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDq2qSbU9I/AAAAAAAAA-g/0b9yuFveLFA/s400/HPIM4627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Her future is so bright, she's gotta wear shades...hee hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&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/7442279895235573836-2128225838635895277?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2128225838635895277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=2128225838635895277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/2128225838635895277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/2128225838635895277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/emmas-1st-easter-and-birthday-party.html' title='Emma&apos;s 1st Easter and Birthday Party!!'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SfDq2L2w6sI/AAAAAAAAA-I/E7EPkZZ3elA/s72-c/HPIM4575-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-1454531509408941767</id><published>2009-03-25T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T15:50:50.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for you, Papa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I was chatting with my dad (aka Papa) yesterday, and he said that he hasn't seen any recent pictures of Emma lately. So, I tried to take a few of her (since she is officially 11 MONTHS OLD TODAY--sheesh!) and she just didn't cooperate that well and has a cold. Oh well! I tried! Oh, the first picture is from our family bowling night last weekend. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;**************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317258839220240802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/ScqyvgKHQaI/AAAAAAAAA6w/jBk09mFN41A/s400/HPIM4475.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Yes, we are all wearing white shirts, blue jeans, and although you can't see them, we are wearing our Nike shoes. Team Yenchik, baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317258848298212354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/ScqywB-eHAI/AAAAAAAAA64/G7g3bJUiFFY/s400/HPIM4485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Emma smiling at her big brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317258860118784450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/ScqywuAtucI/AAAAAAAAA7A/cw3ypmbGo7c/s400/HPIM4486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She's started this new face that just cracks me up every time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317258857379826226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/ScqywjzsijI/AAAAAAAAA7I/UIGSIh9v3c0/s400/HPIM4490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Playing with Jacob's cars and watching him chase the dog down the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317258861340173762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Scqywyj6pcI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/jony2vsAWyI/s400/HPIM4498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I LOVE these (slobbery) kisses!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317259439999243442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 349px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/ScqzSeO_VLI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/-FM7u6OsNV4/s400/HPIM4499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She hasn't learned to close her mouth for the smooches yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317259440885577122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/ScqzShiTtaI/AAAAAAAAA7g/pk3v9eNF_wc/s400/HPIM4502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mama's little angel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/7442279895235573836-1454531509408941767?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1454531509408941767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=1454531509408941767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/1454531509408941767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/1454531509408941767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-for-you-papa.html' title='Just for you, Papa!'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/ScqyvgKHQaI/AAAAAAAAA6w/jBk09mFN41A/s72-c/HPIM4475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-6750670776529066964</id><published>2009-03-13T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:52:50.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob &amp; Mama Coffee/Play Date!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, today Jacob and I were supposed to go check out preschool #3. I just didn't feel quite right about this one, and some of the moms I talked to about it said they didn't like it either, so Jacob and I cancelled our appointment. We were going to have a coffee date anyway, so we played at Avery Park and went to coffee afterward. I just love being able to spend one on one time with each of my kiddos! We had sooooooooooo much fun running around the park and can you believe it?! Jacob actually let me take his picture and I got some smiles!!!&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Enjoy!&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;***********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sbq2kg7kADI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/hxtkb8rZn-o/s1600-h/HPIM4443.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312759448868225074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sbq2kg7kADI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/hxtkb8rZn-o/s400/HPIM4443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob in "his" boat saying, "Cheeeeeeeeeeese!" &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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312759454021155922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sbq2k0IHfFI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/HI7IovCEbeg/s400/HPIM4452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So happy to be playing in the park!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312759458318848754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sbq2lEIxEvI/AAAAAAAAA6g/oP22ZLemmsk/s400/HPIM4453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Self-portrait of us in Avery Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312759469168523122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sbq2lsjh93I/AAAAAAAAA6o/fvrrgcMlCp8/s400/HPIM4466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob &amp;amp; I on our coffee date (he gets hot chocolate). :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-6750670776529066964?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6750670776529066964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=6750670776529066964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/6750670776529066964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/6750670776529066964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/jacob-mama-coffeeplay-date.html' title='Jacob &amp; Mama Coffee/Play Date!!'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/Sbq2kg7kADI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/hxtkb8rZn-o/s72-c/HPIM4443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-4722663983950977305</id><published>2009-03-11T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T15:04:52.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm feeling like a bad Mama...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Am I a bad mom if I don't want to do the Co-op preschool?? I didn't even know what it was until last night, and now I have all of these guilty feelings for not jumping at the chance to be teaching Jacob and his peers once a week! We visited a Co-op preschool this morning (for those of you who don't know what it is--don't worry--I'll explain) and I came away more confused than ever! A Co-op preschool is one which the parents are VERY involved. Please don't misunderstand me, I want to be involved in my kids' schooling, but I don't necessarily want to be TEACHING them. There is a teacher in there and two parent helpers for each class. One parent brings the snack, the other parent is in charge of the activity for the kids. I'm told that you don't have to come up with the activity idea all on your own, they have a meeting every Monday night where you can discuss different ideas for activities. I'm not saying that I think this type of a preschool is a bad thing, I think that it's AWESOME, I'm just not sure if this is what we want for Jacob. Part of the reason we want him to start preschool at age 3 is so he can have social interaction and learn to follow directions from adults other than Joe and I. I guess if I had to rank the preschools that we've been to so far (yep, only two) I like the one yesterday way better! Jacob and I both came away from that one excited, today, not so much. I guess we'll just keep plugging away at it!!&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/7442279895235573836-4722663983950977305?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4722663983950977305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=4722663983950977305' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/4722663983950977305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/4722663983950977305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-feeling-like-bad-mama.html' title='I&apos;m feeling like a bad Mama...'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-766518661354364473</id><published>2009-03-10T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T13:05:35.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Perfect" Preschool???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was our first visit to a preschool in Corvallis for Jacob. It was so much fun and I think both he and I fell in love with it! There are two others we are going to check out, well I think we are anyway. We have an appointment Friday morning for one place, but the other place hasn't called me back yet...hmmm. Anyway, the one we went to today was clean (yes, very important), organized; structured, yet they were able to be creative; inviting; and most importantly, Jacob LOVED it!! The class size is anywhere from 15-18 kids, with five teachers, a couple interns from OSU, and even some volunteers! Since I am new to this whole preschool thing, I felt sort of like an idiot. I'm sure I didn't ask the right questions or do the right things, but I just watched my little boy, that just yesterday was my baby boy, sit at a table and play with other kids and splash in mud puddles outside, and my heart overflowed with joy. Joe and I were unsure if at the age of 3 (in July) he would be ready for the preschool setting. My feelings are, he's going to be in school or working for the rest of his life so I still want him to be a kid and enjoy himself! After observing him this morning, I absolutely believe that we are making the right decision in sending him to preschool next year. The teacher/director and I discussed the structure of the morning and all of the things that they have them do are just above and beyond what I could do for him here. I didn't want to put him in a daycare, and let me tell you, this is definitely not a daycare! So, in our quest to find the "perfect" preschool for our little buddy, this first one is going to be a pretty tough act to follow. :-)&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/7442279895235573836-766518661354364473?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/766518661354364473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=766518661354364473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/766518661354364473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/766518661354364473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/perfect-preschool.html' title='The &quot;Perfect&quot; Preschool???'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-3881675184632448241</id><published>2009-03-09T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T15:53:14.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates on The Yenchiks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JOE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What an amazing husband, daddy, and friend he is! He is still plugging away at work and school, and even has been doing a few side, drywall jobs when they come along. I never thought that he would do drywall jobs again, but in this economy, I'm thankful for anything and everything! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JACOB:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Such a boy. Last week, he decided to stand on the side of the bathtub and when he tried to step off, he slipped and hit his face. I know, right?! A mother's nightmare!! By the grace of God, his eye didn't split, and he didn't get a concussion. I was scared to death!! We have started the process of looking for a preschool for him next year. I can't believe that it's time for that, but I think that he's going to absolutely LOVE it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EMMA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What a little beautie. She's got such a fun personality. She had two more teeth break through a couple days ago, for a grand total of SIX teeth!! She's trying to chew on everything right now, including me. I've been very blessed with this round of teeth that she hasn't been up all night, but I'm not saying that she won't in the future. She can be Miss Independent when she wants to be, but for the most part, she is a MAMA'S GIRL. (I LOVE IT). :-)&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;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SARAH:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, so I'll actually do a little update on me. While I was the only one around here that seemed to miss any illness, I was hit with the flu HARD last week. For two days, I was down and out and thankfully, Joe's mom came and took care of the kids. I feel FANTASTIC now! And, because I am sort of excited about it, I'll tell you...I am actually down a considerable amount of weight. As of today, I am down 69 pounds (which I only gained 41 with the last pregnancy), and 91 pounds from my heaviest weight! I thought that I was going to try to get down 100 pounds from my heaviest, but Joe and I decided that would be too much. Anyway, I am just really excited and I feel so much better!!! Okay, enough of that. Here are a couple pictures of my beautiful babies!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&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;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311322263434404850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SbWbdT-ho_I/AAAAAAAAA54/TSMXE7YoBBM/s400/HPIM4407-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She just couldn't stay awake any longer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311322281923929890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SbWbeY2xZyI/AAAAAAAAA6I/lhOPHPbY-0k/s400/HPIM4432-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My silly kiddos in the bathtub together. They LOVE to take baths together (for now). :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311322271932391234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SbWbdzomn0I/AAAAAAAAA6A/GZ7iX_aJeyc/s400/HPIM4414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is my sweet Roy. I just had to add a picture of him on here because since we have two kids, he doesn't seem to get as much love as he's used to. Just look at that sweet face!! ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-3881675184632448241?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3881675184632448241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=3881675184632448241' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/3881675184632448241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/3881675184632448241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/updates-on-yenchiks.html' title='Updates on The Yenchiks!'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SbWbdT-ho_I/AAAAAAAAA54/TSMXE7YoBBM/s72-c/HPIM4407-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-8602421763148053489</id><published>2009-02-23T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T16:10:00.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Couple Random Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I decided that I am going to try to take MORE pictures AND post more often on the blog...here's to trying!! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;****************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306148048510697810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SaM5iXUcwVI/AAAAAAAAA5A/OM5UjgZrDTY/s400/HPIM4391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My sweet girl and I hanging out at Mamie &amp;amp; Grampa's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SaM5i2OjG-I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/vGbLOTsFU_s/s1600-h/HPIM4402.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306148056807447522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SaM5i2OjG-I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/vGbLOTsFU_s/s400/HPIM4402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Jacob (after his AWESOME haircut) and Emma playing with some of the tupperware together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SaM5ioou4wI/AAAAAAAAA5I/HjCiTorf_5c/s1600-h/HPIM4394.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306148053159174914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SaM5ioou4wI/AAAAAAAAA5I/HjCiTorf_5c/s400/HPIM4394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; My cutie with her little pigtails, just before church. &lt;/span&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/7442279895235573836-8602421763148053489?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8602421763148053489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=8602421763148053489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/8602421763148053489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/8602421763148053489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/couple-random-pictures.html' title='A Couple Random Pictures'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SaM5iXUcwVI/AAAAAAAAA5A/OM5UjgZrDTY/s72-c/HPIM4391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-4028518907657328201</id><published>2009-02-19T16:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:50:15.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE ARE STILL HERE!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been a few months since I've done this...life gets in the way of the computer. Ha! My little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BooBoo&lt;/span&gt; (Emma) is going to be 10 months old next week. She gives hi-5's now, just started giving kisses, is crawling all over the place, pulling herself up on things that don't look very stable, but she does it anyway, and NO. She is not walking yet. But I am just fine with that because I want her to be my "baby" as long as possible!! I can't believe that this year has gone by so fast! I know that my father-in-law wants us to have another baby, but sorry Big Guy. It's just NOT going to happen. We are very happy and content with what God has blessed us with. And I truly believe that I have all that I can handle. :-) Jacob is now 2 1/2 and amazing me on a daily basis. A cute little story about him...last week sometime, he was asleep in his room and I was laying in my bed, and I hear the neighbors' car alarm going off. I was laying in my bed PRAYING for it to stop (because I was NOT ready for the kids to be up just yet), and it finally stops. The next sound I hear is, "Mama. Mama! I'm all done!" So I go into Jacob's room and he lifts his head and says, "Silly neighbors. They pushed the button. Silly neighbors." I busted up laughing! He knew EXACTLY what happened and was grumpy about it too.  &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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Joe is staying VERY busy with work and school right now. Just last week, he had two midterms (Anatomy &amp;amp; Physiology 3, and Pathology) and he passed them both with flying colors!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!! I'm so proud of him. He's such a trooper!! We are "teaching" the 3 &amp;amp; 4 year old kids at church, and while we do feel that it is a blessing to be in there with them, it makes us feel even more blessed to come home to only TWO kids. :-)&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right now, the kids BOTH love the song, "All the Single Ladies" by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Beyonce&lt;/span&gt;, but Jacob sings, "All the silly ladies..." EVERY TIME that song comes on, Emma starts doing her wiggle dance and "sings" and Jacob dances around with me and sings along. They bring so much joy to my life!!!&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are a few recent pictures. I'm not going to make you look at pictures of the last couple of months, just from the end of January and well, today. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304664258715145522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SZ30CbltVTI/AAAAAAAAA3w/ThaIkVyQXmE/s400/HPIM4321.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma on her 9 month Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SZ30CgP3SbI/AAAAAAAAA34/ISIprs46I38/s1600-h/HPIM4336.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304664259965700530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SZ30CgP3SbI/AAAAAAAAA34/ISIprs46I38/s400/HPIM4336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SZ30C9GuwcI/AAAAAAAAA4A/XxHnJGTP-x0/s1600-h/HPIM4341.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304664267712020930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SZ30C9GuwcI/AAAAAAAAA4A/XxHnJGTP-x0/s400/HPIM4341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob...such a beautiful boy...if only I could get him to smile for the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SZ30CE3Nv8I/AAAAAAAAA3o/iyV1XcgLj7E/s1600-h/HPIM4330.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304664252614557634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SZ30CE3Nv8I/AAAAAAAAA3o/iyV1XcgLj7E/s400/HPIM4330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My happy girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304664272469302626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SZ30DO09HWI/AAAAAAAAA4I/PY_uDKU3MtE/s400/HPIM4350.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BooBoo&lt;/span&gt; and her first pigtails today!!! Yes, she is wearing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;JJ's&lt;/span&gt; old bib, but I promise. THIS IS EMMA. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304667563898939234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SZ33C0W7p2I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/i1onlj_RGss/s400/HPIM4374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;JJ&lt;/span&gt; and his FAVORITE thing to play with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304667569072511858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SZ33DHoaG3I/AAAAAAAAA4g/Se6tfnlw2ho/s400/HPIM4375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;That will get him to smile!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304667564572620914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SZ33C23jOHI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/EDm9Nk9hgpQ/s400/HPIM4368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Emma's pigtail. She's giving me the "Whatever Mama" look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304667575398025986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SZ33DfMhywI/AAAAAAAAA4w/KLLWeHNKsWo/s400/HPIM4382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just thought they were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sooooooo&lt;/span&gt; cute from behind too!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-4028518907657328201?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4028518907657328201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=4028518907657328201' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/4028518907657328201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/4028518907657328201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-are-still-here.html' title='WE ARE STILL HERE!!!!!'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SZ30CbltVTI/AAAAAAAAA3w/ThaIkVyQXmE/s72-c/HPIM4321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-737188022312642761</id><published>2008-12-01T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T16:05:19.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More and more and more...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And here's more pictures from Jim Spencer, Creative-Directions photography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274975321120593650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STR6G0ZYVvI/AAAAAAAAA1I/X1GA6vVi5x4/s400/Mr.+Smiley.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mr. Smiley Pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STR6G6lAr0I/AAAAAAAAA1A/MkjymHtHQs0/s1600-h/Frumpasaurus.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274975322779987778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STR6G6lAr0I/AAAAAAAAA1A/MkjymHtHQs0/s400/Frumpasaurus.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; And here he's a "frumpasaurus".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274975322214059170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STR6G4eFTKI/AAAAAAAAA04/88jCEM-EsUI/s400/Looking+%40+JJ.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;She loves her big brother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274974258222316658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STR5I8yrvHI/AAAAAAAAA0g/amyNH-OhiEw/s400/Happy+Family.bmp" border="0" /&gt;My Happy Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274974256898412770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STR5I33CkOI/AAAAAAAAA0o/2bFC4SMpKXo/s400/JJ+kissing+EJ.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ giving Emma some loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274974250124433410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STR5Ien_2AI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/REsarVHSaBs/s400/Blue+eyes.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He's handsome, but he's got trouble in his eyes too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274975319442280882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STR6GuJPUbI/AAAAAAAAA0w/WiqkEF2tqNk/s400/Kicking.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Fun-Lovin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274974250424053922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STR5IfvbsKI/AAAAAAAAA0I/25Iz9n4OL5M/s400/Beautiful+Babies.bmp" border="0" /&gt;My BEAUTIFUL babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274975326184422690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STR6HHQsPSI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/fVMwfMbZiRQ/s400/Emma+smiles.bmp" border="0" /&gt;My happy girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274974250949456450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STR5IhssskI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/TcWgmVqHd48/s400/Daddy+%26+Emma.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Daddy's Girl&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/7442279895235573836-737188022312642761?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/737188022312642761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=737188022312642761' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/737188022312642761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/737188022312642761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-and-more-and-more.html' title='More and more and more...'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STR6G0ZYVvI/AAAAAAAAA1I/X1GA6vVi5x4/s72-c/Mr.+Smiley.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-5780275744583971650</id><published>2008-11-30T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T16:12:00.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Christmas Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Here are more of the Christmas pictures from Jim Spencer, Creative-Directions Photography. I LOVE them!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STMrI7Or5PI/AAAAAAAAAzg/7kcWXl4flRY/s1600-h/EJ.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274607020919219442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STMrI7Or5PI/AAAAAAAAAzg/7kcWXl4flRY/s400/EJ.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; My Sweet Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STMrI4eIdmI/AAAAAAAAAzY/i2LbrJD0lqg/s1600-h/Daddy+Kiss.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274607020178699874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STMrI4eIdmI/AAAAAAAAAzY/i2LbrJD0lqg/s400/Daddy+Kiss.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Daddy kissing Jacob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274607032032749794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STMrJkoW6OI/AAAAAAAAAzo/RiTxg5g3N7E/s400/Mama+%26+Emma.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Mama &amp;amp; Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STMrIoReMWI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/yQyNOEfty7o/s1600-h/Daddy+%26+JJ.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274607015830630754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STMrIoReMWI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/yQyNOEfty7o/s400/Daddy+%26+JJ.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; My HANDSOME boys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7442279895235573836-5780275744583971650?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5780275744583971650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=5780275744583971650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/5780275744583971650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/5780275744583971650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-christmas-pictures.html' title='More Christmas Pictures'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/STMrI7Or5PI/AAAAAAAAAzg/7kcWXl4flRY/s72-c/EJ.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-1343060262013837544</id><published>2008-11-25T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T14:52:36.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; So, one of the patients in the office that Joe works at, is a professional photographer. He had us over this last weekend and snapped a couple (hundred) shots. Here is the first one that he sent us...and I want MORE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272731236150124546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SSyBH4bVoAI/AAAAAAAAArs/vG6Kr1r11u0/s400/Family+Picture.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jim Spencer is his name and his company is Creative Directions.&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/7442279895235573836-1343060262013837544?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1343060262013837544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=1343060262013837544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/1343060262013837544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/1343060262013837544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-one-of-patients-in-office-that-joe.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SSyBH4bVoAI/AAAAAAAAArs/vG6Kr1r11u0/s72-c/Family+Picture.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-6017863735352438711</id><published>2008-11-14T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:05:37.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another trip to the Oregon Coast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, was a GORGEOUS day to go to the Oregon Coast. As usual, I had to call my mom as we came over the hill into Newport to tell her that I can see the ocean first. :-) It probably isn't nice for me to do, but ever since I can remember, we've always tried to be the first one to see the ocean. I think I win every time these days...since she lives in Indiana. :-( Anyway, I convinced Joe's mom and dad to make the short trip over to Newport to visit Joe and play with the kiddos. We had a FABULOUS time and got completely worn out, but it was so worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268758175567341666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SR5jpUYgaGI/AAAAAAAAAlg/XMsWSFCz5Zk/s400/HPIM4144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My little buddy digging on the sand hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268758194714103522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SR5jqbtczuI/AAAAAAAAAmA/pEGY7izyyTg/s400/HPIM4156-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob saying, "CHEEEEEEESE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268758188642122354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SR5jqFFxunI/AAAAAAAAAl4/7QzOAxxx0is/s400/HPIM4154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mama &amp;amp; Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268758184759104354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SR5jp2n_k2I/AAAAAAAAAlw/qGOdgDNv1Jk/s400/HPIM4152-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My fantastic kiddos &amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268758181043973874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SR5jpoyPLvI/AAAAAAAAAlo/lhDRQt3Ipks/s400/HPIM4150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Self-Portrait of Emma &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268758716259503154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SR5kIynkDDI/AAAAAAAAAmI/fGnvWKvLm3g/s400/HPIM4178-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob at the Oregon Coast Aquarium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-6017863735352438711?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6017863735352438711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=6017863735352438711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/6017863735352438711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/6017863735352438711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-trip-to-oregon-coast.html' title='Another trip to the Oregon Coast'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SR5jpUYgaGI/AAAAAAAAAlg/XMsWSFCz5Zk/s72-c/HPIM4144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-4983236821887897079</id><published>2008-11-01T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:21:56.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day at the beach...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This last week was an eventful one in the Yenchik house. On Tuesday, Joe and I got the kids up early and we went to work with daddy (in Newport)! It was so much fun! I took the kids to breakfast, the store (Wal-Mart--don't judge, we don't have one in little ol' Philomath), and then to the beach!! The beach was so much fun!! Jacob got to run his little booty off and Emma and I enjoyed watching him roll around in the sand.&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;****************&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263920979767260290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQ00PdzA9II/AAAAAAAAAkQ/RQeI1U7jLSo/s400/HPIM4094.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob digging in the sand and saying cheese!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263920982660844786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQ00Pok5jPI/AAAAAAAAAkY/JdkiVscd4dU/s400/HPIM4095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mama and Emma saying cheese!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263920988351355634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQ00P9xn2vI/AAAAAAAAAkg/mUM9PxdAUSA/s400/HPIM4097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My beautiful babies and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263920991214036834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQ00QIcI52I/AAAAAAAAAko/IhoorKzNn1g/s400/HPIM4098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob and the giant ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course, Friday was Halloween and this year, Jacob really got into it. I'm not usually a big Halloween fan myself, but it is definitely more fun to see Halloween through your child's eyes. Jacob was so cute as Elmo and Emma was the sweetest pink bunny "wabbit" I've ever seen!! I can't wait until NEXT year!!! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263920996271152594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQ00QbR2XdI/AAAAAAAAAkw/femwGu0IZbc/s400/HPIM4101-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What did I tell you?! The CUTEST pink bunny wabbit EVER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263922362787767698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQ01f98zJZI/AAAAAAAAAk4/SDsTqqtk3NU/s400/HPIM4110-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Sweet Elmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263922365019572530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQ01gGQ5yTI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Xtsi4jt-UrM/s400/HPIM4115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is what she did for part of her first trick-or-treating experience, only she was on my shoulder and people thought she was a stuffed animal or an Anne Geddes doll. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263922369929210466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQ01gYjc6mI/AAAAAAAAAlI/NkF0yB2hH0s/s400/HPIM4116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He was so excited!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263922377863985330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQ01g2HP-LI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/XtlBSUCdT6Q/s400/HPIM4119-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our little family at Joe's parents' house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tonight, we met up with some really good friends and their kiddos and went bowling and to dinner. It was Jacob's first time bowling and I think that he really enjoyed himself. I know Joe and I did. Jacob only got his fingers smashed by the bowling balls once (I thought I was going to cry, but we distracted him with something else), and he actually got third place with the kids! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263922382270380418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQ01hGh0OYI/AAAAAAAAAlY/uJoZFs0NZyQ/s400/HPIM4122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob's first time bowling...he LOVED it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-4983236821887897079?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4983236821887897079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=4983236821887897079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/4983236821887897079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/4983236821887897079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-another-day-at-beach.html' title='Just another day at the beach...'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQ00PdzA9II/AAAAAAAAAkQ/RQeI1U7jLSo/s72-c/HPIM4094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-7068372394750593767</id><published>2008-10-26T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:19:04.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's pumpkin time!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A couple of weekends ago, Joe and I took the kids to the Heavenly Harvest Pumpkin Patch on Hwy 20. We didn't take Jacob last year for one reason or another, so this was his first time as well. It was so much fun!! There were duck races, sand-box type things filled with corn, corn shooters, hay bale maze, corn maze, hay rides, and of course--PUMPKINS!!  &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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;***********************&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261678272881672498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQU8gvmAwTI/AAAAAAAAAiY/GA88lU2oX88/s400/HPIM4007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daddy showing Jacob how to get the duck to go!!&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261678282483744546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQU8hTXUvyI/AAAAAAAAAig/Y5ThjuQsYKc/s400/HPIM4009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob racing the ducky by himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261678298367375634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQU8iOiRuRI/AAAAAAAAAio/3IZpMSYetho/s400/HPIM4011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob playing in the corn box...he really got into it!&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261678299540480722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQU8iS594tI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ka0AIYOW-gc/s400/HPIM4015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This was the closest thing that we could get to a smile in the pumpkin patch.&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261678314353656210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQU8jKFtAZI/AAAAAAAAAi4/wGpmUyDG0bk/s400/HPIM4016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The four of us on the hay ride.&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;********************************&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, we carved the pumpkins and had an absolute BLAST!!! Emma slept through it, but that's okay. I don't think that she would've understood what was going on anyway. Either that or she would have tried to eat the pumpkin filling...yuck. :-)&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*******************************&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261679188873507858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQU9WD7e9BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/QxhWARcXIT0/s400/HPIM4075-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob cleaning out his pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261679195433692146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQU9WcXja_I/AAAAAAAAAjI/K0yS9baxvs8/s400/HPIM4070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Self-portrait...taken by me...it didn't turn out that well, but you can still see us. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261679201299947202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQU9WyOLXsI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/piCtCLHOl6Y/s400/HPIM4072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jacob helping daddy take the insides out of Emma's pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261679208318662066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQU9XMXkdbI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Gdx7txW_o64/s400/HPIM4077-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob and I digging out his pumpkin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261679211361657698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQU9XXtE42I/AAAAAAAAAjg/om6F5ZUOQro/s400/HPIM4079-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma getting a first look at her pumpkin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261679904714520130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQU9_upR9kI/AAAAAAAAAjo/l_uIQnhML64/s400/HPIM4082-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They're matching...each only has one tooth...hee hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261679906463655554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQU9_1KTpoI/AAAAAAAAAjw/yxgh54wIn-0/s400/HPIM4090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I carved Emma's and Joe carved Jacob's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-7068372394750593767?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7068372394750593767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=7068372394750593767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/7068372394750593767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/7068372394750593767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-pumpkin-time.html' title='It&apos;s pumpkin time!!!!'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQU8gvmAwTI/AAAAAAAAAiY/GA88lU2oX88/s72-c/HPIM4007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-7491587022556558626</id><published>2008-10-24T17:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T17:51:48.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma's 6 Month Check-Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260884773607398994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQJq1AchXlI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/jBkUfIfb60Q/s400/HPIM4053-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma is going to be SIX months old tomorrow...I can't believe it. Time flies so much faster when you have a second child. She had her 6 month check-up today, and I am happy to report that the doctor said she is gorgeous and perfect (duh). :-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are Emma's 6 month stats:&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Weight: 17 lbs, 3 oz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Height: 27 1/4 inches &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Head: 17 inches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ONE tooth broke through yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sitting up (for a bit but she tends to fall to the side and play with whatever is around her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gets up on her hands and knees and rocks back and forth...I'm not ready for crawling yet!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 6 month Birthday, my little Baby Doll!! I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260884766691364242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQJq0mrnDZI/AAAAAAAAAhI/bgKIeDUrQXs/s400/HPIM4048-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She is actually chewing on her tongue here, but it looked like she was trying to smile, so I thought it was pretty cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260884789146882418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQJq16VbEXI/AAAAAAAAAhg/yfuB_ZG9fPw/s400/HPIM4066-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful, blue-eyed baby girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260884797056450978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQJq2XzNgaI/AAAAAAAAAho/_582w2O1uME/s400/HPIM4057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love my little pink present!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260884785484013554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQJq1ssIH_I/AAAAAAAAAhY/iZmdpii74vI/s400/HPIM4056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Her toes are entertaining her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-7491587022556558626?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7491587022556558626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=7491587022556558626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/7491587022556558626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/7491587022556558626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/emmas-6-month-check-up.html' title='Emma&apos;s 6 Month Check-Up'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SQJq1AchXlI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/jBkUfIfb60Q/s72-c/HPIM4053-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-614336715451865355</id><published>2008-10-02T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T08:40:09.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only TWO more days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;...until my parents are here!!!!!! I can't wait!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-614336715451865355?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/614336715451865355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=614336715451865355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/614336715451865355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/614336715451865355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/only-two-more-days.html' title='Only TWO more days...'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-3489839868171337032</id><published>2008-09-29T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:31:39.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been trying to take as many pictures as possible lately (a New Year's resolution, only it's not New Year's yet--just getting a jump start!). In doing so, I realized, I have cute kids and they make me so happy!! :-) I just thought I would share two more pictures of my beautiful kiddos (sorry--I'm in the pictures too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;/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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251604238111296866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SOFyOvmPTWI/AAAAAAAAAg4/hcYaeZ0oCH8/s400/HPIM3906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob wouldn't actually look directly at the camera! We took about 100 (not really) self-portraits of the two of us, and every time, he would look off to the side. At least you can see his beautiful blue eyes. :-)&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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251604241182257922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SOFyO7CacwI/AAAAAAAAAhA/FP8VAGXwVws/s400/HPIM3920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She just got done eating her dinner last night and was so happy! Go figure! She just ate green beans for the first time...I think she's more of a carrot fan. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-3489839868171337032?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3489839868171337032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=3489839868171337032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/3489839868171337032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/3489839868171337032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-babies.html' title='Beautiful Kids'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SOFyOvmPTWI/AAAAAAAAAg4/hcYaeZ0oCH8/s72-c/HPIM3906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-3776964175224618688</id><published>2008-09-29T16:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:39:51.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday (yesterday) Miss Jadyn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My brother and his wife just had their second baby last night!! YAY!! A happy, healthy, BEAUTIFUL baby girl named Jadyn. She weighed in at 6 lbs, 4 oz, and 19 inches long. It felt like I was just holding a feather when I held her...so little and adorable!!! CONGRATULATIONS big brother!! We love you!!!&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251591173635825810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SOFmWSoj4JI/AAAAAAAAAgo/3RDFgYtguWs/s400/HPIM3923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sleeping Jadyn (she just fell asleep before we got in the room)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251591184826428546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SOFmW8Um7II/AAAAAAAAAgw/C7KF870IJ8Q/s400/HPIM3924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOTS of dark hair!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-3776964175224618688?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3776964175224618688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=3776964175224618688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/3776964175224618688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/3776964175224618688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-yesterday-miss-jadyn.html' title='Happy Birthday (yesterday) Miss Jadyn!'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SOFmWSoj4JI/AAAAAAAAAgo/3RDFgYtguWs/s72-c/HPIM3923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-7701635620486208990</id><published>2008-09-27T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T09:20:28.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're still here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been a while...you could say I've been busy, but that would be an understatement. You could say that I've been overwhelmed, and I would laugh out loud. You could say that I've been going crazy and pulling my hair out and that would be closer to the truth. We are in the full blown terrible two's these days and it feels like some days I am just trying to keep my fingertips above water. Not even my head anymore, just my fingertips, so at least someone can see that I'm down here. Motherhood: the hardest, most stressful job I've ever had in my entire life, but also the most rewarding. When Jacob and I were outside working in the front yard together and he looked at me and said, "Best Friend." And I asked him, "Who's your best friend?" He said, "Mama." THAT makes it ALL worth it.&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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, here is what we've been up to for the last couple of months. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5GwqJgSgI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Hi0MmJybtdA/s1600-h/HPIM3675-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250712017322396162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5GwqJgSgI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Hi0MmJybtdA/s400/HPIM3675-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My little monster&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, we went on our first (12 hour) long road trip with the kids. Joe's cousin, Megan got married in San Jose, California and Joe's dad and I loaded up the kiddos and left at 3:30 in the morning so we could get down there around 3:30. The kids did FANTASTIC! We only stopped twice and there was minimal fussing! YAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5GwrlMYVI/AAAAAAAAAbA/r6Aq5KoYrcE/s1600-h/HPIM3676-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250712017706967378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5GwrlMYVI/AAAAAAAAAbA/r6Aq5KoYrcE/s400/HPIM3676-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I sat in the backseat between the two kids to help entertain them whenever they woke up. Sometimes it was me who needed entertaining. :-)&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250724687087889762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5SSIs_bWI/AAAAAAAAAf4/7DZabsYfYM4/s400/HPIM3677-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I promise she was happy, but this was all I could get out of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5GxESKwBI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/27bxCkmrg5c/s1600-h/HPIM3679-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250712024338055186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5GxESKwBI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/27bxCkmrg5c/s400/HPIM3679-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Joe's dad, Terry, Jacob and myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5GxbcWx2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/o-lPqfqZbJc/s1600-h/HPIM3681.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250712030554802018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5GxbcWx2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/o-lPqfqZbJc/s400/HPIM3681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He thinks he is "The Baby Whisperer", a title that we (lovingly) gave to him and my mom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250712496171017890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5HMh_6ZqI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-Yb1waMoTxA/s400/HPIM3683-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our cousin, Aurora at the rehearsal dinner...Joe wasn't there yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250712499244683634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5HMtcu0XI/AAAAAAAAAbo/CvYFbPN_kGw/s400/HPIM3691-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Joe got off the plane in San Jose and pretty much jumped right into the pool with the kids! Such a good Daddy! Emma got to go swimming for the first time and she LOVED it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250712510372809202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5HNW54ifI/AAAAAAAAAb4/1R2PtILeNPE/s400/HPIM3708-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The REAL Baby Whisperer :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250712515666178306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5HNqn68QI/AAAAAAAAAcA/VtiEu2i4jvQ/s400/HPIM3710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob was showing himself his hair in the mirror when we went to Reno...silly kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250713470604396594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5IFQC7yDI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Dnx9YlEFggM/s400/HPIM3711-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Boys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250713471891281986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5IFU1wGEI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/dZX6P2gbiAU/s400/HPIM3726-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma's First Cereal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250713477469059938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5IFpnmO2I/AAAAAAAAAcY/ItUJlCKJ0eU/s400/HPIM3723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob was being goofy sitting behind his sister for her first eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250713480008538226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5IFzFDmHI/AAAAAAAAAcg/XI8K5rvy7uQ/s400/HPIM3768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Her high chair seems a little big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250713485721582322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5IGIXJuvI/AAAAAAAAAco/w9-zJmfOzZ8/s400/HPIM3772-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cheese!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250714343326268226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5I4DMCu0I/AAAAAAAAAcw/kad_WNUPTv4/s400/HPIM3777-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He just looks like he's up to no good, doesn't he??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250714350449789378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5I4dubCcI/AAAAAAAAAc4/CKkIhXW823Q/s400/HPIM3795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob's first wheelbarrow ride. Joe's mom and dad were gracious enough to help me out while Joe was at a men's retreat for church. We cleaned up a very weedy area in our front yard and laid bark mulch. We kept joking that we painted our house, cleaned up the yard...the neighbor's are going to think we're moving! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250714350227024434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5I4c5T6jI/AAAAAAAAAdA/xe6-johX730/s400/HPIM3796-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mr. Serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A couple weeks ago, Joe was doing some drywall repairs at the office in Waldport on a Saturday. So we loaded up the kiddos early in the morning and we spent the day at the coast. It was the most gorgeous, perfect day that I didn't want to end!! I took the kids to this little greasy spoon restaurant for breakfast while Joe and his buddy, Hector, worked. Then when they were done, Joe took me to this cute little smoothie place that he and Paul like to go to when they work in Waldport (it's called Tropical Treats--if you're ever in Waldport, DEFINITELY check it out!). Paul's mom has season passes to the Aquarium in Newport, so we met up with her and she got us in there for FREE (THANK YOU AMY!!). Jacob LOVED every minute of it in there! We almost couldn't get him out of the shark aquarium area, but thankfully there was another enclosed aquarium right around the corner. Emma even got into it when we went into the tropical fish area. She was kicking her feet, waving her arms and giggling away at the fish in their tanks. SO CUTE! We ended the day at Georgie's Beachside Bar &amp;amp; Grill (another GREAT place you should check out) in Newport and we headed home. I thought JJ would be sad that we didn't make it to the beach, but he was knocked out in the backseat as soon as we pulled out of the parking lot pretty much. What a fabulous day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250714356913687282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5I41ziSvI/AAAAAAAAAdI/xU2xoLwKohM/s400/HPIM3802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob looking at the anchovies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250714358435339074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5I47eU20I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/vJUPniaJVV4/s400/HPIM3804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob and Mama mesmerized by the big fish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250715597229176082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5KBCVytRI/AAAAAAAAAdY/1vOI37PF8RU/s400/HPIM3806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He LOVED the big shark! He kept saying, "WOW!! BIG SHARK!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250715609244603570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5KBvGflLI/AAAAAAAAAdg/fTjn7O4Rgno/s400/HPIM3810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Look Daddy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250715606580994226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5KBlLcILI/AAAAAAAAAdo/L4sDAON7qHo/s400/HPIM3811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stuck to the glass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250715610195177666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5KBypIMMI/AAAAAAAAAdw/1a8SGdc9B4M/s400/HPIM3812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma finally woke up and seemed to be happy in her stroller...for a little bit anyway. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250715613790898994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5KCACaizI/AAAAAAAAAd4/SUCeyrdJHFg/s400/HPIM3821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Tuna Tank...he kept trying to kiss them through the glass because they were just staying still. Silly kiddo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250718472940284930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5MobMv7AI/AAAAAAAAAeA/opBw5YY7S3c/s400/HPIM3824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally out of the enclosed tank areas, now looking at the Sea Lions, or Seals...I get confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250718473588842226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5ModnYHvI/AAAAAAAAAeI/YgRnrgX7bKY/s400/HPIM3825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Couldn't get him to look at the camera, he just wanted to keep looking at the animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250718475366260658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5MokPJX7I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/LVKA0oRRGxg/s400/HPIM3829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He liked touching the starfish. When he went to touch the sting ray, he got a little scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250718482354858466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5Mo-RW6eI/AAAAAAAAAeY/p-f6szqqNgM/s400/HPIM3830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My little sleeping beauty likes to sleep with her booty in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250718480909148770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5Mo44rImI/AAAAAAAAAeg/HvQcMcUF5as/s400/HPIM3831-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob LOVES Audrey. He has an old phone of mine that he plays with and his daddy asked him what he was doing one day. Jacob said, "I'm texting Audrey." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250719629622514610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5NrwLSE7I/AAAAAAAAAeo/kX44ZgAXn-E/s400/HPIM3833-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emma posing for the camera. You can't tell that Jacob and Emma are related AT ALL. HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250719635391244402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5NsFqp6HI/AAAAAAAAAew/wV5yoMAgVSo/s400/HPIM3835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My happy, laughing girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250719641680848514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5NsdGNpoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/trHsF1wxe5c/s400/HPIM3845-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think this one is one of my faves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250719650556546674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5Ns-KWDnI/AAAAAAAAAfI/U9OVzfqSC5U/s400/HPIM3851-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob got a new kitten, Jelly. He adores her!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250720752893734962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5OtIsAsDI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/BpMxtZ-trYc/s400/HPIM3852-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We have to monitor him CONSTANTLY with the cat. He's a little like Lenny, from Of Mice and Men...he just loves her so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250720755525496930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5OtSfeMGI/AAAAAAAAAfY/gV4U-6ypMPU/s400/HPIM3855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob helped Daddy paint the front porch (even with the threat of rain--Mama needed a break). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250720758567577890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5Otd0wqSI/AAAAAAAAAfg/yiDO-oRcLsA/s400/HPIM3862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My happy girl just got up from her nap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250720761853248578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5OtqEIBEI/AAAAAAAAAfo/EfLikkYyjd0/s400/HPIM3868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So happy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250720768494667458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5OuCzkBsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/s4SG8aBqVgo/s400/HPIM3881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A little nakie picture time yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250734557941414834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5bQsf3O7I/AAAAAAAAAgA/tF3lnElqckQ/s400/HPIM3895-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Joe took Jacob to the Philomath High School football game last night. So we had to bundle him all up before he went. He had a GREAT time! He told his daddy that he wanted to go out and play with the guys. Joe told him that they had helmets on and he didn't. Jacob turned to him and said, "Daddy, buy me helmet." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250734555602826738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5bQjyTNfI/AAAAAAAAAgI/j8OXSFn4bxY/s400/HPIM3898-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Super excited to go to the game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-7701635620486208990?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7701635620486208990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=7701635620486208990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/7701635620486208990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/7701635620486208990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/were-still-here.html' title='We&apos;re still here...'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SN5GwqJgSgI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Hi0MmJybtdA/s72-c/HPIM3675-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-1973982094077720014</id><published>2008-07-31T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T14:20:11.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Habits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been reading some of my girlfriends' blogs lately and it's really got me thinking about my own children's sleeping habits. When Jacob was a baby, he started sleeping through the night when he was 8 weeks old. I was very strict, I guess you could say, about when he fell asleep when he was being held, he HAD to be put in his crib. I did that so he could learn to sleep on his own and not get used to having someone there to help him sleep. This worked very well. I did the whole crying thing, letting him cry himself to sleep to make sure he could self-soothe. It worked beautifully!! I hated to hear him cry, but I knew that he would be fine, and I felt like we let him know that he was loved and taken care of. I was really worried when we had to switch him from the crib to his big boy bed. You see, in the crib, he was contained. So even when he didn't want to go to bed, he had no choice because he was stuck there. :-) When it came time to make the switch, he was GREAT!! Then in March, his daddy went to Florida for 5 or 6 nights (I can't remember specifically how long he was gone, because to me...it seemed like an ETERNITY). The 2nd night he was gone, Jacob refused to go to sleep on his own, refused to sleep by himself, and just plain wasn't happy about sleeping in his room. So while Joe was gone, Jacob slept with me in my bed (I was 8 months pregnant! I couldn't be getting up at all hours of the night, or worse...sleep on the floor!!). That weekend was the turning point in Jacob's sleeping habit, and the start of a downward spiral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229290429077045394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SJIr8HR8wJI/AAAAAAAAAao/cNo_iVArhAA/s400/July+2008+from+M%26D+135.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter the new baby girl. That really made Jacob not want to sleep in his room by himself. So he has become even more dependent on his daddy (because his mama is always busy with the the baby--in his little eyes), and Joe actually began sleeping in Jacob's room when Jacob would wake up in the night. Yes that made it so he would go back to sleep, but hello! That is so not a good idea for anyone involved. It wasn't Joe's fault though. The poor guy would get so tired when he would go in to put JJ back in bed that he would fall asleep next to him while he waited for him to go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229290664288710018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SJIsJzgx7YI/AAAAAAAAAaw/TmxWdlAIpM8/s400/July+2008+from+M%26D+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point in writing all of this is that because I did all of the "right" things when Jacob was a baby and they weren't working out when he was older like they were supposed to, I haven't been doing them with Emma. Granted, she is a totally different baby than JJ was. She seems to be much needier, cries more, and is quite the snuggler. So when she falls asleep, I let her just sleep on us! She has slept through the night a few times, but definitely not consistently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went to the doctor with Jacob on Tuesday, he told me that we need to get Jacob in a different routine than what we've been doing. (DUH) He said that 2 year olds are creatures of habit, and once a habit is formed (like sleeping on the floor next them or reading to them until they fall asleep) it is very hard to break and we need to start working on that NOW. So I started that day, and I am very pleased to say that in the last 2 days, I just have to tell Jacob that he's going to take a nap, by himself, like a big boy, tuck him in, give him a kiss and walk out! At night time, I tell him that I'm going to read him 2 books, then he's going to sleep by himself like a big boy and he does!! I think the key for him is that he likes to have his door open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my theory of letting them cry it out doesn't work, is shot down the tubes...I have a lot of catch up work to do with Emma, let me tell you! She has only slept maybe 10 minutes today because she just doesn't want to sleep in her crib by herself. It has made for a long day, but I'm hoping that if she doesn't sleep during the day, at least she'll sleep through the night??? I'll let you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess what I'm saying is that I really do think that letting them cry it out when they are babies is the best way to get them to sleep by themselves! I know that it stinks because I am going through it right now, but I know it can be done.&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/7442279895235573836-1973982094077720014?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1973982094077720014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=1973982094077720014' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/1973982094077720014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/1973982094077720014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/sleeping-habits.html' title='Sleeping Habits'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SJIr8HR8wJI/AAAAAAAAAao/cNo_iVArhAA/s72-c/July+2008+from+M%26D+135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-7425182424907512653</id><published>2008-07-30T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T15:31:00.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob's 2 Year Doctor Appointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SJDqzrrfY_I/AAAAAAAAAaY/THMhLllqGR4/s1600-h/July+2008+from+M%26D+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228937340996510706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SJDqzrrfY_I/AAAAAAAAAaY/THMhLllqGR4/s400/July+2008+from+M%26D+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob turned 2 on Monday...I can't hardly believe it!! Now that he realizes what is going on at the doctor's office, he's not too keen on going. In fact, on the car ride there, he was saying, "Bite Doctor." Great. So once again, we went over the rules. I say them, he repeats them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mama: No biting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob: No biting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;M: No hitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;J: No hitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;M: No pushing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;J: No pushing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;M: No kicking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;J: No kicking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;M: No pinching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;J: No pinching...pinch booty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;M: No Jacob, you can only pinch Mama's booty. (smile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;M: If you don't listen and obey, NO SCOOTER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;J: No scooter. &lt;/span&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;Needless to say, when we were at the doc's office, he cried the ENTIRE time, until Dr. Shawn left the room. Of course he was happy then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are his 2 year stats:&lt;/span&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;Height: 36 3/4 inches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Weight: 32 lbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Head: 19 3/4 inches&lt;/span&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;He grew 3 1/4 inches, but didn't gain any weight...my chubby bubby is no longer my chubby. &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;I love you little man!!&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/7442279895235573836-7425182424907512653?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7425182424907512653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=7425182424907512653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/7425182424907512653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/7425182424907512653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/jacobs-2-year-doctor-appointment.html' title='Jacob&apos;s 2 Year Doctor Appointment'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SJDqzrrfY_I/AAAAAAAAAaY/THMhLllqGR4/s72-c/July+2008+from+M%26D+092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-8140041015052390696</id><published>2008-07-30T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T10:04:45.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma rolled over!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, our little princess is growing up...too fast. She rolled over for the first time last night and I actually was able to record one of the rolls. The video isn't the best, but you do get to see her in the end. :-) I can't stand the sound of my own voice on there, and I'm sure you'll feel the same way, but here it is! Every time we watch the video, Jacob is so cute! He cheers for her! I just love our little family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b2d48d031281cf01" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db2d48d031281cf01%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331268084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C419369DB7A06042CB72F44D1147A8DA0ED517F.181D78961AC34AF237621E85C0690160E2955AA8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db2d48d031281cf01%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D80G6Ob8gM9YUD2zagQ7SfSdr6a4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db2d48d031281cf01%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331268084%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C419369DB7A06042CB72F44D1147A8DA0ED517F.181D78961AC34AF237621E85C0690160E2955AA8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db2d48d031281cf01%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D80G6Ob8gM9YUD2zagQ7SfSdr6a4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-8140041015052390696?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b2d48d031281cf01&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8140041015052390696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=8140041015052390696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/8140041015052390696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/8140041015052390696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/emma-rolled-over.html' title='Emma rolled over!!'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-4457094966820383189</id><published>2008-07-19T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T21:51:44.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob's 2nd Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had Jacob's 2nd birthday party today. I can't believe he's turning 2!! Where have the last two years gone?? He's such a good boy, and I think that he thoroughly enjoyed himself! We had an AWESOME turnout of friends and family for his party today. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to everyone for your love and support!! The weather was beautiful, the food was great (thanks to Joe), and the company was wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK7RlC0CPI/AAAAAAAAAXg/cnyXJBJqmwA/s1600-h/HPIM3567-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224944428379277554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK7RlC0CPI/AAAAAAAAAXg/cnyXJBJqmwA/s400/HPIM3567-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob wanted an Elmo cake this year. &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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK7SPEbEHI/AAAAAAAAAXo/xFbgmLQ87co/s1600-h/HPIM3568-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224944439660318834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK7SPEbEHI/AAAAAAAAAXo/xFbgmLQ87co/s400/HPIM3568-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had to have enough cake for everyone else to eat too! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK7SeQZGRI/AAAAAAAAAXw/_rzDJIlOh4M/s1600-h/HPIM3569.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224944443737053458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK7SeQZGRI/AAAAAAAAAXw/_rzDJIlOh4M/s400/HPIM3569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miss Emma slept for the beginning of the party...she didn't know what she was missing out on! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224944445020660866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK7SjCbZII/AAAAAAAAAX4/fnmOjlofViw/s400/HPIM3571-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224944450484200770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK7S3ZCZUI/AAAAAAAAAYA/C8bKgX3dUvY/s400/HPIM3572-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our sweet nephew, Chase &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224944956662645762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK7wVDYhAI/AAAAAAAAAYI/f5H8GCb21dU/s400/HPIM3573-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some of my fantastic girlfriends from college and their families&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Tasha &amp;amp; Tatum, Danielle &amp;amp; Geoff, Abby &amp;amp; Kris)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224944961931705154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK7worn-0I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/6t-MRSTteNY/s400/HPIM3574-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My beautiful friend, Stacy &amp;amp; her family (I think Jacob has a crush on Audrey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224944969945456530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK7xGiQH5I/AAAAAAAAAYY/Jj2ShnJJYsk/s400/HPIM3576-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My brother, Josh &amp;amp; his son, Chase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224944973334346370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK7xTKOeoI/AAAAAAAAAYg/wxQ5lsNCtHk/s400/HPIM3579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Poor Jacob just wanted to blow the candles out and not wait for the song to finish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224944979685845874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK7xq0iq3I/AAAAAAAAAYo/3cnF9IDUYwE/s400/HPIM3580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Getting his first taste of the cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224946709931549794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK9WYfQ5GI/AAAAAAAAAYw/TFPC8VG1r3Y/s400/HPIM3583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think he liked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224946715385897170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK9WszroNI/AAAAAAAAAY4/1XAHPbgRetU/s400/HPIM3584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Digging in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224946720365087618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK9W_W0C4I/AAAAAAAAAZA/tVUSVhKsGFM/s400/HPIM3586-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My happy boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224946724172581074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK9XNilyNI/AAAAAAAAAZI/kd6QNafxCWc/s400/HPIM3587-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tatum checking out her little buddy, Emma&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224946724845237426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK9XQC9tLI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/sUxxV2GsMOc/s400/HPIM3589-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daddy showing Jacob how to use his new scooter!&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224947681135331458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK-O6gSiII/AAAAAAAAAZg/Avpjkz6l2NU/s400/HPIM3592-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Abby, Tasha, Tatum, Me (with Emma in the front pack) and Danielle&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224947684760389298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK-PIAkhrI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Cd1LeuEopVQ/s400/HPIM3596-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob playing in the rocks with his new buddies, Hunter &amp;amp; Preston.&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224947684476972850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK-PG8_7zI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZMIyj5bA4HQ/s400/HPIM3597-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Auntie Sally &amp;amp; I&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224947689346890930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK-PZGE_LI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/6xV53T4wE0g/s400/HPIM3598-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob using his new scooter in the skate park.&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224948724784361330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK_LqZm73I/AAAAAAAAAaA/H3s8_rplZho/s400/HPIM3599-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daddy &amp;amp; Emma&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224948727904132594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK_L2Ba3fI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ktie2wNt0kI/s400/HPIM3601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She was all tuckered out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224948728581754978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK_L4i-kGI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/IXqOmtnoI2g/s400/HPIM3603-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our little family at the end of a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-4457094966820383189?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4457094966820383189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=4457094966820383189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/4457094966820383189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/4457094966820383189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/jacobs-2nd-birthday-party.html' title='Jacob&apos;s 2nd Birthday Party'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02415161036905682301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SbJD78syqpw/S7vOYukGWgI/AAAAAAAABik/xfG7pS2v4iQ/S220/Family+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SIK7RlC0CPI/AAAAAAAAAXg/cnyXJBJqmwA/s72-c/HPIM3567-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442279895235573836.post-5322067374165605987</id><published>2008-07-15T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T12:06:38.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SHznpgFaqxI/AAAAAAAAAV4/bkW8cg55dOQ/s1600-h/HPIM3505.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SHznpgFaqxI/AAAAAAAAAV4/bkW8cg55dOQ/s400/HPIM3505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-portrait :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223315253724872706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SHzxjIgmgAI/AAAAAAAAAWA/XgNjN0LY7SQ/s400/HPIM3508-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our sweet, baby girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223315260536356834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SHzxjh4lf-I/AAAAAAAAAWI/3pDSZzNgcTQ/s400/HPIM3519-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sleeping on Daddy's arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223315264947374050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SHzxjyUQR-I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/k2nrBBIc_Qg/s400/HPIM3521-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Emma and her Great-Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223315269541231458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SHzxkDbg-2I/AAAAAAAAAWY/RR1_MX_GzFQ/s400/HPIM3522-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Jacob &amp;amp; Emma "playing" together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223315274305449586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SHzxkVLZLnI/AAAAAAAAAWg/hyt5QGQOTsI/s400/HPIM3527-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Looking at herself in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223315999545351138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SHzyOi6D2-I/AAAAAAAAAWo/bFRAjJkCYXc/s400/HPIM3535-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Playing outside in the sprinkler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223316011127612930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SHzyPODfJgI/AAAAAAAAAWw/GGOflhNXEN4/s400/HPIM3560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Roy &amp;amp; Jacob playing in the sandbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223316030951020978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SHzyQX5wWbI/AAAAAAAAAXA/1nRrGN_3wFg/s400/HPIM3563-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My sweet Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223316022056174818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SHzyP2xDxOI/AAAAAAAAAW4/jdf2tZE3jg0/s400/HPIM3562-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sleeping away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223316036406246162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SbJD78syqpw/SHzyQsOYexI/AAAAAAAAAXI/7GmvxWUzKFs/s400/HPIM3565-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cute little cheeks! ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7442279895235573836-5322067374165605987?l=theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5322067374165605987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7442279895235573836&amp;postID=5322067374165605987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/5322067374165605987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7442279895235573836/posts/default/5322067374165605987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyenchikfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-pictures.html' title='More pictures...'/><author><name>Mama Yenchik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/024151610
