<?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-3785095564717277814</id><updated>2012-01-21T10:12:04.051-08:00</updated><category term='Olivia&apos;s Twin'/><category term='Labor Day'/><title type='text'>Jacobsclan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>234</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-3336790004218952751</id><published>2012-01-20T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T09:21:33.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>I have decided to post quotes on my blog as well whether they are from someone famous, a friend, or even one of my cute kids. I hope to enlighten myself and to make myself laugh. Today is a quote from a man at Costco. "I have become a widower to an IPhone. "&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699765464553681890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P8TbX1bLk1w/TxmifcnC8-I/AAAAAAAABGg/g2r-BcbMjtA/s320/images%255B11%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-3336790004218952751?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/3336790004218952751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=3336790004218952751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3336790004218952751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3336790004218952751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2012/01/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P8TbX1bLk1w/TxmifcnC8-I/AAAAAAAABGg/g2r-BcbMjtA/s72-c/images%255B11%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-4880938694111422597</id><published>2012-01-15T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T15:11:42.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Gym!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hUsN9v-BNwU/TxNc1EB6yHI/AAAAAAAABGU/AHNUxnjB8yQ/s1600/images%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698000020238420082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hUsN9v-BNwU/TxNc1EB6yHI/AAAAAAAABGU/AHNUxnjB8yQ/s320/images%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have decided that I miss the gym. So I am back at the gym working out. I love my twins but they wear me out and I need more energy maybe this might help. Yes I also want to loose weight but one thing at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-4880938694111422597?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/4880938694111422597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=4880938694111422597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4880938694111422597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4880938694111422597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2012/01/back-to-gym.html' title='Back to the Gym!!!!!'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hUsN9v-BNwU/TxNc1EB6yHI/AAAAAAAABGU/AHNUxnjB8yQ/s72-c/images%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-2546872999268699843</id><published>2011-11-17T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T22:44:29.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>I love fall time and we have two large trees in our front yard and we are suppose to do the yard work so I got a rake and headed outside with the four kids and had so much fun watching them play and work.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676221266555477554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gkdz9_mM7II/TsX9KwOOnjI/AAAAAAAABF8/-QfdcTXFdYA/s320/IMG_4260%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Olivia and Ashley loved jumping in the leaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676221043852802210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2OAGDwduE34/TsX89ylxeKI/AAAAAAAABFw/68rCRu1mH7s/s320/IMG_4266%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hailey working hard at yard work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676220853769772226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8tiEu8kC9q0/TsX8yuecnMI/AAAAAAAABFk/eGrNCWEs-24/s320/IMG_4272%255B2%255D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cason was not to interested in playing in the leaves this was the one picture I got of him jumping in the leaves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676220647387126866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NiCpVkbcLss/TsX8mto_XFI/AAAAAAAABFY/sADsjYMtaPc/s320/IMG_4268%255B2%255D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My cute little girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676220525367223762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PAq_1YnOHQ8/TsX8fnFLZdI/AAAAAAAABFM/2NdJj7rocKw/s320/IMG_4276%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cason and Olivia working hard at raking leaves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676220402630841794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eEkvBK3BRkc/TsX8Yd2i1cI/AAAAAAAABFA/QU6cv6u2kn4/s320/IMG_4273%255B2%255D" /&gt;This picture sums up my day. These two love to play with each other they laugh at each other and they work together to team up against mom. I would not have it any other way. Loved the picture just had to post it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-2546872999268699843?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/2546872999268699843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=2546872999268699843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2546872999268699843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2546872999268699843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/11/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gkdz9_mM7II/TsX9KwOOnjI/AAAAAAAABF8/-QfdcTXFdYA/s72-c/IMG_4260%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-7609805745818769339</id><published>2011-11-05T08:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T08:51:00.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are my shoes !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byUOWOxvXyY/TrVa1KdsuUI/AAAAAAAABE0/VqH8zqu5QK4/s1600/IMG_4254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671539175131494722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byUOWOxvXyY/TrVa1KdsuUI/AAAAAAAABE0/VqH8zqu5QK4/s320/IMG_4254.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my cute son wearing two different shoes of Hailey's. This boy loves to wear shoes. Sometimes we cant find shoes that match or even our shoes, and that is cause Cason is usually wearing them. Olivia is also in on the fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-7609805745818769339?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/7609805745818769339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=7609805745818769339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7609805745818769339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7609805745818769339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/11/where-are-my-shoes.html' title='Where are my shoes !!!!!'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-byUOWOxvXyY/TrVa1KdsuUI/AAAAAAAABE0/VqH8zqu5QK4/s72-c/IMG_4254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-7394844468365372060</id><published>2011-11-04T09:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T09:22:01.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st lost tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V-fWsNKhOOM/TrQPuC2E6rI/AAAAAAAABEo/YCRX_Vz4Qc8/s1600/IMG_4249%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671175114478381746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V-fWsNKhOOM/TrQPuC2E6rI/AAAAAAAABEo/YCRX_Vz4Qc8/s320/IMG_4249%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey lost her 1st tooth this last Wednesday. She has been waiting and waiting for it to fall out so she could put it under her pillow for the tooth fairy. One problem we cant find the tooth we think she swallowed it. Since I have a smart sister who suggested we leave a note for the tooth fairy that is just what we did. The tooth fairy came and brought Hailey a dollar with a ring. The tooth fairy even left fairy dust behind. Hailey was so excited to loose her tooth and even more excited to have the tooth fairy come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-7394844468365372060?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/7394844468365372060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=7394844468365372060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7394844468365372060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7394844468365372060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/11/1st-loss-tooth.html' title='1st lost tooth'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V-fWsNKhOOM/TrQPuC2E6rI/AAAAAAAABEo/YCRX_Vz4Qc8/s72-c/IMG_4249%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-3333191598246141653</id><published>2011-11-04T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T08:20:26.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FR-27kWhBaQ/TrQBsXo4RwI/AAAAAAAABEQ/u1bMYPfub8c/s1600/IMG_4238%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671159692537644802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FR-27kWhBaQ/TrQBsXo4RwI/AAAAAAAABEQ/u1bMYPfub8c/s320/IMG_4238%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year for Halloween I went with cheap and warm. Ashley was a bat ( a costume that was given to me by my sister-in-law) The twins were giraffes (They were bought for me when I was pregnant with them.) Hailey was a unicorn ( I bought at savors for $8.00.) My kids had so much fun this year. The twins hated there costume. However when they got that first piece of candy they did not care anymore and were on board for the whole Halloween thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-3333191598246141653?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/3333191598246141653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=3333191598246141653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3333191598246141653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3333191598246141653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-2011.html' title='Halloween 2011'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FR-27kWhBaQ/TrQBsXo4RwI/AAAAAAAABEQ/u1bMYPfub8c/s72-c/IMG_4238%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-5920423801647132934</id><published>2011-10-10T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T12:04:42.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scare of My Life</title><content type='html'>Sunday is a day of rest right, well not at the Jacobs home last night there was no resting. I had gone to dinner at my dad's house like we do every Sunday. When we got there all was well Cason was happy and playing. He started to act a little sick I picked him up and I could tell he had a fever. We then headed home and while we were driving home Cason had throwen up. I got him and the kids in the house when Cason started throwing up all over the floor. I quickly woke Dave up and had him give Cason a bath, and that is where our night changed. While Cason was in the bath he fell hit his head on the tub. I heard Cason gagging so I went in to check up on Dave and Cason to find that Cason was having a seizure. I panicked, Dave calmly said call 911. So I ran to get his phone could not figure out how to use his phone gave him the phone and he called 911. While he was on the phone Cason did stop seizing but was not responsive. The paramedics came. They took Cason and started working on him. In the mean time I ran next door to our amazing neighbors and asked them to take our other 3 kids. The paramedics were on top of everything with Cason. He had a temperature of 102.7 they took him in the ambulance with me as well to the hospital. They wanted to make sure he was ok. I will just tell you that having to see your 19 month old child in a neck brace and on a stretcher is the most heart wrenching feeling ever. When we got to American Fork Hospital they were quick to give him attention and they never let me leave his side. I was there through all the test. Dave followed the ambulance to the hospital. While we were there we were worried that they may keep him overnight so we called our good friends the Woolfs and Anne. We had Anne go stay with our kids. They gave him blood test and x-ray and a cat scan while he was there. They found out that there were no head injuries and that he had children's bronchitis. I will say he did not show any signs of having this. He was not coughing and did not have a fever until we were at my dads house and after dinner. They gave him some antibiotics and sent us home. When we were ready to leave the hospital Cason was smiling and laughing and so excited to see his sister. While he was being poked and prodded he would cry and I would show him his sisters picture on his dad's phone and he would calm down. He would not let go of the phone cause he could see his sister. When we were getting ready to leave the nurse asked him where is your sister and he showed her the phone and the nurse asked what is her name and he said liva. We are home and watching him. Once you have a high temperature seizure you are more likely to have another. So we have to watch him closely. We are all ok and doing well. I just want to say thanks to the D'Argys and Woolfs and Anne and our bishop for all the support and help. I am also thankful that this happened on one of Dave's nights off cause I would have been a wreck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-5920423801647132934?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/5920423801647132934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=5920423801647132934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5920423801647132934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5920423801647132934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/10/scare-of-my-life.html' title='Scare of My Life'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-3384796305939109873</id><published>2011-09-20T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T13:33:36.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screaming babies at Church</title><content type='html'>I was informed today that while one of my twins was screaming at church, and after I took them out. That someone had the nerve to say "oh good they finally took the screaming child out and they should give that baby a stern spanking." Too whom ever you are I choose not to tell you how to parent, and believe me I would like to I am quite opinionated. So if you would please keep your parenting advice to your self that would be great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-3384796305939109873?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/3384796305939109873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=3384796305939109873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3384796305939109873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3384796305939109873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/09/screaming-babies-at-church.html' title='Screaming babies at Church'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-6772741262255548575</id><published>2011-08-30T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T19:41:35.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fPVp3n-7ReM/Tl2czBn4BBI/AAAAAAAABEI/alFvlrZPa2s/s1600/IMG_4229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646841908215415826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fPVp3n-7ReM/Tl2czBn4BBI/AAAAAAAABEI/alFvlrZPa2s/s320/IMG_4229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey had a great first day of school other than she broke her arm at school. She fell off the monkey bars. The teacher examined her and she said she was ok. She went on with school and Dave picked her up. She did not tell Dave anything about falling off the monkey bars at first. Her teacher called me and told me what had happened I did not think much of it. I called Dave he said she did not act like she was in pain but we thought we should still take her to Urgent care and they took the xray and she did have a broken arm. However she is excited to get her pink cast on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-6772741262255548575?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/6772741262255548575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=6772741262255548575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/6772741262255548575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/6772741262255548575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-school-update.html' title='First Day of School Update'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fPVp3n-7ReM/Tl2czBn4BBI/AAAAAAAABEI/alFvlrZPa2s/s72-c/IMG_4229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-799338358845372535</id><published>2011-08-30T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T12:54:54.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day Of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p4TJNFW7R2Q/Tl09KibnlQI/AAAAAAAABEA/j-HruuBxmTg/s1600/IMG_4227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646736759043101954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p4TJNFW7R2Q/Tl09KibnlQI/AAAAAAAABEA/j-HruuBxmTg/s320/IMG_4227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today was Hailey's first day of Kindergarten. She was so excited and could not wait. I took her to school and found that she is the tallest in her class. We will see if she really enjoyed it when Dave goes to pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-799338358845372535?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/799338358845372535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=799338358845372535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/799338358845372535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/799338358845372535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day Of School'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p4TJNFW7R2Q/Tl09KibnlQI/AAAAAAAABEA/j-HruuBxmTg/s72-c/IMG_4227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-860998846601764294</id><published>2011-08-29T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T13:33:05.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HBw1k_yHiaE/Tlv2i4peTUI/AAAAAAAABD4/uwA0hFwmhZM/s1600/IMG_4214%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646377637021371714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HBw1k_yHiaE/Tlv2i4peTUI/AAAAAAAABD4/uwA0hFwmhZM/s320/IMG_4214%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These two started nursery yesterday. Sorry I forgot to take there picture before Church. That's right my twins are 18 months old. I was so excited all week for them to finally go to nursery and be able to listen in Sunday school and Relief Society. Then I got the call on Saturday. The primary president called me and asked if I would sub this Sunday since I was bringing the twins in. So yes it was the twins first time but mom was there to ease the change in there life. Next week they will go all by themselves, well with Ashley there to help them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-860998846601764294?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/860998846601764294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=860998846601764294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/860998846601764294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/860998846601764294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/08/nursery.html' title='Nursery'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HBw1k_yHiaE/Tlv2i4peTUI/AAAAAAAABD4/uwA0hFwmhZM/s72-c/IMG_4214%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-990728842423051380</id><published>2011-08-25T16:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T11:36:25.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pudding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4q-HqMWHvk/Tlbh09QYkbI/AAAAAAAABDw/6RZyq9TSGDc/s1600/IMG_4218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644947482868224434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4q-HqMWHvk/Tlbh09QYkbI/AAAAAAAABDw/6RZyq9TSGDc/s320/IMG_4218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cason eating pudding too cute to not post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-990728842423051380?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/990728842423051380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=990728842423051380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/990728842423051380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/990728842423051380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/08/pudding.html' title='Pudding'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4q-HqMWHvk/Tlbh09QYkbI/AAAAAAAABDw/6RZyq9TSGDc/s72-c/IMG_4218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-1155766175814537661</id><published>2011-08-22T23:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T07:47:57.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM Flash Fun</title><content type='html'>Last week Dave's work had a carnival for all the employees friends and family. They had lots of fun stuff for the kids and the adults to do. They fed us a great lunch. There were fun games for the kids to play. Hailey even dunked the guy in the dunk tank. They had all you could eat cotton candy and snow cones. We even got to go inside the building and have a tore of there work. The kids got to put on the "bunny suite" that the employees wear when they are in the clean room. It was a great day we had so much fun. We have really loved Dave working at IM Flash. They take care of there employees there and we have felt that since Dave started working there. Here are the pictures from the kids trying on the suites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643937025977642994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ucD9H3wXts/TlNK0oASb_I/AAAAAAAABDo/WKSmb7Lr2-c/s320/group.JPG" /&gt;Back Row: Lynae Woolf, Susan, Cason, Dave, Nicole Franson, 2nd Row: Abby Woolf, Liz Woolf, Dylan Woolf, Hailey, Phillip Woolf Front Row: Olivia, Anne Turner, Ashley, Brittney Woolf, &amp;amp; John Woolf ( He also works at IM Flash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643934309460100690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JlD9tFu6y9k/TlNIWgMCRlI/AAAAAAAABDY/jCaZRamofMU/s320/Family.JPG" /&gt;Jacobs family and Nicole at Dave's Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-1155766175814537661?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/1155766175814537661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=1155766175814537661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/1155766175814537661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/1155766175814537661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-flash-fun.html' title='IM Flash Fun'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ucD9H3wXts/TlNK0oASb_I/AAAAAAAABDo/WKSmb7Lr2-c/s72-c/group.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-2053537396447640134</id><published>2011-08-19T17:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T19:52:04.339-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia&apos;s Twin'/><title type='text'>Olivia's Twin</title><content type='html'>Yes I know you all think this is post about Cason but its not its all about Olivia. I was folding laundry in my room one day when I found Olivia playing with my mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642724348016633602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--f5ZW4IsvAg/Tk775ej6pwI/AAAAAAAABDA/oqnST6x-g6w/s320/IMG_4185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Olivia is trying to find her twin Olivia behind the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sQSrv3JvoFM/Tk77xC_6tTI/AAAAAAAABC4/dlOS7uGlnwg/s1600/IMG_4186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642724203178931506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sQSrv3JvoFM/Tk77xC_6tTI/AAAAAAAABC4/dlOS7uGlnwg/s320/IMG_4186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olivia is saying hi to her twin Olivia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A9Hqe1EsZag/Tk77pHuUoSI/AAAAAAAABCw/liRzc6fVixY/s1600/IMG_4189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642724067008356642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A9Hqe1EsZag/Tk77pHuUoSI/AAAAAAAABCw/liRzc6fVixY/s320/IMG_4189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olivia is playing patty cake with her twin Olivia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FwbfHM43Frc/Tk77fy85kVI/AAAAAAAABCo/yeHQa45Ysa8/s1600/IMG_4190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642723906813530450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FwbfHM43Frc/Tk77fy85kVI/AAAAAAAABCo/yeHQa45Ysa8/s320/IMG_4190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olivia giving kisses to her twin Olivia (or just after I could not get a picture with her actually kissing the mirror.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loves to play with the mirror and since this she even talks to her twin Olivia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-2053537396447640134?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/2053537396447640134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=2053537396447640134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2053537396447640134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2053537396447640134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/08/olivias-twin.html' title='Olivia&apos;s Twin'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--f5ZW4IsvAg/Tk775ej6pwI/AAAAAAAABDA/oqnST6x-g6w/s72-c/IMG_4185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-7421756985282223841</id><published>2011-07-07T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T21:42:00.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you wait for the Dr.?</title><content type='html'>The other day we took Cason &amp;amp; Olivia to the Dr.'s we had to wait a little while and Dave was getting a little inpatient. He was also frustrated with the kids. He thought it would be funny to put Cason in the sink, that way he would not run around getting into things. Cason thought it was funny at first then he hated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u-BNdMzrKgE/ThaKFf7YihI/AAAAAAAABCA/2OPgOdXXlu4/s1600/IMG_4181%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626836611520563730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u-BNdMzrKgE/ThaKFf7YihI/AAAAAAAABCA/2OPgOdXXlu4/s320/IMG_4181%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-7421756985282223841?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/7421756985282223841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=7421756985282223841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7421756985282223841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7421756985282223841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-do-you-wait-for-dr.html' title='How do you wait for the Dr.?'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u-BNdMzrKgE/ThaKFf7YihI/AAAAAAAABCA/2OPgOdXXlu4/s72-c/IMG_4181%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-2001480718470346507</id><published>2011-07-07T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T18:17:47.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Of July</title><content type='html'>Our 4th of July started on the 1st. We woke up early to go and see the balloons in Provo. We did not get up early enough cause by the time we got there they had already taken off. Saturday we got up even earlier and made it to the balloons in time to see them take off. However Me, Kathryn (Liz's mom), Cason, Olivia, and Abby almost got taken out by a balloon. After we were all done we packed up and went to our ward Breakfast/ bike parade. The kids loved it. Then we made our way to the Colonial fair. It was more interesting than I thought. Then it was time to put kids down for a nap. After I had rested I was able to go to the Stadium of Fire. I loved it It was awesome. Yes I am a geek and I liked David Archuleta. Then On Sunday was an easy going day we went to Church and spent time with family. Monday Once again we got up early went to the parade and watched Dave and his co workers run by for the freedom run. Then enjoyed the parade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fk7R0MYb8BY/ThZWwFi-ipI/AAAAAAAABB4/jippQezq2EI/s1600/IMG_4165%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626780168568605330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fk7R0MYb8BY/ThZWwFi-ipI/AAAAAAAABB4/jippQezq2EI/s320/IMG_4165%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cason with his blue hair. He loved the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pquh-ot_RQ4/ThZWa67cNOI/AAAAAAAABBw/-OL_2lchLgo/s1600/IMG_4167%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626779804941169890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pquh-ot_RQ4/ThZWa67cNOI/AAAAAAAABBw/-OL_2lchLgo/s320/IMG_4167%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby, Phillip, Hailey, Brittney, &amp;amp; Ashley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626779084846459586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PB5ox-ywpts/ThZVxAXe6sI/AAAAAAAABBo/OHhm0cWhC3w/s320/IMG_4172%255B1%255D" /&gt;Me and the twins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then had a BBQ at my dad's house. That was when the real fun began. We all were sitting down and eating when all of a sudden my cute little niece Paisley who was two days shy of being 1 lost her footing and fell and hit her head on my dad's sidewalk. My sister ( her mom) then picked her up and noticed there was blood. She was quite calm covered her head and said get me something. I on the other hand was not too calm. I tend to freeze with things like this. My sister in law ran inside and got my sister a rag. My sister than decided to take Paisley to the ER. I then drove them to the ER where Paisley then received one stitch and was quite a brave little girl. Even though the 4th ended on a sad note. It was so much fun. I hope you all had a great and safe 4th of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-2001480718470346507?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/2001480718470346507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=2001480718470346507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2001480718470346507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2001480718470346507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th Of July'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fk7R0MYb8BY/ThZWwFi-ipI/AAAAAAAABB4/jippQezq2EI/s72-c/IMG_4165%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-6430539041471249902</id><published>2011-06-22T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:27:31.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orem Summerfest</title><content type='html'>Even though we moved and no longer live in Orem. I felt like we lived most of the year in Orem and so I decided to put my kids in the baby contest in Orem. Some might say I am a pageant mom. I may be however I would never put my little girls in a pageant. I have so much fun with the baby contest. I don't go to win I go to have fun. Ashley turned 3 at the first of this month. She just barly qualified to be in the baby contest. I put the twins in the twin/sibling part of the contest. We did not win anything this year, however look how cute my kids were while getting there pictures taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CqQk0BDGnNw/TgLbty_6VcI/AAAAAAAABBg/6Yya96hoaGU/s1600/Ashley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621296864742233538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CqQk0BDGnNw/TgLbty_6VcI/AAAAAAAABBg/6Yya96hoaGU/s320/Ashley.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley Jean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BIappr1RF8Y/TgLbqN_qdqI/AAAAAAAABBY/z4t0UY1I5i0/s1600/Twins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621296803269473954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BIappr1RF8Y/TgLbqN_qdqI/AAAAAAAABBY/z4t0UY1I5i0/s320/Twins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olivia and Cason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to put them in the American Fork baby contest. Come on it is just too much fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3785095564717277814-6430539041471249902?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/6430539041471249902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=6430539041471249902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/6430539041471249902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/6430539041471249902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/06/orem-summerfest.html' title='Orem Summerfest'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CqQk0BDGnNw/TgLbty_6VcI/AAAAAAAABBg/6Yya96hoaGU/s72-c/Ashley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-8324099215346769910</id><published>2011-06-04T00:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T01:31:47.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day of fun!!!</title><content type='html'>My kids have been itching to play outside all the time now that we have moved. We don't have a fenced off yard so sometimes I still say no to just running outside. I decided today we would go for a little walk cause there is a park close to our house. The kids had so much fun walking to the park and then once we got to the park they had even more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1PBgP8aK99Q/TenmpAwfUNI/AAAAAAAABBQ/MWzcL4f8NLg/s1600/IMG_4028%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614272002746437842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1PBgP8aK99Q/TenmpAwfUNI/AAAAAAAABBQ/MWzcL4f8NLg/s320/IMG_4028%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey climbing the bars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzHwIpReHg0/Tenmhyk0TvI/AAAAAAAABBI/1zXr6mGYUtg/s1600/IMG_4042%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614271878680301298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzHwIpReHg0/Tenmhyk0TvI/AAAAAAAABBI/1zXr6mGYUtg/s320/IMG_4042%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey getting ready to go down the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--sAsf1cZ2og/TenksGRSmWI/AAAAAAAABBA/Ywth68VA0tA/s1600/IMG_4021%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614269856742545762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--sAsf1cZ2og/TenksGRSmWI/AAAAAAAABBA/Ywth68VA0tA/s320/IMG_4021%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley was a little scared to go down, but once she did she had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GaPJ0bjgcw8/TenkhlHXhAI/AAAAAAAABA4/tFgdJEGXQFs/s1600/IMG_4048%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614269676043863042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GaPJ0bjgcw8/TenkhlHXhAI/AAAAAAAABA4/tFgdJEGXQFs/s320/IMG_4048%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley had to take baby rella down the slide every time with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kDKEXTnWMJE/TenkWQ1CAWI/AAAAAAAABAw/_4umjMQf58Y/s1600/IMG_4038%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614269481619685730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kDKEXTnWMJE/TenkWQ1CAWI/AAAAAAAABAw/_4umjMQf58Y/s320/IMG_4038%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia was my little daredevil. The park was not for babies. That did not stop her. she climbed up to the slide all by herself got to the top was scared but started to go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c42OAkv-RJA/TenkPQST7pI/AAAAAAAABAo/tUALW1u0az0/s1600/IMG_4039%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614269361214975634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c42OAkv-RJA/TenkPQST7pI/AAAAAAAABAo/tUALW1u0az0/s320/IMG_4039%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she made it down the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rgMdLnHq1PE/TenkHzroUGI/AAAAAAAABAg/SG2_Mb3mZIE/s1600/IMG_4030%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614269233277456482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rgMdLnHq1PE/TenkHzroUGI/AAAAAAAABAg/SG2_Mb3mZIE/s320/IMG_4030%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is her after going down the slide ready to do it again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BEDDDpMPbIE/TenfcxirNoI/AAAAAAAABAY/rcNtPh-HxVg/s1600/IMG_4052%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614264095922140802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BEDDDpMPbIE/TenfcxirNoI/AAAAAAAABAY/rcNtPh-HxVg/s320/IMG_4052%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Too cute to not post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VtybvwFyKOM/TenfTcW248I/AAAAAAAABAQ/jvubSQ1QidU/s1600/IMG_4051%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614263935616607170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VtybvwFyKOM/TenfTcW248I/AAAAAAAABAQ/jvubSQ1QidU/s320/IMG_4051%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cason was not feeling that great however he loved this slide and would not get off her would sit here and then climb up and then slide down saying weeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ndgDJ7-jHdw/TenfIbN39jI/AAAAAAAABAI/5cIaeeqPTFw/s1600/IMG_4053%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614263746331932210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ndgDJ7-jHdw/TenfIbN39jI/AAAAAAAABAI/5cIaeeqPTFw/s320/IMG_4053%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These two love each other and they were having fun just sitting by each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister in law called me and asked me if I would take her to Costco. I then said yes if you let my kids ride the horses. My girls had so much fun. Hailey even led herself around and now she thinks she is big and that she is going to do Rodeos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-73ibuHY6wq8/TenevQe38TI/AAAAAAAABAA/WEJceKnTq_8/s1600/IMG_4067%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614263313953714482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-73ibuHY6wq8/TenevQe38TI/AAAAAAAABAA/WEJceKnTq_8/s320/IMG_4067%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey taking charge of the horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Dq46mFy0ao/Tenedb0kF8I/AAAAAAAAA_4/vAgbkoEiTJg/s1600/IMG_4060%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614263007759833026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Dq46mFy0ao/Tenedb0kF8I/AAAAAAAAA_4/vAgbkoEiTJg/s320/IMG_4060%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley could not stop smiling while being on the horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614260764122136850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V5A7uDDBmFQ/Tenca1npwRI/AAAAAAAAA_w/BkJ-EzBSAs0/s320/IMG_4068%255B1%255D" /&gt; Cason hated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1bQUBNOnTX4/TencSruEeJI/AAAAAAAAA_o/KeB82rstHRM/s1600/IMG_4069%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614260624025745554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1bQUBNOnTX4/TencSruEeJI/AAAAAAAAA_o/KeB82rstHRM/s320/IMG_4069%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olivia hated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-8324099215346769910?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8324099215346769910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=8324099215346769910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8324099215346769910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8324099215346769910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-of-fun.html' title='A day of fun!!!'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1PBgP8aK99Q/TenmpAwfUNI/AAAAAAAABBQ/MWzcL4f8NLg/s72-c/IMG_4028%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-585104926590192608</id><published>2011-06-03T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T00:06:07.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashley Turns 3</title><content type='html'>Thursday was Ashley's Birthday and she turned 3. She was so excited to have a Birthday Party. We started the day off by heading to Build a Bear where Ashley picked out a cute pink bunny that she named BBB Bunny. Then I took her to lunch at McDonald's. She was quite confused as to why just her a mom were having lunch where were her brother and sisters. Then Friends came over to celebrate and open gifts. She loved every gift that was given to her. She was excited to blow out her candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dMfebqr5IUc/TenYcMGFuqI/AAAAAAAAA_g/9bKfPHVCYA4/s1600/IMG_4016%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614256389288737442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dMfebqr5IUc/TenYcMGFuqI/AAAAAAAAA_g/9bKfPHVCYA4/s320/IMG_4016%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-585104926590192608?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/585104926590192608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=585104926590192608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/585104926590192608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/585104926590192608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/06/ashley-turns-3.html' title='Ashley Turns 3'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dMfebqr5IUc/TenYcMGFuqI/AAAAAAAAA_g/9bKfPHVCYA4/s72-c/IMG_4016%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-9014439131641387580</id><published>2011-06-03T23:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T23:51:03.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One hard day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y-8g6QKf-Gk/TenVnk5h0MI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/ALDZFZ4jtXc/s1600/IMG_3989%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614253286390616258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y-8g6QKf-Gk/TenVnk5h0MI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/ALDZFZ4jtXc/s320/IMG_3989%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We came home from our last day in our ward and Olivia was so tired she could not even keep her head up. She crashed the second Dave sat her down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-9014439131641387580?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/9014439131641387580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=9014439131641387580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/9014439131641387580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/9014439131641387580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/06/one-hard-day.html' title='One hard day'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y-8g6QKf-Gk/TenVnk5h0MI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/ALDZFZ4jtXc/s72-c/IMG_3989%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-2190898984565469872</id><published>2011-06-03T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T23:32:04.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hailey's Graduation</title><content type='html'>Hailey graduated from the Learning Garden Preschool in May. She loved preschool, she loved her teachers, her friends, and learning. Hailey's graduation was lots of fun However I have a crappy camera so I was not able to get many good shots. Here are a few from her graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rLdSkPl-NX4/TenNQTicbWI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/ymsewdNxjIc/s1600/IMG_3974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614244090500377954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rLdSkPl-NX4/TenNQTicbWI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/ymsewdNxjIc/s320/IMG_3974.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey with a few of her class members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GH10FK4PaAI/TenNJBlBdjI/AAAAAAAAA_I/bX7dVuZtXVo/s1600/IMG_3980%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614243965420271154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GH10FK4PaAI/TenNJBlBdjI/AAAAAAAAA_I/bX7dVuZtXVo/s320/IMG_3980%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan and Hailey. This is Hailey's future husband according to her (shhhh don't tell his parents.) This is her friend from preschool. she loved going to preschool to play with Ethan. They always had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--D1OfzqaAus/TenMs5KQBSI/AAAAAAAAA_A/odQGMUad38U/s1600/IMG_3987%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614243482124158242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--D1OfzqaAus/TenMs5KQBSI/AAAAAAAAA_A/odQGMUad38U/s320/IMG_3987%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Courtney, Hailey, &amp;amp; Miss Kimberly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Hailey's teachers they were great teachers, I am thankful to them for teaching her new things. Hailey loved having them as her teachers.&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/3785095564717277814-2190898984565469872?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/2190898984565469872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=2190898984565469872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2190898984565469872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2190898984565469872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/06/haileys-graduation.html' title='Hailey&apos;s Graduation'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rLdSkPl-NX4/TenNQTicbWI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/ymsewdNxjIc/s72-c/IMG_3974.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-2632890668268423371</id><published>2011-05-19T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T00:57:42.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The things twins will do while mom is busy</title><content type='html'>Since we are moving. I have been busy packing. One day last week while I was packing here is what my twins were up to.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608331557584197026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bUu_4M-DFZ8/TdTL1mBrVaI/AAAAAAAAA-0/elTgeUbGi5U/s320/IMG_3950.jpg" /&gt; Here is how I found Cason. His older sister thought she would feed him for me so she got the jar of Jam down and Cason thought he would eat the whole jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608330672533358978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T97wS2_AsRo/TdTLCE9HSYI/AAAAAAAAA-k/2og_SvVZaOA/s320/IMG_3956%255B1%255D" /&gt;A little later that day I could hear the twins playing in there room. I went in to put laundry away and here is where I found the twins. They had pulled all the clothes out and climbed inside. They thought this was funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Having twins is so much fun. lots of work and everyone thinks having twin little babies is hard, and I am not saying its not hard. I just think this stage the twins are in now is hard to keep up with. they go different directions, I even think they talk about there plans for the next day at bedtime. Cause they have to much fun laughing and playing at bedtime. However I am enjoying every minute of this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-2632890668268423371?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/2632890668268423371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=2632890668268423371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2632890668268423371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2632890668268423371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/05/things-twins-will-do-while-mom-is-busy.html' title='The things twins will do while mom is busy'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bUu_4M-DFZ8/TdTL1mBrVaI/AAAAAAAAA-0/elTgeUbGi5U/s72-c/IMG_3950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-4417350280416520668</id><published>2011-05-16T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T13:29:22.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are.......</title><content type='html'>We are..... Moving. The house we live in has sold. We are still waiting to see what happens with our offer on our house to buy so in the mean time we will be moving into a duplex. We are excited for the new adventure in our lives and we are ready for it. We have been waiting for this day for too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-4417350280416520668?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/4417350280416520668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=4417350280416520668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4417350280416520668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4417350280416520668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/05/we-are.html' title='We are.......'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-5983205643094632886</id><published>2011-04-07T10:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T10:46:45.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is he talking to me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DUiPo8MPHTc/TZ335NpE3II/AAAAAAAAA-U/d33tz9zyU3s/s1600/rel_lds_reliefsociety_09307e2%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592898874550574210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DUiPo8MPHTc/TZ335NpE3II/AAAAAAAAA-U/d33tz9zyU3s/s320/rel_lds_reliefsociety_09307e2%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This last week was General Conference, it was a good one. I felt the spirit so much which is hard with kids. When we sat down on Saturday to watch conference. Ashley asked me. "Is he talking to me"? I then told her yes he is talking to you. Sure glad that my 2 year gets it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-5983205643094632886?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/5983205643094632886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=5983205643094632886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5983205643094632886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5983205643094632886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/04/is-he-talking-to-me.html' title='Is he talking to me?'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DUiPo8MPHTc/TZ335NpE3II/AAAAAAAAA-U/d33tz9zyU3s/s72-c/rel_lds_reliefsociety_09307e2%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-4698112724325116710</id><published>2011-04-05T21:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T21:53:48.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lhqLN5eqypo/TZvvx2H7OfI/AAAAAAAAA-M/lOj0pMhu4M4/s1600/0511-0809-0703-5956_Black_and_White_Cartoon_of_a_Girl_With_Huge_Glasses_clipart_image%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592327001931987442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lhqLN5eqypo/TZvvx2H7OfI/AAAAAAAAA-M/lOj0pMhu4M4/s320/0511-0809-0703-5956_Black_and_White_Cartoon_of_a_Girl_With_Huge_Glasses_clipart_image%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went to the eye doctor today and spent way to much on glasses. I even have pretty good insurance and still managed to spend to much. It is so frustrating to me cause I use to have 20/20 vision. Then I gave birth to Hailey and no longer can see without glasses. My eyes got a little worse with the twins. I hate glasses, They brake so easy and I always fall asleep with them on and I can never figure out why things are so foggy all the time. Oh its because they are dirty, with 4 kids touching them all the time they are never clean. I have quite the funny story about glasses. When I was in 7th grade I thought people who wore glasses were so cute and I wanted to wear glasses. I had an older sister who wore glasses. I thought I was so sneaky. I would take her glasses to school and wear them well since I had such great eye sight it was hard to see the board with them on. One night at parent teacher conference my math teacher told my mom she was concerned with my eye sight she told my mom that I kept taking my glasses off to see the board. My mom looked at the teacher very oddly and said Susan does not wear glasses. The teacher informed her that I wore glasses to class almost everyday. My mom then came home and talked to me about it. I got in trouble for taking my sisters glasses and lying. It is now a funny story cause now I have glasses and hate them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-4698112724325116710?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/4698112724325116710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=4698112724325116710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4698112724325116710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4698112724325116710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/04/glasses.html' title='Glasses'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lhqLN5eqypo/TZvvx2H7OfI/AAAAAAAAA-M/lOj0pMhu4M4/s72-c/0511-0809-0703-5956_Black_and_White_Cartoon_of_a_Girl_With_Huge_Glasses_clipart_image%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-5841756443151317756</id><published>2011-03-30T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T00:02:33.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>I have not forgotten about my blog. I just have not been blogging lately. I thought I would catch all of you up on what has happened the last two months with our family. I want to blog more cause my blog is more for me than anything. However I know some people enjoy my blog as well. I promise I will do better and be back more. Enjoy the new post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-5841756443151317756?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/5841756443151317756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=5841756443151317756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5841756443151317756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5841756443151317756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/03/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-3293430017836849660</id><published>2011-03-29T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T00:00:05.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Houses Houses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-spsVrbnKkyY/TZLUNnai2hI/AAAAAAAAA-E/dyUeUtDKl_g/s1600/small-house-in-the-village-coloring-page%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589763417903913490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-spsVrbnKkyY/TZLUNnai2hI/AAAAAAAAA-E/dyUeUtDKl_g/s320/small-house-in-the-village-coloring-page%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking to buy a house is the most stressful thing I have ever done, and I am a mom to four small children, and I gave birth to twins. That is all a piece of cake when it comes to buying a house. I have thought for many years that Dave and I would never be able to buy a house. The time came and Dave and I were so excited to be able to buy a house. We started looking and it seemed nothing was good enough for us. Then one day we found two houses that we fell in love with we put an offer on both of them. Showed them to our friends and then the first house was bought and paid with cash. No biggie we had the other house. We found out that there were 3 other offers and we thought oh well. Then we found out that we outbid everyone by 500 dollars. Yea we waited for the bank to except our offer and they said no we want more money. We looked at our budget and decided it was too steep. Then our realtor said counter offer what could it hurt. We countered, the bank excepted our offer. We knew there were a few issues with the house. We decided to have an inspector come and check out the house. That was the best $300 I ever spent there were so many problems with the home. We backed out as quick as we could. Back to looking at houses. I had one rule I did not want to move to Saratogo Springs. We could not find a house we liked. So then I gave into Saratoga Springs and decided lets build a house. We met with a builder and fell in love with a home and a plot. We went home prayed about it felt good about it and went through with the plans. After the first week Dave and I felt horrible about it. We then talked with the builder about it again and he gave us some more options. We left feeling like this is not the right time for us to build a home. So where do we go know. We feel like renting for a little while. While we sort things out. How can you go from we are buying a house, have a house, build a house, to renting. Dave I feel a little lost. We know all of this happened for a reason. What reason we are just not sure yet. We will keep you posted on what we decide to do. For now we have put things on hold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-3293430017836849660?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/3293430017836849660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=3293430017836849660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3293430017836849660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3293430017836849660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/03/houses-houses.html' title='Houses Houses'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-spsVrbnKkyY/TZLUNnai2hI/AAAAAAAAA-E/dyUeUtDKl_g/s72-c/small-house-in-the-village-coloring-page%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-2881517796421459163</id><published>2011-03-29T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T23:43:00.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twins Birthday</title><content type='html'>The twins turned 1 at the end of February and we had a little birthday party for them with family and close friends. It was fun to watch them react more to us being so excited for them. I went all out for there birthday I had little cakes made for them. Olivia's cake almost did not make it between my finger poking it and getting smashed. My friend Liz helped me fix it and no one even knew anything happened to it. Here are some fun pictures from the party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G40-SiK5VoE/TZLO_Ys6D5I/AAAAAAAAA98/xaXn3RtStMo/s1600/IMG_3849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589757675878092690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G40-SiK5VoE/TZLO_Ys6D5I/AAAAAAAAA98/xaXn3RtStMo/s320/IMG_3849.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cason's cake &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L7Epo_Mkm7U/TZLO4zR0ulI/AAAAAAAAA90/7y3gOqY1tGc/s1600/IMG_3852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589757562753170002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L7Epo_Mkm7U/TZLO4zR0ulI/AAAAAAAAA90/7y3gOqY1tGc/s320/IMG_3852.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olivia's cake &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--S7ANXPzPUc/TZLOzqBbexI/AAAAAAAAA9s/fCzHzMAckcs/s1600/IMG_3855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589757474369141522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--S7ANXPzPUc/TZLOzqBbexI/AAAAAAAAA9s/fCzHzMAckcs/s320/IMG_3855.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Birthday girl ( She started walking on her birthday) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dfCgcg6G5FM/TZLOtuZou9I/AAAAAAAAA9k/KjqJIsZdBiA/s1600/IMG_3857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589757372465200082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dfCgcg6G5FM/TZLOtuZou9I/AAAAAAAAA9k/KjqJIsZdBiA/s320/IMG_3857.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Birthday boy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6mMjq6-ANs8/TZLOlX_B2hI/AAAAAAAAA9c/rMPkVvJ5y9A/s1600/IMG_3896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589757229009066514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6mMjq6-ANs8/TZLOlX_B2hI/AAAAAAAAA9c/rMPkVvJ5y9A/s320/IMG_3896.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olivia with her cake, not to sure what to do with it or what it was &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ulVB1A5zV9Y/TZLOcOGJgBI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Py1XwJBxEW4/s1600/IMG_3898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589757071735750674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ulVB1A5zV9Y/TZLOcOGJgBI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Py1XwJBxEW4/s320/IMG_3898.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cason with his cake, he thought we were crazy for putting this in front of him at first he wanted nothing to do with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aEO_PAK_toE/TZLOT9OBXeI/AAAAAAAAA9M/SiDY2CxMimw/s1600/IMG_3935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589756929766415842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aEO_PAK_toE/TZLOT9OBXeI/AAAAAAAAA9M/SiDY2CxMimw/s320/IMG_3935.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olivia when she was all done &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JkqmQXt-6Vk/TZLOLdR0VhI/AAAAAAAAA9E/-ZONG1klk30/s1600/IMG_3936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589756783753451026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JkqmQXt-6Vk/TZLOLdR0VhI/AAAAAAAAA9E/-ZONG1klk30/s320/IMG_3936.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cason when he was all done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-2881517796421459163?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/2881517796421459163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=2881517796421459163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2881517796421459163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2881517796421459163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/03/twins-birthday.html' title='Twins Birthday'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G40-SiK5VoE/TZLO_Ys6D5I/AAAAAAAAA98/xaXn3RtStMo/s72-c/IMG_3849.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-2989049294177701906</id><published>2011-03-29T23:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T23:28:50.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Safety Fair</title><content type='html'>At the end of February we went the a safety fair up in Sandy. It was lots of fun. Hailey learned lots as well. She even remember some of the things she learned. They had lots of fun activities for the kids and free stuff (that was more fun for me, I love free stuff.) Hailey was dying to go so that she could meet Iron man. When the time came to meet him, she was so scared. Good thing we went with the Woolf's so her friends Phillip and Brittney would go with her. Here are some highlights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wc-aLf-V7kg/TZLMIg6oXgI/AAAAAAAAA88/97-zmiNBBk4/s1600/IMG_3836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589754534167076354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wc-aLf-V7kg/TZLMIg6oXgI/AAAAAAAAA88/97-zmiNBBk4/s320/IMG_3836.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey's face painting its a crown &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MGwFwhAxKXg/TZLMEd-zrnI/AAAAAAAAA80/Cc1P0bAeekU/s1600/IMG_3838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589754464659811954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MGwFwhAxKXg/TZLMEd-zrnI/AAAAAAAAA80/Cc1P0bAeekU/s320/IMG_3838.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley as a cat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vIVWMFlHW3U/TZLL8wo48vI/AAAAAAAAA8s/nvJ0sCbPIK4/s1600/IMG_3847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589754332229202674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vIVWMFlHW3U/TZLL8wo48vI/AAAAAAAAA8s/nvJ0sCbPIK4/s320/IMG_3847.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey with Iron Man &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EHphxUuYU0Y/TZLL3_cRQPI/AAAAAAAAA8k/8_l4EcH9opQ/s1600/IMG_3848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589754250303455474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EHphxUuYU0Y/TZLL3_cRQPI/AAAAAAAAA8k/8_l4EcH9opQ/s320/IMG_3848.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey &amp;amp; Brittney Woolf with Cinderella and Bell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-2989049294177701906?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/2989049294177701906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=2989049294177701906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2989049294177701906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2989049294177701906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/03/safety-fair.html' title='Safety Fair'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wc-aLf-V7kg/TZLMIg6oXgI/AAAAAAAAA88/97-zmiNBBk4/s72-c/IMG_3836.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-2099783506207690885</id><published>2011-02-26T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T02:52:29.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Twins are 1 !!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One year ago today I gave birth to twins (well Dave and I like to say I surgically had twins removed from me.) Its hard to believe they are heading towards toddler years. Here are some highlights from there 1st year. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAZSle6hxKo/TWjNJ24vykI/AAAAAAAAA8c/4oGAnWEzHXQ/s1600/IMG_2615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577933707734403650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAZSle6hxKo/TWjNJ24vykI/AAAAAAAAA8c/4oGAnWEzHXQ/s320/IMG_2615.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cason &amp;amp; Olivia a few hours after they were born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nzuE0IhbvPA/TWjKdAJlXWI/AAAAAAAAA8U/lydU_hZrgnM/s1600/DSC_1163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577930738103573858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nzuE0IhbvPA/TWjKdAJlXWI/AAAAAAAAA8U/lydU_hZrgnM/s320/DSC_1163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my favorite pictures my niece took of them they are about 1 month old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tHYA-nEgmdo/TWjCi4LWPuI/AAAAAAAAA8M/ok7bLtvhyFY/s1600/IMG_2804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577922042949680866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tHYA-nEgmdo/TWjCi4LWPuI/AAAAAAAAA8M/ok7bLtvhyFY/s320/IMG_2804.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dad holding the twins at about 2 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sOkniwObtDE/TWjBDwn-JCI/AAAAAAAAA8E/HvoyTfC-sUE/s1600/IMG_2899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577920408834679842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sOkniwObtDE/TWjBDwn-JCI/AAAAAAAAA8E/HvoyTfC-sUE/s320/IMG_2899.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; trying out the bumbos at about 3 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-drCEeEvEWFs/TWi-8jCWcgI/AAAAAAAAA78/3zXPHMqpoOw/s1600/41196_421277383436_502333436_4944147_6359748_n%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577918085904888322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-drCEeEvEWFs/TWi-8jCWcgI/AAAAAAAAA78/3zXPHMqpoOw/s320/41196_421277383436_502333436_4944147_6359748_n%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olivia 5 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rstiYkTSodo/TWi9SKFVGII/AAAAAAAAA70/R_4-XMjT3og/s1600/DSC_1928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577916258140362882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rstiYkTSodo/TWi9SKFVGII/AAAAAAAAA70/R_4-XMjT3og/s320/DSC_1928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cason 5 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3-50dPv7tBU/TWi7l7YtpxI/AAAAAAAAA7s/HIQF2WNrnjg/s1600/IMG_3405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577914398769260306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3-50dPv7tBU/TWi7l7YtpxI/AAAAAAAAA7s/HIQF2WNrnjg/s320/IMG_3405.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 7 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jk9CAsTsjgk/TWi5guGp5ZI/AAAAAAAAA7k/SJsn2fo2hkQ/s1600/IMG_3811%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577912110281254290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jk9CAsTsjgk/TWi5guGp5ZI/AAAAAAAAA7k/SJsn2fo2hkQ/s320/IMG_3811%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olivia at 11 months old. Olivia is already starting to walk and she just broke her first tooth three days ago. The little girl is a happy one, however don't be fooled by her. If you make her mad she has a set of lungs and she will let you know it. She is just like mommy loves the TV. She wants to play with the big kids and she thinks she is just as big as them. Olivia loves everyone she will smile at anyone who will talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sfl_-r_4_qA/TWi2E2SI0lI/AAAAAAAAA7c/lY5R3teEC0k/s1600/IMG_3817%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577908332905681490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sfl_-r_4_qA/TWi2E2SI0lI/AAAAAAAAA7c/lY5R3teEC0k/s320/IMG_3817%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cason at 11 months old. He is a mommas boy, he does not like it when mommy gives him away. He adores his sisters. He is easy going, he lets Olivia beat him up all the time. When this little one cries he breaks your heart cause he gets the saddest little face. He loves the remote control and he thinks its his personal toy when he sees it he does not let anyone near it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its hard to believe that a year has come and gone. They are such good babies. I am so happy they are in our family. &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/3785095564717277814-2099783506207690885?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/2099783506207690885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=2099783506207690885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2099783506207690885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2099783506207690885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/02/twins-are-1.html' title='The Twins are 1 !!!!!!'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAZSle6hxKo/TWjNJ24vykI/AAAAAAAAA8c/4oGAnWEzHXQ/s72-c/IMG_2615.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-4486590859678312757</id><published>2011-02-14T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T00:09:03.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>I am not one who really cares for Valentine's day. I think it is a pointless holiday, however I wanted today to be fun for my kids. There is this tradition in my family ( I don't remember ever partaking of this tradition, I have just been told stories about it.) However I liked the idea. My mom use to make a cookie for each child in the family. So I thought why not. I took Ashley to the store with me and bought cookie mix and frosting. I was not about to make cookies from scratch with 4 children even if Dave was home. Then I rolled out the dough and let the girls cut the cookies. Then we all sat down and decorated them. Here are some pictures of our highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573823865310072690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5OvqY6ri_I0/TVozRixmz3I/AAAAAAAAA7U/EwSHTzT9CcY/s320/IMG_3827%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hailey and Ashley decorating there cookies. Yes Ashley is eating not decorating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573823742696225858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hv2dO5DrII0/TVozKaAL_EI/AAAAAAAAA7M/rb1n0Skn83U/s320/IMG_3828%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cason thought he would help with the decorating.  He found the food coloring and decided to eat it.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573823619785626466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KXftF-TTcT4/TVozDQIBE2I/AAAAAAAAA7E/CM0q48I0ELo/s320/IMG_3823.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Olivia just looked so cute I had to include this picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573823426154718418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pJEjLlYHF4o/TVoy3-yz5NI/AAAAAAAAA68/qF7a9YxLR44/s320/IMG_3829%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is my finished project of the kids special cookies for them.  I even put there names on the cookies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-4486590859678312757?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/4486590859678312757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=4486590859678312757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4486590859678312757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4486590859678312757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5OvqY6ri_I0/TVozRixmz3I/AAAAAAAAA7U/EwSHTzT9CcY/s72-c/IMG_3827%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-4746475196613595296</id><published>2011-01-08T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T12:45:41.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Tutu !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSjLx2k-gTI/AAAAAAAAA6w/HGW5ROXcCWA/s1600/IMG_3777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559917797313511730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSjLx2k-gTI/AAAAAAAAA6w/HGW5ROXcCWA/s320/IMG_3777.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love to shop at Kid to Kid.  I was there the other day and found this cute little  outfit for Olivia.  She looks so cute in this little Tutu.  I could not not buy this for her and the best part it was only $3.00.  I love a good find and even better when it is cute and looke's cute on my little one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-4746475196613595296?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/4746475196613595296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=4746475196613595296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4746475196613595296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4746475196613595296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/01/cute-tutu.html' title='Cute Tutu !!!'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSjLx2k-gTI/AAAAAAAAA6w/HGW5ROXcCWA/s72-c/IMG_3777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-8883322313445984135</id><published>2011-01-03T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T16:52:07.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas highlights</title><content type='html'>I know I am a late blogger, however we had so much fun this Christmas season that I could not share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI7anUwFII/AAAAAAAAA6o/BDcrnEvjBeU/s1600/IMG_3594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558070218547270786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI7anUwFII/AAAAAAAAA6o/BDcrnEvjBeU/s320/IMG_3594.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Because of the twins and Ashley I did not want to have a big tree that they could pull on so I used our little tree and this is how it turned out.  We call it our sad tree cause it looks pretty sad.  Hailey and Ashley had so much fun decorating the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI7J2c2K3I/AAAAAAAAA6g/Brv1v0J7BQ0/s1600/IMG_3696%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558069930549980018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI7J2c2K3I/AAAAAAAAA6g/Brv1v0J7BQ0/s320/IMG_3696%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Friday before Christmas my family had the opportunity to go on the polar express.  This is a picture of the train you ride and my nephew Justin, Nieces Bailey and Josie, and the twins.  This was quite the fun ride of course it is at someones house and they and there family own the whole block.  We were able to see Santa and after Santa we got back on the train and enjoyed pictures of our Savior.  It was awesome and it was awesome to go with my whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI6xk3ar7I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/eNNYD6CimPk/s1600/IMG_3683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558069513512726450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI6xk3ar7I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/eNNYD6CimPk/s320/IMG_3683.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey &amp;amp; Ashley at the North Pole talking with Santa. If you ask Hailey she will tell you she really went to the North Pole and talked to the real Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI6ezxa1sI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/a2o_ISboVqU/s1600/IMG_3685%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558069191096587970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI6ezxa1sI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/a2o_ISboVqU/s320/IMG_3685%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley and Santa.  She would not say one word to him.  He asked her what she wanted and she pointed to a train in the room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI6S_1f_tI/AAAAAAAAA6I/Y7UZRJ5nIy8/s1600/IMG_3686%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558068988176498386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI6S_1f_tI/AAAAAAAAA6I/Y7UZRJ5nIy8/s320/IMG_3686%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olivia and Cason with Santa.  This was there first Christmas and I have to say I love there Santa picture.  They loved the train or so I was told.  Because I went with all of my family my nieces and nephews took my kids with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI6F35PxOI/AAAAAAAAA6A/f-kHo0jFJ-8/s1600/IMG_3692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558068762706429154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI6F35PxOI/AAAAAAAAA6A/f-kHo0jFJ-8/s320/IMG_3692.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Santa and my dad I could not not post this it was too cute I am glad that my dad is a good sport for all of his kids.  Thanks to my dad working at the temple we were able to do this fun activity.  He works in the temple with the man who owns the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI525uUVeI/AAAAAAAAA54/6qeFXPFMcQY/s1600/IMG_3712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558068505499424226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI525uUVeI/AAAAAAAAA54/6qeFXPFMcQY/s320/IMG_3712.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey on Christmas eve.  She could not wait to open presents.  It was all she wanted to do.  She was so inpatient that she interrupted my dads story to ask if we could open presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI5xgMDsbI/AAAAAAAAA5w/aGDqhVdFX0A/s1600/IMG_3711%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558068412745494962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI5xgMDsbI/AAAAAAAAA5w/aGDqhVdFX0A/s320/IMG_3711%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaden and Ashley on Christmas eve.  They were eating cookies and playing in the closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI5cN6hffI/AAAAAAAAA5o/3HpQI9adxIU/s1600/IMG_3724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558068047062859250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI5cN6hffI/AAAAAAAAA5o/3HpQI9adxIU/s320/IMG_3724.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olivia on Christmas eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI5J1H6WDI/AAAAAAAAA5g/GRSxwWPnkO0/s1600/IMG_3723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558067731170482226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI5J1H6WDI/AAAAAAAAA5g/GRSxwWPnkO0/s320/IMG_3723.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cason on Christmas eve with cousin Justin. ( I think you twins are too young to have cell phones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI27uEEfgI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/Vy5L7kfsjtQ/s1600/IMG_3744%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558065289733897730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI27uEEfgI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/Vy5L7kfsjtQ/s320/IMG_3744%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the Pajamas from Grandpa Franson.  My sisters made these.  It was the first year I did not have to make any since My mom passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSIz9-Om6jI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/x3QAde9u6AU/s1600/IMG_3750%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558062029897919026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSIz9-Om6jI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/x3QAde9u6AU/s320/IMG_3750%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey on Christmas morning.  Dave had to work on Christmas so we woke Hailey and Ashley up at 4 AM. So he could see there reaction before he went to work.  They did not mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSIzxVb4GPI/AAAAAAAAA5I/mPTFz8aBF3Y/s1600/IMG_3753%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558061812789287154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSIzxVb4GPI/AAAAAAAAA5I/mPTFz8aBF3Y/s320/IMG_3753%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley on Christmas morning she was so excited for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSIzPVEENXI/AAAAAAAAA5A/QO5q3dxepIo/s1600/IMG_3761%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558061228573865330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSIzPVEENXI/AAAAAAAAA5A/QO5q3dxepIo/s320/IMG_3761%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley and her sucker that was bigger than her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSIwrWYngWI/AAAAAAAAA44/1OWw0BduYOc/s1600/IMG_3765%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558058411429953890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSIwrWYngWI/AAAAAAAAA44/1OWw0BduYOc/s320/IMG_3765%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The twins woke up at about 6:30 to open presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSIweO_zjwI/AAAAAAAAA4w/eQR7g-kyLPY/s1600/IMG_3770%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558058186108538626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSIweO_zjwI/AAAAAAAAA4w/eQR7g-kyLPY/s320/IMG_3770%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey crashed at about 9:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSIwT23pUdI/AAAAAAAAA4o/2r_3SaSxZ4E/s1600/IMG_3771%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558058007833170386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSIwT23pUdI/AAAAAAAAA4o/2r_3SaSxZ4E/s320/IMG_3771%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olivia playing with a new toy and loving it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas was wonderful and hard.  We had a great time with family and lots of gifts were brought.  However it was hard on me that Dave had to work I was all alone on Christmas.  However thanks to my good friend Liz whose husband also had to work.  We were able to serve a little on Christmas.  Her and the kids made cards and attached candy canes.  Then we took them to the old folks home who had no one that visited them and we gave the cards to them.  It was quite the season but I am glad that things are back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-8883322313445984135?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8883322313445984135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=8883322313445984135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8883322313445984135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8883322313445984135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-highlights.html' title='Christmas highlights'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TSI7anUwFII/AAAAAAAAA6o/BDcrnEvjBeU/s72-c/IMG_3594.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-8772419116290597670</id><published>2010-12-22T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T12:58:09.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hailey Highlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TRJl4BunJcI/AAAAAAAAA3s/WqT8g4EfOf8/s1600/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553613303712261570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TRJl4BunJcI/AAAAAAAAA3s/WqT8g4EfOf8/s320/scan0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hailey made a cute little ornament for our family for Christmas in preschool.  She was so excited for us to open it and put on the tree.  This was the picture that is inside the ornament and I thought it was just a cute picture of Hailey so I thought I would share it with you.  Have a Merry Christmas everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-8772419116290597670?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8772419116290597670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=8772419116290597670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8772419116290597670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8772419116290597670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/12/hailey-highlight.html' title='Hailey Highlight'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TRJl4BunJcI/AAAAAAAAA3s/WqT8g4EfOf8/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-718741007898148356</id><published>2010-12-20T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T10:07:47.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is the boy !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TQ-axfrfheI/AAAAAAAAA3k/QafumoiLo0I/s1600/IMG_3664%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552827040679298530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TQ-axfrfheI/AAAAAAAAA3k/QafumoiLo0I/s320/IMG_3664%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you tell which one is the boy and which one is the girl.  We were playing and I put bows on Olivia and Cason.  Cason sure got a kick out of it.  He was laughing and having fun with a bow on his head.  Of course you can still tell he is a boy and that Olivia is a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-718741007898148356?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/718741007898148356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=718741007898148356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/718741007898148356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/718741007898148356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/12/who-is-boy.html' title='Who is the boy !!!!'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TQ-axfrfheI/AAAAAAAAA3k/QafumoiLo0I/s72-c/IMG_3664%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-548413255917150146</id><published>2010-12-19T19:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T20:10:40.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hailey is 5</title><content type='html'>I am a little late at posting.  However on the 8th of December Hailey turned 5 she had quite the birthday.  She is getting so big and so smart.  She is in preschool and loves every minute of it.  She is learning and asking questions all the time.  She is very responsible when it comes to helping with the twins.  She still loves horses, however she is growing to love all animals.  She loves stuffed anything and plays with them all the time.  Here is Hailey's birthday highlights.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TQ7UdpdII_I/AAAAAAAAA3c/ydRyl55XIDo/s1600/IMG_3620%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552608996403717106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TQ7UdpdII_I/AAAAAAAAA3c/ydRyl55XIDo/s320/IMG_3620%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Saturday before her birthday she had a combined friends princess party with Brittney Woolf.  They dressed up as princesses, made tiaras and wands.  Played games, beat the tiara pinata and had cupcakes, ice cream, and opened presents.  I don't like to throw birthday party's it stress me out so our good Friend Liz threw one for Hailey and Brittney.  She is the one who made the cute cupcake tiara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TQ7UPfajMUI/AAAAAAAAA3U/_JS4i7cn78c/s1600/IMG_3640%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552608753190383938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TQ7UPfajMUI/AAAAAAAAA3U/_JS4i7cn78c/s320/IMG_3640%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Hailey's birthday we took her to build a bear so that she could pick out her own build a bear and then her Grandpa and Grandma took us all out to dinner and then we came back opened presents and had cake and ice cream.  Hailey was very spoiled on her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TQ7UB0QQesI/AAAAAAAAA3M/xSxfNUeMghk/s1600/IMG_3635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552608518266190530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TQ7UB0QQesI/AAAAAAAAA3M/xSxfNUeMghk/s320/IMG_3635.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Rudolph and Hailey.  She had no problem deciding on what animal to pick at build a bear and Rudolph goes everywhere he is able to go with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-548413255917150146?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/548413255917150146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=548413255917150146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/548413255917150146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/548413255917150146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/12/hailey-is-5.html' title='Hailey is 5'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TQ7UdpdII_I/AAAAAAAAA3c/ydRyl55XIDo/s72-c/IMG_3620%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-5525347193186398692</id><published>2010-12-09T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T23:01:11.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Provo, UT Girls - BYU Divine Comedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/84u5k4bboU4?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends just posted this on facebook and I thought it was too funny to not share.  Enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-5525347193186398692?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/5525347193186398692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=5525347193186398692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5525347193186398692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5525347193186398692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/12/provo-ut-girls-byu-divine-comedy.html' title='Provo, UT Girls - BYU Divine Comedy'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/84u5k4bboU4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-8781666002409410537</id><published>2010-12-06T22:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T22:51:01.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Hailey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TP3Ypl0AToI/AAAAAAAAA3E/Z1fw2klHZfw/s1600/Book3%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547828525026791042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TP3Ypl0AToI/AAAAAAAAA3E/Z1fw2klHZfw/s320/Book3%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple of nights ago Hailey and Ashley were in bed.  I went to check on them and they were reading books.  Hailey was reading and she turned the page and quickly covered her eyes.  I asked her why she was covering her eyes.  She then told me I don't like this part.  I laughed at her and said then why don't you turn the page.  She then laughed and turned the page.  She is such a funny girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-8781666002409410537?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8781666002409410537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=8781666002409410537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8781666002409410537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8781666002409410537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/12/funny-hailey.html' title='Funny Hailey'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TP3Ypl0AToI/AAAAAAAAA3E/Z1fw2klHZfw/s72-c/Book3%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-1082393080587454337</id><published>2010-12-03T16:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T16:34:59.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty Pajamas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TPmLidUSalI/AAAAAAAAA28/PWgzawtZQrU/s1600/IMG_3582%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546617840185010770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TPmLidUSalI/AAAAAAAAA28/PWgzawtZQrU/s320/IMG_3582%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey has a primary Christmas activity on Saturday where she has to where pajamas.  I was a little embarrassed for the Pajamas she owns so I told her we would go to the store to buy her some new ones.  She picked these cute kitty  pajamas.  Olivia too was in need of Pajamas so Hailey picked out the kitty pajamas for her.  When we got home Ashley said my kitty pajamas.  Good thing I found some for her.  Here are my cute girls in there Kitty Pajamas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-1082393080587454337?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/1082393080587454337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=1082393080587454337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/1082393080587454337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/1082393080587454337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/12/kitty-pajamas.html' title='Kitty Pajamas'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TPmLidUSalI/AAAAAAAAA28/PWgzawtZQrU/s72-c/IMG_3582%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-3787239366792802607</id><published>2010-12-02T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T23:29:59.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Twins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TPibDmdHEWI/AAAAAAAAA20/NcKWF-LpGw4/s1600/IMG_3416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546353427271324002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TPibDmdHEWI/AAAAAAAAA20/NcKWF-LpGw4/s320/IMG_3416.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The day after Thanksgiving Dave's family was together.  (For all of you who may not know this both of Dave's sister have a set of twins.)  They were talking about how one of the twins was not a happy baby and the other one was a happy baby. One of the twins came up to me and asked me which twin is the happy twin.  I looked at her very confused.  They are both happy twins.  I think I was spoiled with these two babies.  They are both happy babies they play well by themselves and well with each other they even play well with Hailey and Ashley.  I am not saying they don't have grumpy moments cause trust me they do.  They are a little attached to mommy.  Cason more than Olivia.  However she has her moments.  They have been so much fun they are standing up to the furniture and walking along the furniture and I would not have it any other way.  All I have to say is thank you for Happy babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-3787239366792802607?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/3787239366792802607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=3787239366792802607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3787239366792802607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3787239366792802607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-twins.html' title='Happy Twins'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TPibDmdHEWI/AAAAAAAAA20/NcKWF-LpGw4/s72-c/IMG_3416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-4981244737860991342</id><published>2010-11-11T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T22:16:03.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaves</title><content type='html'>Hailey and the Woolf's raked all the leaves up and decided that they wanted to jump in the leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TNza8Pd4nDI/AAAAAAAAA2s/f2b1oFY6Lr8/s1600/SD530151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538542370237750322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TNza8Pd4nDI/AAAAAAAAA2s/f2b1oFY6Lr8/s320/SD530151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brittney, Hailey, &amp;amp; Phillip after all the leaves were raked up&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538542271992974370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TNza2hegTCI/AAAAAAAAA2k/6tX0RnjndYA/s320/SD530153.JPG" /&gt;Ready set jump Oh it looks so fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538542185205138610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TNzaxeKrBLI/AAAAAAAAA2c/E-7tP5K6SyM/s320/232323232%257Ffp63396_nu%253D7543_2%253B2_257_WSNRCG%253D3339%253B_%253B73%253B348nu0mrj%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;Cason even thought he would try out the leaves and he loved them.  Doesn't this little boy melt your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-4981244737860991342?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/4981244737860991342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=4981244737860991342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4981244737860991342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4981244737860991342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/11/leaves.html' title='Leaves'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TNza8Pd4nDI/AAAAAAAAA2s/f2b1oFY6Lr8/s72-c/SD530151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-7513041233008823533</id><published>2010-11-06T01:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:04:07.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Even though Halloween was a week ago I needed to put pictures up of my kids cause they were too cute to not share.  We also had quite the night on Halloween.  We were so excited to see the sun Halloween day.  When it was time to go to our ward trunk or treat here came the down poor.  Our kids were brave we put ponchos on them and they went around to the trunks and and got there treats.  They then moved it inside.  Later after the rain stopped we went to the Woolf's ward and finished trick or treating.  It was great fun.  Here are my cute kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537068574972656722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TNeeiEQ5PFI/AAAAAAAAA2M/i0Irc0Zm00U/s320/IMG_3502%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hailey wanted so bad to carve pumpkins so we did here is the end result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537068268704236770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TNeeQPU0BOI/AAAAAAAAA2E/tlD8NHbm45I/s320/IMG_3515.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My little fairy Hailey Ann&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537068181389188946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TNeeLKDSH1I/AAAAAAAAA18/1iItlxnnVmg/s320/IMG_3531.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My bunny rabbit Ashley  ( my mom made this Bunny suit.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537068020403784658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TNeeByVXy9I/AAAAAAAAA10/BRyLDDikNHY/s320/IMG_3526%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brave Trick or Treaters.  Hailey, Brittney, Ashley, &amp;amp; Phillip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537067748977758946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TNedx_MXUuI/AAAAAAAAA1s/zsF3WHQyNno/s320/IMG_3546%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My little bear Olivia , Cutest Lion Cason &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537067503215206514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TNedjrqAYHI/AAAAAAAAA1k/TgKabMGpO8g/s320/IMG_3552%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lions And Tigers and Bears (Cason, Abby,Olivia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537067082454141122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TNedLMMwCMI/AAAAAAAAA1c/F5z5-mENjQM/s320/SD530143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz and I had a theme with our babies Lions and Tigers and Bears oh my.  Of course its hard to tell but Liz is Oh and I am My.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-7513041233008823533?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/7513041233008823533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=7513041233008823533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7513041233008823533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7513041233008823533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TNeeiEQ5PFI/AAAAAAAAA2M/i0Irc0Zm00U/s72-c/IMG_3502%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-4491265550441208489</id><published>2010-11-05T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T11:07:47.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowman</title><content type='html'>Last week it snowed and my girls wanted so badly to build a snowman. They were so cute I could not blog about it.  I bundle them all up so they would not get cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536127452927774354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TNRGljcMTpI/AAAAAAAAA1U/2TEsRDaR3rI/s320/IMG_3483%5B1%5D" /&gt;Here is Ashley and Hailey all ready to go out to play in the snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536127338324412290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TNRGe4gnx4I/AAAAAAAAA1M/R_Vp7538EGI/s320/IMG_3489%5B1%5D" /&gt; Hailey starting the snowman.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536127211434157442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TNRGXfzoJYI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Mp6NimFFcOE/s320/IMG_3490%5B2%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ashley wanted to eat the snow more than she wanted to help make the snowman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536126955698439458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TNRGInHexSI/AAAAAAAAA08/BGDHW4Zy1_I/s320/IMG_3496%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley, finished snowman, &amp;amp; Hailey cant wait for more snow.(I can but they sure cant)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-4491265550441208489?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/4491265550441208489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=4491265550441208489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4491265550441208489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4491265550441208489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/11/snowman.html' title='Snowman'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TNRGljcMTpI/AAAAAAAAA1U/2TEsRDaR3rI/s72-c/IMG_3483%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-5061917561767099954</id><published>2010-09-30T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T20:18:39.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caterpillar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TKVRsIBGMdI/AAAAAAAAA00/ztxdRr6jDqs/s1600/IMG_3369%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522910336547959250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TKVRsIBGMdI/AAAAAAAAA00/ztxdRr6jDqs/s320/IMG_3369%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other day we went up the canyon to see the pretty leaves.  We stopped at walked around and Dave and the girls found a caterpillar.  It was the highlight of our trip.  Hailey even named the caterpillar Bolt.  They had so much fun. We left the little guy there in hopes he would become a beautiful butterfly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-5061917561767099954?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/5061917561767099954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=5061917561767099954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5061917561767099954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5061917561767099954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/09/caterpillar.html' title='Caterpillar'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TKVRsIBGMdI/AAAAAAAAA00/ztxdRr6jDqs/s72-c/IMG_3369%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-7777775636100136678</id><published>2010-09-26T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T22:37:48.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Ashley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TKAtGzWtzKI/AAAAAAAAA0s/VhGX42OxNAM/s1600/IMG_3321%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521462738044177570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TKAtGzWtzKI/AAAAAAAAA0s/VhGX42OxNAM/s320/IMG_3321%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other day I was doing the laundry and I came back to put the wash into the dryer and this is what I found.  Ashley was playing in the dryer.  She is such a busy girl and loves to try new things. (Yes she is wearing pants they are shorts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-7777775636100136678?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/7777775636100136678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=7777775636100136678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7777775636100136678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7777775636100136678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-ashley.html' title='Oh Ashley'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TKAtGzWtzKI/AAAAAAAAA0s/VhGX42OxNAM/s72-c/IMG_3321%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-7191683274800038136</id><published>2010-09-22T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T22:11:16.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TJrglCS752I/AAAAAAAAA0k/n4nPyOVz1q0/s1600/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519971220172040034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TJrglCS752I/AAAAAAAAA0k/n4nPyOVz1q0/s320/scan0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey started preschool this year.  She has some amazing teachers.  Hailey comes home every Tuesday and Thursday and is so excited to tell us what she learned.  She cam this last Tuesday and this is what she brought home.  I could not not share this.  She told us all about how she could share her swing with her friend.  When I picked her up on Tuesday her teacher told me that she has made a friend at the preschool.  They sit together and play together.  I asked her about her friend and she told me she loves to play with him at preschool.  My little Hailey is growing up way to fast.  I am so proud of her and lover her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-7191683274800038136?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/7191683274800038136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=7191683274800038136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7191683274800038136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7191683274800038136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/09/preschool.html' title='Preschool'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TJrglCS752I/AAAAAAAAA0k/n4nPyOVz1q0/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-5932276256573488450</id><published>2010-09-14T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T21:32:13.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scare of my life!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we decided to have family home evening with Dave's cousin's Lynae, Dave, &amp;amp; Monte.  We had Pizza and went for a picnic.  We were all playing and having a great time.  When the kids and Dads got done playing Frisbee they all came over and then we saw my sister Lisa and her new baby walking by.  Cant pass up a moment to see the new baby.  We all ran over to see Lisa and the baby.  We were not watching Ashley.  When we were done we all sat down and the next thing I thought was where is Ashley.  Ashley loves to wander but never goes far enough away from us to worry.  However we could not find her.  The next thing I know here comes my sister with Ashley.  Ashley wondered off all the way to the street and some wonderful couple found her and was looking for her parents.  When my sister saw that Ashley was with them.  They asked Lisa if she knew who her parents were and luckily Lisa did.  I am glad we were able to find her however she will be on a tighter watch/leash next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-5932276256573488450?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/5932276256573488450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=5932276256573488450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5932276256573488450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5932276256573488450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/09/scare-of-my-life.html' title='Scare of my life!!!'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-4695841512746054632</id><published>2010-09-11T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T14:29:10.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah State Fair</title><content type='html'>This year I give the State Fair two thumbs down. My parents always took us to the state fair and I loved it when I was a little girl up till I was married. We were not able to go last year due to Dave being unemployed. I was so excited to go this year. My two niece's Josie &amp;amp; Bailey came with us. After paying $6 to park and $4 to get in cause we went on the first night I was ready for a fun time with my girls. When we got there. We started with the animals the kids and I loved that part. We then went to the commercial booths. Now I should say that when I was growing up you would go around and check the booths out and collect the free stuff and admire the stuff that was too expensive to buy. I never did the carnival stuff or the rides growing up. The commercial booths were all booths that you had to buy stuff. Hailey was not as interested in that. The pony rides were $4 I know lots of people will say I am too cheap. However I grew up with horses and it is not worth $4 for a pony ride. My kids did get to do the big yellow slide. Other than that it was not up to my expectations. I guess this is one family tradition that will end with me. I don't think we will be returning in the next years to come. However now that I have bored you with my long story here are some cute pictures of the kids at the fair.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515767674098517746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TIvxec45hvI/AAAAAAAAA0c/4-1YZ379vYU/s320/IMG_3308%5B1%5D" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hailey petting the goats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515767346386755058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TIvxLYEU3fI/AAAAAAAAA0U/KwBDZhxmY1M/s320/IMG_3310%5B1%5D" /&gt; Ashley would not pet any of the animals.  Yes the goat is eating my stroller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515767031341210898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TIvw5CbnXRI/AAAAAAAAA0M/6-yeWx6jUgY/s320/IMG_3311%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bailey &amp;amp; Hailey with the dairy cow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515766758713856962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TIvwpK0ME8I/AAAAAAAAA0E/XBlRLw78OoA/s320/IMG_3315%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ashley, Bailey, &amp;amp; Hailey.  What cute carrots.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515766423812170130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TIvwVrNZ4ZI/AAAAAAAAAz8/4jZF-HKAuOY/s320/IMG_3318.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hailey with her balloon wings.  She loved these so much.  However they popped before we even got home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-4695841512746054632?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/4695841512746054632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=4695841512746054632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4695841512746054632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4695841512746054632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/09/utah-state-fair.html' title='Utah State Fair'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TIvxec45hvI/AAAAAAAAA0c/4-1YZ379vYU/s72-c/IMG_3308%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-3806299236442760598</id><published>2010-09-09T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T22:21:22.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twins oh Twins</title><content type='html'>Having twins is so much fun.  I love to dress them alike.  Well alike as much as you can with a boy and a girl.  I will do this till they wont let me.  It is fun to watch them do different things, and yes I love the attention I get when I take them shopping with me.  (Usually with someone else with me.)  I love how much they love to play with each other.  I love seeing there smiling faces.  There is lots of hard work with twins as well.  Lots of diaper changing.  More dirty bottles to wash and when they are both crying I feel bad cause sometimes I cant comfort both of them.  I think the fun things out weigh the hard things and I would not change the fact that I have twins.  I may not have been ready for it.  However I love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TIm-dYvMODI/AAAAAAAAAz0/PMbbyVOPd_I/s1600/IMG_3304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515148630757750834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TIm-dYvMODI/AAAAAAAAAz0/PMbbyVOPd_I/s320/IMG_3304.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dave, Olivia, &amp;amp; Cason at a friends birthday party.   Here they are matching in there overalls with pink and blue shirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TIm-TgbYG_I/AAAAAAAAAzs/NqsIjGTm0PY/s1600/IMG_3307%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515148461023435762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TIm-TgbYG_I/AAAAAAAAAzs/NqsIjGTm0PY/s320/IMG_3307%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Cason.  This is how I found him one day in the corner under our mantel.  He did not care that he was in the corner he had his toys and was as happy as could be.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-3806299236442760598?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/3806299236442760598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=3806299236442760598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3806299236442760598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3806299236442760598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/09/twins-oh-twins.html' title='Twins oh Twins'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TIm-dYvMODI/AAAAAAAAAz0/PMbbyVOPd_I/s72-c/IMG_3304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-5159631551141724468</id><published>2010-09-02T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T21:15:00.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The things I want !!!!</title><content type='html'>I have been down the last few days and I thought I would just put it out there that I want a few things in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want a home....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512534338680871666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TIB0xj03WvI/AAAAAAAAAzc/LCmfbFMmn6c/s320/modular-homes%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;I want to be able to let my kids go outside and play in the back yard and not have to worry about them escaping to the busy road or finding a nail that is 20 years old. I want to be able to say I want to paint this room blue, pink, purple, whatever color is on my mind that day, and not have to worry about it cause it's my walls that I would be painting. I want to be able to pick out new furniture for my house and enjoy having people come to my house and not be embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want clean children.....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512534079512637970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TIB0ieWV8hI/AAAAAAAAAzU/SDO_Q6srhFQ/s320/H,A,O,C+6-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be able to wake up in the morning and have my children's hair done, dressed, and have clean faces. I don't want to come out of my room from getting dressed and find that my two year old has found something chocolate and is now wearing it on her shirt. I only can un stain so many things before she will not have any clothes left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be healthy.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be able to run a marathon and be able to walk into any store and try something on and actually see if I like it or hate it, and not buy it cause it will fit. I want to go to the gym and be the one that is happy and kind to everyone else and not care that people are looking at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be closer to the lord.....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512533160453741106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TIBzs-loGjI/AAAAAAAAAzM/X3Uh7CxnMtI/s320/jesus%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be one of those people who are not afraid to bare there testimony. I want to be able to let people know that the gospel is true and wonderful and will bless your life. I want to be able to say I made it to the temple today, this week, this month. I want to teach my children of prayer more than I do. I want to read the scriptures more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be supportive of my husband...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512532695913587170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TIBzR8Cn4eI/AAAAAAAAAzE/PxSJ582fo3Q/s320/David+Jacobs+032.jpg" /&gt;I want to be able to have Dave come home from work and ask him how is day was and not say here take a baby. I want to be able to say go and play your guitar and sing I support you in that dream. I want to be able to say yes I would love to go hiking with you (back to the health thing again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not asking for much. I guess I better get to work so that I can have all these things. Cause they are all things that I can have I just need to work harder at all of them.&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/3785095564717277814-5159631551141724468?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/5159631551141724468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=5159631551141724468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5159631551141724468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5159631551141724468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/09/things-i-want.html' title='The things I want !!!!'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TIB0xj03WvI/AAAAAAAAAzc/LCmfbFMmn6c/s72-c/modular-homes%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-641311749137597140</id><published>2010-08-28T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T12:01:04.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mobile twins</title><content type='html'>Today I noticed that Olivia was scooting across the floor.  She pushes herself with her leg and gets to what she wants.  Cason has been rolling all over the floor for a few days.  He is still not scooting yet.  I am excited for the twins to get mobile, however it means more work for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-641311749137597140?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/641311749137597140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=641311749137597140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/641311749137597140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/641311749137597140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/08/mobile-twins.html' title='Mobile twins'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-8172028396331372284</id><published>2010-08-24T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T09:33:43.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a niece who is amazing ( ok I have lots that are amazing.)  My niece Kylee is amazing at taking pictures.  This is a hobby for her, she does it for fun.  I asked her if she would not mind taking my kids pictures and so we went to Salem pond and took these pictures.  These are a few of my favorite ones of the ones I have seen.  There is more and I cant wait to see all of them.  Ashley was a stinker and would not smile for her or do anything she asked.  Hailey did anything Kylee asked and for the twins they did take a little more to get them to smile.  Thanks again Kylee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/THPzI4Fy9qI/AAAAAAAAAy0/V7JHhR4aDso/s1600/46013_421277768436_502333436_4944161_1729768_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509014103025448610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/THPzI4Fy9qI/AAAAAAAAAy0/V7JHhR4aDso/s320/46013_421277768436_502333436_4944161_1729768_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/THPzDmfes3I/AAAAAAAAAys/2iqsEeA8cu8/s1600/46013_421277758436_502333436_4944159_4305642_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509014012401988466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/THPzDmfes3I/AAAAAAAAAys/2iqsEeA8cu8/s320/46013_421277758436_502333436_4944159_4305642_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/THPy-dI5cRI/AAAAAAAAAyk/1CFy2a_2vGc/s1600/41334_421277418436_502333436_4944149_5082812_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509013923992006930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/THPy-dI5cRI/AAAAAAAAAyk/1CFy2a_2vGc/s320/41334_421277418436_502333436_4944149_5082812_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/THPy46aTZkI/AAAAAAAAAyc/gPhENtikoUI/s1600/46013_421277773436_502333436_4944162_7011016_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509013828770424386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/THPy46aTZkI/AAAAAAAAAyc/gPhENtikoUI/s320/46013_421277773436_502333436_4944162_7011016_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/THPyxePdLtI/AAAAAAAAAyU/cQlYLS-oh5o/s1600/41196_421277378436_502333436_4944146_2205620_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509013700949651154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/THPyxePdLtI/AAAAAAAAAyU/cQlYLS-oh5o/s320/41196_421277378436_502333436_4944146_2205620_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/THPyqg1ml1I/AAAAAAAAAyM/7dlwMRtVbSU/s1600/41196_421277383436_502333436_4944147_6359748_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509013581387437906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/THPyqg1ml1I/AAAAAAAAAyM/7dlwMRtVbSU/s320/41196_421277383436_502333436_4944147_6359748_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/THPyk18hrSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/eIcDh3H5rFA/s1600/45168_421277328436_502333436_4944144_2671263_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509013483974405410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/THPyk18hrSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/eIcDh3H5rFA/s320/45168_421277328436_502333436_4944144_2671263_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-8172028396331372284?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8172028396331372284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=8172028396331372284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8172028396331372284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8172028396331372284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-niece-who-is-amazing-ok-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/THPzI4Fy9qI/AAAAAAAAAy0/V7JHhR4aDso/s72-c/46013_421277768436_502333436_4944161_1729768_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-6469314530506838401</id><published>2010-08-20T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T21:04:34.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim Lessons</title><content type='html'>This year Hailey and Ashley did there swim lessons at the Pleasant Grove pool. It was cheaper. Hailey had swim lessons with her best friends Phillip &amp;amp; Brittney Woolf. Ashley and I did the Parent child class. Hailey loved swim lessons everyday she would ask. " Do we have swim lessons today." Ashley loved swim lessons up till mom put her under water, than she did not like it to much. Here are some pictures of Hailey at her class. Sorry no pictures of Ashley due to me being in the swim class.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507708528673676450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TG9Pucn73KI/AAAAAAAAAwk/DW-HePqwqL0/s320/Hailey+floating+on+back+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hailey floating on her back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507708402214427858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TG9PnFhs3NI/AAAAAAAAAwc/QNwVOzRAQKw/s320/Hailey+silly+on+edge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hailey being silly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507708264352744898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TG9PfD86hcI/AAAAAAAAAwU/epzxubYQGOY/s320/Hailey+Diving.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hailey getting ready to dive into the water.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-6469314530506838401?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/6469314530506838401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=6469314530506838401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/6469314530506838401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/6469314530506838401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/08/swim-lessons.html' title='Swim Lessons'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TG9Pucn73KI/AAAAAAAAAwk/DW-HePqwqL0/s72-c/Hailey+floating+on+back+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-3372633009256083922</id><published>2010-08-05T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T20:00:28.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridal veil falls</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago we went for a bar-b-gue with the Woolf's up at the falls and we decided to walk and see the falls. The kids had so much fun playing in the water. They were all wet and tired at the end of this fun trip. It was well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502125131956592034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TFt5p_AFnaI/AAAAAAAAAwE/AWcCthDeEy4/s320/IMG_3243%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hailey &amp;amp; Ashley  sitting by the river&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502124797525725554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TFt5WhJjkXI/AAAAAAAAAv8/tS1f0otzU9A/s320/IMG_3242%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ashley, Hailey, Brittney, &amp;amp; Phillip Woolf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Best Friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502124402484472754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TFt4_hgYa7I/AAAAAAAAAv0/619D3qrM-BQ/s320/IMG_3224%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ashley playing in the pond at the bottom of the falls.  It was cold, she did not care.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502123897703581458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TFt4iJDPRxI/AAAAAAAAAvs/G9NtsLOWA8s/s320/IMG_3226%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hailey playing in the pond.  She loved every minute of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-3372633009256083922?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/3372633009256083922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=3372633009256083922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3372633009256083922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3372633009256083922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/08/bridal-veil-falls.html' title='Bridal veil falls'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TFt5p_AFnaI/AAAAAAAAAwE/AWcCthDeEy4/s72-c/IMG_3243%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-8562032185478601340</id><published>2010-08-02T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T01:02:01.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage, your too young...</title><content type='html'>I just have to post about this.  I know I will regret it if I don't.  Sorry no pictures.  I should start at the beginning.  About a year and half ago Phillip purposed to Hailey for marriage.  She said yes and since then as told everyone that she was going to marry Phillip in the temple.  About nine months ago Phillip decided he did not want to marry Hailey he wanted to marry Ashley.  Hailey's  heart was broken.  Well she moved on and wanted to marry someone else. &lt;br /&gt;On Friday Dave and I left our children for a fun weekend for our anniversary.  Our children spent the night at the Woolf's.  On Saturday when we picked them up Hailey informed me that Phillip wanted to marry her again.  I laughed and did not think to much of it.  That night the Woolf's came over for dinner so I told Liz what Hailey said.  She thought Phillip still wanted to marry Ashley, so she asked him about it.  He then told us he wants to marry Hailey.  A few seconds latter Hailey &amp;amp; Phillip then proceed to tell us that when they get bigger they are going to get married and have two kids a boy and a girl.  The boys name is Zoo and the girls name is Lilly.  We could not stop laughing.  I guess they have it all planned out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-8562032185478601340?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8562032185478601340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=8562032185478601340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8562032185478601340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8562032185478601340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/08/marriage-your-too-young.html' title='Marriage, your too young...'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-8067055784160157941</id><published>2010-07-26T13:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T13:28:20.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Months.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TE3utxVjw-I/AAAAAAAAAvk/ckEUIhx1RR4/s1600/Twins+6-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498313190194529250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TE3utxVjw-I/AAAAAAAAAvk/ckEUIhx1RR4/s320/Twins+6-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wow time sure flies when we are having fun.  Cason &amp;amp; Olivia are five months old today.  They are getting so big.  They are so different and fun.  Cason is loud and grins from ear to ear. Olivia is quite and smiles with the cutest dimples.  They both role over and play with toys. &lt;br /&gt;It has been a learning experience with twins.  Diapers, well I will never have enough diapers for these two.  I feel like I am at the store buying diapers non stop.  However it is all worth it for the love and joy they give back to me.  I love them sooooo much. &lt;br /&gt;On a side note.  Dave started his job today.  He is working yea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-8067055784160157941?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8067055784160157941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=8067055784160157941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8067055784160157941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8067055784160157941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/07/five-months.html' title='Five Months.....'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TE3utxVjw-I/AAAAAAAAAvk/ckEUIhx1RR4/s72-c/Twins+6-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-2534272814209270490</id><published>2010-07-15T11:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T12:02:02.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494208861494987330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TD9Z2Zc2SkI/AAAAAAAAAvE/KBGZnF_dlEo/s320/H,A,O,C+6-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the kids matching Ty died shirts. I thought they were too cute so I decided to get there pictures taken. They all turned out really cute. My girls love to have there pictures taken. Here are a few of just the older girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494209415879625586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TD9aWqsci3I/AAAAAAAAAvU/pkcFjpWFkD0/s320/H+%26+A+6-10+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494209347367406386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TD9aSrd3CzI/AAAAAAAAAvM/D6Pj5HpMlJg/s320/H+%26+A+6-10.jpg" /&gt;Hailey &amp;amp; Ashley&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/3785095564717277814-2534272814209270490?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/2534272814209270490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=2534272814209270490' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2534272814209270490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2534272814209270490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/07/picture-time.html' title='Picture Time'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TD9Z2Zc2SkI/AAAAAAAAAvE/KBGZnF_dlEo/s72-c/H,A,O,C+6-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-2615405692617383884</id><published>2010-07-08T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T20:27:06.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She is here!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I am an Aunt again.  My big sister Lisa had her baby girl on July 6th.  This is Miss Paisley Leeann Mortensen.  6lbs 9oz.  18inches long.  I am so happy for my sister and brother in law.  This is there first baby.  It took them 8 years to have a baby. (well they have been married 8 years.)  She is healthy and here.  When my sister told me she was pregnant.  I was soo happy for her.  I was more excited for her to have a baby then I was for my twins.  Only cause its her first and me having kids is old news.  Someone once said Susan is always pregnant.  She is cute as a button.  She is  a tiny little girl. We are soo happy to welcome you into the family Miss Paisley.  I know my mom is hear and staying close to you and your mom.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491739987048803922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TDaUa_baLlI/AAAAAAAAAuU/yS5rY8vOOHo/s320/IMG_3155.jpg" /&gt;Miss Paisley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TDaUQHVa2oI/AAAAAAAAAuM/141pTaclz44/s1600/IMG_3157%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491739800192604802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TDaUQHVa2oI/AAAAAAAAAuM/141pTaclz44/s320/IMG_3157%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lisa, Shawn, &amp;amp; Paisley&lt;br /&gt;The new parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TDaT6vBozBI/AAAAAAAAAuE/FUC-XqyH4dQ/s1600/IMG_3156%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491739432889928722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TDaT6vBozBI/AAAAAAAAAuE/FUC-XqyH4dQ/s320/IMG_3156%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Shawn is too excited for his new little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-2615405692617383884?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/2615405692617383884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=2615405692617383884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2615405692617383884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2615405692617383884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/07/she-is-here.html' title='She is here!!!!!'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TDaUa_baLlI/AAAAAAAAAuU/yS5rY8vOOHo/s72-c/IMG_3155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-7845476769580548479</id><published>2010-07-07T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T23:18:10.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAVE HAS A JOB !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TDVtJUVhe9I/AAAAAAAAAtg/7jnVRoseIEg/s1600/images%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 139px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491415327493422034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TDVtJUVhe9I/AAAAAAAAAtg/7jnVRoseIEg/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I am late on this post. It has been over nine months since Dave was laid off. We thought no big deal, he has a degree and a little experience. Well the lord had other plans for us. We have learned so much in this trial. I am not one who likes to ask for help. This last Christmas we received more help than we ever thought possible. We have been living rent free since it happened. People came to the rescue when the twins were born. I have to say that I did not think very highly of our ward. I was sure proven wrong.  When we had the twins I have never felt so much love from our ward. We were not able to buy car seats for the twins.  A wonderful family in our ward blessed us with car seats. They had twins and were done have kids and sent them our way. We did not know how we would be able to pay our bills and buy food. We have not used any credit with Dave being laid off. Dave learned that its ok if you don't get a job. Its probably for the best. He will start on Monday at IM flash. In thirty days we will have insurance and not be living off the government. I think that was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. If I could pay the government back what they gave us I would. I want to thank the lord for blessing us in this hard time of our life. I know we could not have done it with out all of you. Thanks for the prayers, fasting, and help. We love and appreciate all of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-7845476769580548479?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/7845476769580548479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=7845476769580548479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7845476769580548479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7845476769580548479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/07/dave-has-job.html' title='DAVE HAS A JOB !!!!!'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TDVtJUVhe9I/AAAAAAAAAtg/7jnVRoseIEg/s72-c/images%5B7%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-2558758132896771652</id><published>2010-07-06T22:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T23:04:39.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 of July Highlights</title><content type='html'>The fourth of July is my favorite holiday of all time.  I am sure it  because my birthday is the day before.  Since I was born they give me fireworks for my birthday at least I like to think that, and yes even at 29 I still think it.  We started our celebration by getting up early Saturday morning and going to the balloon festival.  We were only able to see three balloons take off cause it was too windy for the balloons to take off.  The kids sure enjoyed it.  We then went out for breakfast at Dennys with our good friends the Woolf's, Bishops, Anne, &amp;amp; Kathy.  We then went to see Eclipse. ( I was a little disappointed.  It was not bad I think I have fallen out of love with all of the hype it use to give everyone).  (I have decided I am team Dave.) We then went to see the stadium of fire fireworks.  Hailey sure enjoyed it this year.  Ashley is scared to death of them.  The twins slept right threw it.  Sunday we went to a baby blessing and a barbecue.  We then went and saw Dave's brother that was hear visiting from Vegas.  We enjoyed Jacobs street on fire.  Dave, the twins, and Ashley went home and I went back to the Woolf's house to watch more fireworks with Hailey.  Monday morning Dave woke up early and went with my dad, brother, and brother in law and ran the 5k.  He did quite well.  I would like to say.  I then too got up early dragged my kids out of bed and went to the parade.  I have to say that I was quite disappointed.  The kids were bored, Ashley was scared of all the loud noises and she fell asleep.  The twins were to hot to enjoy anything.  Later on Monday we had a Birthday/4 of July party at my dad's house.  We had a barbecue.  beat a pinata and had lots of fireworks.  It was great fun.  It was a busy weekend, but we all survived and had tons of fun.  Here are a few pictures from our fun weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491036708140578962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TDQUyxVZeJI/AAAAAAAAAtY/tn-lkMQhBrg/s320/IMG_3119%5B1%5D" /&gt;Hailey at the balloons she loves the pig balloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TDQUmEPCBeI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/zW15vwKcFjI/s1600/IMG_3115%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491036489875850722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TDQUmEPCBeI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/zW15vwKcFjI/s320/IMG_3115%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley with Aunt Annie.  She was not too sure about the balloons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TDQUaliHOlI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Ile_v8ZwHC4/s1600/IMG_3132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491036292655823442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TDQUaliHOlI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Ile_v8ZwHC4/s320/IMG_3132.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey waiting for the parade to start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TDQUI9lfVtI/AAAAAAAAAtA/sK3M-a5ioTQ/s1600/IMG_3136%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491035989874792146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TDQUI9lfVtI/AAAAAAAAAtA/sK3M-a5ioTQ/s320/IMG_3136%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the cool pinata I found.  It covered both the fourth of July and my family.  I come from a family of cowboys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TDQT1_fg3GI/AAAAAAAAAs4/ZePaA1biaIs/s1600/IMG_3153%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491035663969082466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TDQT1_fg3GI/AAAAAAAAAs4/ZePaA1biaIs/s320/IMG_3153%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the twins in there cute fourth of July outfits.  (Thanks to Clover for the cute outfits)  I made Olivia ware the dress three days in a row.  She was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-2558758132896771652?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/2558758132896771652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=2558758132896771652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2558758132896771652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2558758132896771652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/07/4-of-july-highlights.html' title='4 of July Highlights'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TDQUyxVZeJI/AAAAAAAAAtY/tn-lkMQhBrg/s72-c/IMG_3119%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-5536060195761657561</id><published>2010-06-29T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T12:12:46.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOAL!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TCpEUhoQJiI/AAAAAAAAAsw/m7ScWgKe_eY/s1600/images%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 126px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 151px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488274215319643682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TCpEUhoQJiI/AAAAAAAAAsw/m7ScWgKe_eY/s320/images%5B3%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided that I need to start setting goals in my life.  I am the best at setting goals and doing them for one day and then that is it.  So if I put it out there that I am setting a goal. Right it down, tell the world of my goal maybe I will be able to keep this goal.  My goal is to get back to the gym everyday.  I have started to gain some weight back and I cant let that happen so my goal is to get back to the gym everyday except for Sunday.  Day one done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-5536060195761657561?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/5536060195761657561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=5536060195761657561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5536060195761657561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5536060195761657561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/06/goal.html' title='GOAL!!!!!'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TCpEUhoQJiI/AAAAAAAAAsw/m7ScWgKe_eY/s72-c/images%5B3%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-44979036552165492</id><published>2010-06-27T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T20:37:17.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week In review</title><content type='html'>I have had a few things that I have wanted to blog about this past week so I thought I would just update all of you.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 83px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487660359983823730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TCgWBcTT-3I/AAAAAAAAAso/PDWBPL1MNww/s320/images%5B4%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last week was Lehi's Round up days.  On Thursday they have a hoarse parade.  I thought Hailey would love to do it.  So my awesome dad brought a horse over for her and led her on the horse through the whole parade.  She was too cute.  She had to make sure her number was showing and when the number fell off she had to show it to everyone.  Then she got tired of that so she started waving to everyone.  Well she figured out quite quick that there where two side of the road so she was waving with both hands.  Then she decided to hold up both hands high above her head and hold a piece sign.  She thought it was the greatest thing.  unfortunately I don't have any pictures of this cause I decided to walk along side the horse with her and my dad.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 93px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487659870816527074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TCgVk-AvYuI/AAAAAAAAAsg/OqeVdBbKGv0/s320/images%5B2%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A couple of days ago I was sitting on the couch and Hailey informed me that her other brother is still in heaven and I looked at her funny and she said you know my little brother named feather.  When I was in the hospital with the twins she informed me that there was another little boy and that he was going to be born in a year.  Lets hope she cant tell time.  She will not let me forget that her other little brother is in heaven.  I have mixed feelings on this matter.  However if we have another little boy down the road we will not name him feather.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The twins turned four months yesterday.  They are growing and doing so much.  Olivia turns over on her tummy all the time.  Cason talks up a storm and grins all the time.  They are both sleeping threw the night.  It is so nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Poor little Ashley was sick this last week.  However on Friday when Dave put her to bed she said plain as day " don't go."  Ashley is too funny when she talks she talks in vowels only.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-44979036552165492?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/44979036552165492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=44979036552165492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/44979036552165492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/44979036552165492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/06/week-in-review.html' title='Week In review'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TCgWBcTT-3I/AAAAAAAAAso/PDWBPL1MNww/s72-c/images%5B4%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-5846943134293339624</id><published>2010-06-15T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T20:58:40.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Things to Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/8nczw6xHJ0I/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8nczw6xHJ0I&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;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8nczw6xHJ0I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I want to thank my sister Jennie for putting this on Facebook today. I have been asking myself when will this trial end. When Dave was laid off we thought no problem he will have another job in a couple of months. It has now been 9 months since he was laid off. He did have a temp job for 3 months which was nice. However when Dave gets the phone call or email telling him sorry we gave the job to someone else my heart breaks all over again and I think when will this trial end. This helped me to realize that its ok. We are taken care of. We have been blessed in every way possible. I think I need to stop worring when Dave will get a job and be thankful for the abundant blessings we have been given. I know we will be ok. I just need to have more faith at this time in my life. Thanks again Jennie, you are a wonderful person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-5846943134293339624?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/5846943134293339624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=5846943134293339624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5846943134293339624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5846943134293339624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/06/good-things-to-come.html' title='Good Things to Come'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-8064380880221196465</id><published>2010-06-15T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T00:16:45.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orem Summerfest</title><content type='html'>Orem Summerfest is something that our family truly loves and has become a tradition.  We get together with our friends John &amp;amp; Liz and we do the baby contest.  Check out all the free stuff.  We have our picnic lunch.  then we always go back to there house to rest and then we go to the parade.  When that is all said and done we go to there back yard and watch the fire works.  Last year we entered our girls in the baby contest and Ashley won.  I was not going to enter her this year but I have so much fun buying new outfits for my kids I thought why not.  I am happy to say that she did not win this year.(glad someones got a chance to win.)  We also had a scare this year.  After the baby contest we went and did the free craft.  When Hailey and Brittney  (John and Liz's daughter) were all done they asked if they could go play in the playground we said yes.  We were close by the playground.  When we sent Ashley with aunt Anne she could not find them anywhere.  The dad's went searching.  They had wondered off to the carnival.  I have never been so scared in my life.  We then sat down with Hailey and taught her all about strangers and wondering off and not telling mom and dad.  We had a great time this year.  Here are the pictures from  the baby contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482893523338386002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TBcmnB_f2lI/AAAAAAAAAq8/lUlPVADU2Y8/s320/scan0002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Ashley Jean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482893285572550098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TBcmZMPtHdI/AAAAAAAAAq0/t-AkOnAXbtA/s320/scan0001.jpg" /&gt;Olivia Susan &amp;amp; Cason Matthew &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( excuse my ugly hands)&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/3785095564717277814-8064380880221196465?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8064380880221196465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=8064380880221196465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8064380880221196465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8064380880221196465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/06/orem-summerfest.html' title='Orem Summerfest'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TBcmnB_f2lI/AAAAAAAAAq8/lUlPVADU2Y8/s72-c/scan0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-3810217428249450331</id><published>2010-06-06T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T12:43:09.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Weekend</title><content type='html'>I am a little behind so I am playing catch up. Memorial weekend has always been a fun time for my family. We go camping for the weekend and then on Monday we go and visit the graves. I decided that I did not want to deal with bottles and camping so I sent Dave and the girls up. I stayed home. It was a nice quiet weekend with me and the twins. I scrap booked and watched movies till I could not anymore. I thought I would let you see a few pictures from the fun weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480488539877943442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TA6bSkcGKJI/AAAAAAAAAqs/_Xn_R8BU5Xo/s320/IMG_2907%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ashley is queen of the trailer or so she thinks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479742298431148242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TAv0lmar0NI/AAAAAAAAAqk/9a8WJoJaFEI/s320/IMG_2938%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We all know that Hailey loves horses so when she goes camping we have to take the stick horses and have a rodeo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479741016606931650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TAvza_P-esI/AAAAAAAAAqc/-gMdhJmYeJQ/s320/IMG_2996%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hailey loves to pose for pictures.  We hardly have any cute/serious pictures of her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479739886007525058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TAvyZLcEnsI/AAAAAAAAAqU/uxTuKWr1Q3M/s320/IMG_2971%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ashley loves the dirt.  So when she camps she lives in the dirt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479738573438344178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TAvxMxvMW_I/AAAAAAAAAqM/O4WzH2bkWCs/s320/IMG_3010%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is the family at the grave site (my mom and little brother's graves.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-3810217428249450331?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/3810217428249450331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=3810217428249450331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3810217428249450331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3810217428249450331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/06/memorial-weekend.html' title='Memorial Weekend'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TA6bSkcGKJI/AAAAAAAAAqs/_Xn_R8BU5Xo/s72-c/IMG_2907%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-6364326781264401011</id><published>2010-05-29T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T00:18:16.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TAC_YHQut0I/AAAAAAAAAqE/ld2hJ24N1j4/s1600/IMG_2899%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476587567869507394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TAC_YHQut0I/AAAAAAAAAqE/ld2hJ24N1j4/s320/IMG_2899%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are three months old and cute as ever, or so we are told everyday by our mother.  Even Grandma Janet (Ha Ha) thinks we are cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-6364326781264401011?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/6364326781264401011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=6364326781264401011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/6364326781264401011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/6364326781264401011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/05/3-months-old.html' title='3 months old'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/TAC_YHQut0I/AAAAAAAAAqE/ld2hJ24N1j4/s72-c/IMG_2899%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-3247322153595439977</id><published>2010-05-23T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T21:40:26.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YES!!!! We are Twins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S_oAkP_L2pI/AAAAAAAAAp8/GLcByLzVRDc/s1600/IMG_2849%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474688919789099666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S_oAkP_L2pI/AAAAAAAAAp8/GLcByLzVRDc/s320/IMG_2849%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cason &amp;amp; Olivia may be different sizes but they are my twins and yes they both love to do different things.  I am always asked when I go out.  Are they twins, and of course I say yes.  However the two favorite questions I get are.  Boy and girl?  I then answer yes.  They then ask are they identical?  I will answer this for all of you who missed biology.  Nope not identical. However the favorite person who asked me these two questions was a nurse at the doctors office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S_n_9pSbWsI/AAAAAAAAAp0/tRJOBc2o5GQ/s1600/IMG_2861%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474688256565795522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S_n_9pSbWsI/AAAAAAAAAp0/tRJOBc2o5GQ/s320/IMG_2861%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S_n_Q5wtqaI/AAAAAAAAAps/z2VgxpkMZD0/s1600/IMG_2859%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474687487893678498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S_n_Q5wtqaI/AAAAAAAAAps/z2VgxpkMZD0/s320/IMG_2859%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia loves to coo and play with her tongue.  She sleeps through the night and she hates bath time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S_n-i0QxfsI/AAAAAAAAApk/L4VFDEud9Pk/s1600/IMG_2852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474686696143552194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S_n-i0QxfsI/AAAAAAAAApk/L4VFDEud9Pk/s320/IMG_2852.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cason is my chunky monkey.  He grins from ear to ear and loves it when people talk to him.  He still is not sleeping through the night but we are working on it.  He loves bath time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-3247322153595439977?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/3247322153595439977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=3247322153595439977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3247322153595439977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3247322153595439977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/05/yes-we-are-twins.html' title='YES!!!! We are Twins'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S_oAkP_L2pI/AAAAAAAAAp8/GLcByLzVRDc/s72-c/IMG_2849%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-1675526089613577151</id><published>2010-04-26T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T16:02:10.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S9Yahvtn-OI/AAAAAAAAApU/dPFucM9mkrk/s1600/23781_381660908436_502333436_3961637_7722261_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464584364906510562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S9Yahvtn-OI/AAAAAAAAApU/dPFucM9mkrk/s320/23781_381660908436_502333436_3961637_7722261_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today the twins are two months old.  They have grown so much and are getting so big.  They are quite good babies.  they go to bed by 8 and only wake up twice threw the night.  Hailey &amp;amp; Ashley quite enjoy them.  They have been quite enjoyable.  I am glad they came to our home and that they are part of our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-1675526089613577151?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/1675526089613577151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=1675526089613577151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/1675526089613577151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/1675526089613577151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/04/2-months.html' title='2 Months'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S9Yahvtn-OI/AAAAAAAAApU/dPFucM9mkrk/s72-c/23781_381660908436_502333436_3961637_7722261_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-5387613499223679173</id><published>2010-04-12T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:10:51.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We love dirt</title><content type='html'>Saturday was such a nice day we decided to go for a walk including the twins.  We went to a park and let the kids play.  It got a little too windy for the twins so we went back to our friends house, where the kids could play.  We came out to find all of them in the dirt.  My kids love the dirt and if I would let them they would live there. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459468544131880450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S8PttyNmVgI/AAAAAAAAApM/Rupk78k2BgI/s320/IMG_2826%5B1%5D" /&gt;Hailey making something in the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459468076858166674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S8PtSle3TZI/AAAAAAAAApE/wihcsyGZ2sY/s320/IMG_2827.jpg" /&gt;Ashley playing with the dirt that is in her onesie.  Her shoes are suppose to be white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3785095564717277814-5387613499223679173?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/5387613499223679173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=5387613499223679173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5387613499223679173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5387613499223679173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-love-dirt.html' title='We love dirt'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S8PttyNmVgI/AAAAAAAAApM/Rupk78k2BgI/s72-c/IMG_2826%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-2336034919728611641</id><published>2010-03-31T20:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T20:14:24.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate it.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S7QORkNb8sI/AAAAAAAAAo8/GEx3logKzPY/s1600/146-730_large%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455000743593112258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S7QORkNb8sI/AAAAAAAAAo8/GEx3logKzPY/s320/146-730_large%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am my mother's daughter.  I grew up with no Easter grass in my basket.  I now know why.  I thought my kids will have it all.  Last year I bought the Easter grass and put it in there Easter baskets and decorated the house with it.  I packed it away and this year as I was going threw my stuff for Easter Sunday  my  kids found the grass and got into it.  Let just say I will not be buying this dumb stuff for my kids Easter baskets again.   I am finding it all over my house and am not enjoying it one bit.  I don't feel as though I missed out in my childhood by not having this stuff around my house.  Therefore my kids are not missing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-2336034919728611641?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/2336034919728611641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=2336034919728611641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2336034919728611641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2336034919728611641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-hate-it.html' title='I hate it.....'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S7QORkNb8sI/AAAAAAAAAo8/GEx3logKzPY/s72-c/146-730_large%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-562872401516781085</id><published>2010-03-11T15:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T15:39:58.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Queens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S5l-6z2v-VI/AAAAAAAAAo0/BtVH9aZJatc/s1600-h/IMG_2713%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447524773098682706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S5l-6z2v-VI/AAAAAAAAAo0/BtVH9aZJatc/s320/IMG_2713%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For Christmas my girls got these tutu's and they have been afraid of them till now.  they both put them on and danced around the house.  I could not get Ashley out of hers.  They had quite the fun time dancing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-562872401516781085?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/562872401516781085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=562872401516781085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/562872401516781085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/562872401516781085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/03/dancing-queens.html' title='Dancing Queens'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S5l-6z2v-VI/AAAAAAAAAo0/BtVH9aZJatc/s72-c/IMG_2713%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-2916997617740458046</id><published>2010-03-09T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T20:28:32.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The twins are here</title><content type='html'>I know I am late.... However better late than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446854893103078786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S5cdqqaB3YI/AAAAAAAAAos/uerCKVc6l_w/s320/IMG_2615%5B1%5D" /&gt;The twins were born on February 26th. I had to have a c-section due to both babies being breech. I was not sure what to expect since this was my first c-section. I had to call Friday morning to see when I was going to have to be at the hospital. I waited all day till at 3:30 in the afternoon they called me and asked me to come to the hospital. I then got my girls ready to go and stay at there cousins house. I ended up at the hospital at 5:00 in the afternoon. They got me all hooked up to the monitors to monitor the twins. About an hour and half later they came and said. They are ready for you. I went to get my spinal block and I was lucky cause Dave got to be there with me when I got it. I hate needles. (However I hate pain more.) After they were done. I finally saw a familiar face. Dr. Young walked in and asked are you ready for this and I told him as ready as I will ever be. I was laying there waiting for everything to take place when all of a sudden I did not feel to well and started throwing up. I threw up through the whole thing. However once they started too cute in, I have never seen Dave so excited he was leaning over so far I thought he would be in the way of the doctors. Good thing he saw it all and he can tell the twins all about it when they get older cause I was too sick to remember much of anything. When Twin A was born all of the nurses said what is it. Dr Young then said its a little girl. They swept her away quit quick cause she was having a hard time breathing. Then Baby B was born. When everything was all done, poor Dave did not know which direction to go. Baby A was going to the nicU, Baby B was going to the nursery, and I was still throwing up on the table. Dave did decided to go with Baby A. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446853481160803538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S5ccYegwhNI/AAAAAAAAAok/VrZmhi7ZsVQ/s320/IMG_2619%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Baby A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Olivia Susan Jacobs February 26, 2010 7:50 PM 5lbs 15 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446853273359513234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S5ccMYZEdpI/AAAAAAAAAoc/z_Tqyl9017s/s320/IMG_2617%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Baby B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Cason Matthew Jacobs Born February 26th 7:51 PM 6 lbs 4 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446852617137435378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S5cbmLxiMvI/AAAAAAAAAoU/jj_u8G4x_j8/s320/IMG_2648%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am ready and waiting to go home. Hospitals and I don't mix too well. I love my home and I love to be home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are home now and things are hectic, however they are getting to be back to normal. Well as normal as normal can be with four children 4 and under.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446852068836066994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S5cbGRMTRrI/AAAAAAAAAoM/uRDdm_Xn3rk/s320/IMG_2694%5B1%5D" /&gt;Here is big sister with her brother Cason.  She is a great help and loves to hold the babies and feed them as well.  The first night we were home.  Hailey woke up and went into the babies room and was worried they were crying so she started to sing to them.  She then came running into our room to tell me that she sang to them and they stoped crying.  Ashley loves to hold there feet and kiss them non stop.  We have been blessed with help from family and ward members.  Thanks to all for your support and help.    &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/3785095564717277814-2916997617740458046?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/2916997617740458046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=2916997617740458046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2916997617740458046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2916997617740458046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/03/twins-are-here.html' title='The twins are here'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S5cdqqaB3YI/AAAAAAAAAos/uerCKVc6l_w/s72-c/IMG_2615%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-3317966907481740414</id><published>2010-02-24T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T12:57:07.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What will I do when the twins come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S4WRyNwIe_I/AAAAAAAAAoE/GmVuQXNMrt4/s1600-h/IMG_2596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441916016618142706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S4WRyNwIe_I/AAAAAAAAAoE/GmVuQXNMrt4/s320/IMG_2596.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today I was on the phone with my sister in law getting the plans made for Hailey &amp;amp; Ashley to be babysat while I go to the hospital to have the babies.  Hailey then came running into the front room and said "mom Ashley got into the church paper."  Thinking it was not all that bad  I came around the corner and found Ashley at the top of the stairs throwing the paper that belongs to the church down the stairs with a grin on her face.  I then started to clean up the mess and she thought she was so funny she slid down the stairs and laughed.  &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/3785095564717277814-3317966907481740414?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/3317966907481740414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=3317966907481740414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3317966907481740414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3317966907481740414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-will-i-do-when-twins-come.html' title='What will I do when the twins come'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S4WRyNwIe_I/AAAAAAAAAoE/GmVuQXNMrt4/s72-c/IMG_2596.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-7794036453503123531</id><published>2010-02-21T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T22:30:07.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five more days AHHHHHHHH!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S4IiOAz_mxI/AAAAAAAAAn8/2WoasHv8mao/s1600-h/lgph0044%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440948923948571410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S4IiOAz_mxI/AAAAAAAAAn8/2WoasHv8mao/s320/lgph0044%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have five more days till they take the babies.  I have high blood pressure, and Baby A is one pound lighter than Baby B.  I am always asked if I am ready for them to come.  I have to say physically I am ready I don't think my belly can stretch any more.  Mentally not so ready.  The picture above is what I think of when I hear the babies will be coming.   Not so much the bundles of joy but the number I know I am only having two babies.  However I still have a baby at home and am adding two more to the fun.  I worry that I will be having a nervous brake down and wont be able to take good care of the little ones.  I tell myself everyday it will be ok, I will be able to do it.  I just hope all goes well and that my two at home will be ok while I am at the hospital.  I hate to leave them even though I know they will be in good hands.  I still have not packed a bag to go to the hospital or have I gotten the room ready for them.  They will have a place to sleep and that is all that matters.  I also have something they can wear.  Four kids scares me to death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-7794036453503123531?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/7794036453503123531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=7794036453503123531' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7794036453503123531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7794036453503123531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/02/five-more-days-ahhhhhhhh.html' title='Five more days AHHHHHHHH!!!!'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S4IiOAz_mxI/AAAAAAAAAn8/2WoasHv8mao/s72-c/lgph0044%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-3614085440365439689</id><published>2010-02-15T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T20:09:03.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Markers How I hate them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S3oY2iS_BYI/AAAAAAAAAn0/nOPRL8gJ6Sg/s1600-h/IMG_2593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438686825201730946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S3oY2iS_BYI/AAAAAAAAAn0/nOPRL8gJ6Sg/s320/IMG_2593.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tonight as I sit at the computer I could not hear much sound in the room across from me.  I think oh good they are finally asleep.  Till I see the doorknob start to turn.  Here is what I saw as soon as the door opened.  Yes Ashley found a marker and decided to decorate herself.  Luckily only herself.  I thought Ashley was the only one till I looked closer at her eyes.  Hailey colored her eyes as if she was putting eye shadow on her.  This is not the first time Ashley has found a marker in her room and decorated herself or her bed.  This is what happens when I let Hailey have craft time in her room.  We think we find all the markers, till Ashley comes out all decorated.  This makes me want to throw them all away and never let her have markers.  Oh she finds the pens and pencils and decorates anything she can get those little hands of hers on.  What a handful she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-3614085440365439689?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/3614085440365439689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=3614085440365439689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3614085440365439689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3614085440365439689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/02/markers-how-i-hate-them.html' title='Markers How I hate them'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S3oY2iS_BYI/AAAAAAAAAn0/nOPRL8gJ6Sg/s72-c/IMG_2593.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-2912194610592836812</id><published>2010-02-10T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:55:40.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on twins</title><content type='html'>I had an ultra sound today at the hospital.  I have made it to 34 wks.  Which means that I could go any day now.  I am hoping and praying that I will make it to 36 wks, which is only three weeks away.  I have been able to keep my blood pressure down this week.  the babies have had plenty of fluid so far which is good cause my past history is I have low fluid.  The twins are still growing.  Baby A is 4lbs 10 oz and baby B is 5 lbs 11oz.  They are healthy and still growing.  I was worried that I was in labor last night. However all my signs have left and I have had a wonderful day with lots of energy.  I will keep you all posted with the twins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-2912194610592836812?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/2912194610592836812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=2912194610592836812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2912194610592836812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2912194610592836812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/02/update-on-twins.html' title='Update on twins'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-7640569690604400526</id><published>2010-02-05T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T17:25:20.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pace</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434932700374617522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S2zCftf7zbI/AAAAAAAAAns/YREwN5bgGU0/s320/pace41hsbw61dml__sl500_aa280_%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt; Today I was making lunch, we were having left over homemade burritos.  I finished making Dave's in time to make mine.  It was all done so I grabbed the salsa as you see above.  I started to shake it and guess what I forgot to do.  That's right tighten the lid.  I spilled/shook salsa all over the kitchen and myself, it was in my hair all over my face and arms.  I started to yell.  (Dave gets nervous with me yelling he thinks I am going into labor every five minutes.)  Dave then says are you ok I was so embarrassed at what I did I said don't come in here.  He then said ok are you ok, by this point I was laughing so hard that I could not answer him.  He then came in and found me laughing he then joined in.  I felt so bad cause we were leaving for an appointment and I had to shower again so he had to clean up my mess.  However I think he felt it was payment enough that it was me and not him that had done this.  (things like this happen to Dave all the time.  I just hide them better.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-7640569690604400526?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/7640569690604400526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=7640569690604400526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7640569690604400526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7640569690604400526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/02/pace.html' title='Pace'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S2zCftf7zbI/AAAAAAAAAns/YREwN5bgGU0/s72-c/pace41hsbw61dml__sl500_aa280_%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-7153070423909588065</id><published>2010-01-28T12:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T12:35:51.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpers</title><content type='html'>Today as I was resting I came out and found my children like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431891443786936786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S2H0fR1ncdI/AAAAAAAAAnk/sm_FYTbTrWc/s320/IMG_2583%5B1%5D" /&gt;Hailey was making sure the baby was buckled up right and ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431891297154929490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S2H0Wvl0k1I/AAAAAAAAAnc/yuDGUp1FJUc/s320/IMG_2580%5B1%5D" /&gt;Ashley was doing the laundry.  She was sorting and then when she was done she would dump the basket out and start again.  I sure feel at piece knowing I have two big helpers for when the twins come.  I know I will need all the help I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-7153070423909588065?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/7153070423909588065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=7153070423909588065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7153070423909588065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7153070423909588065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/01/helpers.html' title='Helpers'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S2H0fR1ncdI/AAAAAAAAAnk/sm_FYTbTrWc/s72-c/IMG_2583%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-683788411323536912</id><published>2010-01-25T19:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:41:22.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>32 Weeks !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S15jl8hU89I/AAAAAAAAAnU/uoASeP5JN1U/s1600-h/IMG_2578%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430887704207619026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S15jl8hU89I/AAAAAAAAAnU/uoASeP5JN1U/s320/IMG_2578%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are all sooo lucky.  I hate pictures of me.  However I had to take a picture of me at 32 wks.  I am happy to say that I have made it to 32 wks pregnant with twins.  I feel as though I cant get any bigger and then I see myself in the mirror.  I did have a Dr's apt today and he said things look the same.  He congratulated me on making it to 32 wks and told me he would see me in a week.  I am hoping I can go as long as possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-683788411323536912?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/683788411323536912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=683788411323536912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/683788411323536912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/683788411323536912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/01/32-weeks.html' title='32 Weeks !!!!'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S15jl8hU89I/AAAAAAAAAnU/uoASeP5JN1U/s72-c/IMG_2578%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-5311494698043530757</id><published>2010-01-19T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T00:04:33.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Twin Update</title><content type='html'>I thought this would be the best way to update all of you on the latest info on the twins.  I had a Dr's. apt today.  Things not so great.  My blood pressure was up.  140/62 Something like that.  Which means it is high but not too high.  However when you are pregnant with twins it makes everything high risk.  The doctor has put me on modified bed rest which means that throughout the day I can still function and get a few things done I just have to lay down twice a day for 4 hours.  Once again a blessing in disguise.  Dave will be here to help me with the girls so that we don't have to send them to babysitters.  I have lots of test that I will have to do from now on.  I will do what they call Non Stress Test twice a week.  These are the worst test for me.  You lay there for only an hour.  Now that is if they can find the babies heart beat.  With both of my girls they could never find the heart beat.  Try finding two babies heart beats.  I was at the hospital for three hours cause  they could not find the heart beat.  I had some blood work done to see if my liver and kidneys were ok.  They are normal which is good.  My blood pressure did go down while laying in the hospital.  I will continue with seeing the doctor every week.  I also had to have a steroid shot.  Just in case the babies come soon, so that it can help develop there lungs faster.  The babies are still breach and they are preparing me mentally for a c-section.  I am doing ok, I am a little scared.  However I have been scared since day one.  I am thankful for great family members, wonderful visiting teachers, and spectacular friends who are so caring and loving.  I need to say thanks to John, Liz, &amp;amp; Anne for watching the kids while I went to my Dr's apt and the hospital tonight.  They kept my girls and took them to dinner with them thanks so much for making this hard time easier on me.  Sorry for the downer  I hope my next post will be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-5311494698043530757?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/5311494698043530757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=5311494698043530757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5311494698043530757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5311494698043530757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-twin-update.html' title='New Twin Update'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-827392101974218117</id><published>2010-01-18T08:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T09:06:55.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twin Update</title><content type='html'>I forget to update things about the twins.  I had an  ultrasound last Wednesday, there is good and bad news.  The good news is the twins are doing great and they are big. Both are almost 4 lbs each.  I am 30 wks along and they are striving and doing well.  Now for the bad news.  Both babies are breach.  They have a very slim chance of turning around while being this far along.  Which means I would have to have a c-section, not my dream.  We are praying and hoping they will turn around.  I am now seeing the doctor every week and going to the hospital to have non stress test done.  This is all very standard with twins.  I am doing ok it is getting harder to keep up with house chores and the kids.  Sleeping is not something my body is allowing at this time.  However I have a great husband who is still unemployed and he has been great at helping me keep things in order with kids and the house.  I will try to do better at updating you all on the twins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-827392101974218117?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/827392101974218117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=827392101974218117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/827392101974218117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/827392101974218117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/01/twin-update.html' title='Twin Update'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-6722287270245394018</id><published>2010-01-12T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T11:14:38.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning Ashley</title><content type='html'>Dave and I were woken up this morning to a child (Hailey) screaming at the top of her lungs at 3:30 this morning.  Hailey had a bad dream to the point that she was shaking.  We then told her she could sleep in our bed with us.  She asked for the bathroom light on.  We all went back to bed.  I then woke up at 6:30 this morning due to being pregnant and having to go to the bathroom.  Take a guess what I found.  Ashley with no Jammie's on, playing in the toilet with all the wash clothes that we own.  When I found her I said oh Ashley.  She looked up at me like I was bothering her morning ritual.  Ashley loves the toilet we usually keep the bathroom door closed so that she cant play in the toilet.  However we thought we were safe this morning cause she was still asleep when we turned the bathroom light on.  I am glad we all had a good laugh this morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-6722287270245394018?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/6722287270245394018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=6722287270245394018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/6722287270245394018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/6722287270245394018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-morning-ashley.html' title='Good Morning Ashley'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-4259139812729614605</id><published>2010-01-11T15:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T15:39:40.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S0u1XTzxXCI/AAAAAAAAAnM/D5ZDQUwax9A/s1600-h/3217129343_b450e19725%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425629588156931106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S0u1XTzxXCI/AAAAAAAAAnM/D5ZDQUwax9A/s320/3217129343_b450e19725%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today I had a doctor's apt. I have ultrasounds every time I go due to having twins. We decided to take the girls with us, as we were waiting for the doctor to come in. Hailey looked up on the shelf and saw the refill bottle of gel and pointed to it and said look mom it's Bob. Meaning The blue glob monster from Monsters Vs. Aliens. Dave and I had a good laugh on that one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-4259139812729614605?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/4259139812729614605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=4259139812729614605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4259139812729614605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4259139812729614605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2010/01/bob.html' title='Bob!!!!'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/S0u1XTzxXCI/AAAAAAAAAnM/D5ZDQUwax9A/s72-c/3217129343_b450e19725%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-4879565408500194470</id><published>2009-12-30T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:58:27.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SzwvCZ89eWI/AAAAAAAAAm8/cvzRtID4ysg/s1600-h/IMG_2573%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421259769820051810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SzwvCZ89eWI/AAAAAAAAAm8/cvzRtID4ysg/s320/IMG_2573%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Hailey and Ashley playing.  Hailey decided they needed a nap so she got the sheet out.  Put it on the table and then made a bed for her and Ashley.  They are napping, so they told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-4879565408500194470?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/4879565408500194470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=4879565408500194470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4879565408500194470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4879565408500194470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2009/12/sister-love.html' title='Sister love'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SzwvCZ89eWI/AAAAAAAAAm8/cvzRtID4ysg/s72-c/IMG_2573%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-2489175409252097979</id><published>2009-12-28T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T12:54:52.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas time with the Jacobs</title><content type='html'>This Christmas was a wonderful one.  I will share lots with you.  Christmas eve is always special to me.  We go over to my dad's house and have dinner with my aunt and uncle.  This has been a tradition for years.  I can remember being very young and doing this.  Of course we always open presents from my aunt and uncle.  Then my dad's grand kids open the present from him that is the PJ's.  How they all enjoy this.  Christmas morning was wonderful for this year we had lots of help from Santa.  The singles ward in our stake was very generous to us and our kids.  They opened gifts till they could not open anymore.  There were gifts everywhere.  The kids loved it.  We also were helped by a secret Santa that my sister had something to do with.  The kids got new bikes, and helmets.  This Christmas was a learning experience for me.  I am not one to ask for help even if I may need it.  I did not have a say in the matter and we received the greatest Christmas we have ever had.  I got the greatest gift for Christmas even though it was not intended as a gift.  I will post about this latter I am not too sure what I can say at this time.  Our Christmas was also made wonderful by the Jacobs brothers and sisters.  The Jacobs Family had decided to suspend Christmas this year due to hard times.  Well that is what they told us.  We were given wonderful gifts from them as well.  We want to thank all of you for everything that you all did.  I thought I would let you all enjoy some pictures from our Christmas.  Thanks again to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SzkWOhQdLrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/OTFe5bjaJJ0/s1600-h/IMG_2524%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420388065218473650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SzkWOhQdLrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/OTFe5bjaJJ0/s320/IMG_2524%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the famous PJ picture( I did not make all the PJ's this year I had help.  Thanks Lisa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SzkVvWx_JdI/AAAAAAAAAms/-YnFl1396nw/s1600-h/IMG_2529%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420387529830376914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SzkVvWx_JdI/AAAAAAAAAms/-YnFl1396nw/s320/IMG_2529%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Hailey had Justin for Christmas this year and since they are Dumbo buddies she gave him a stuffed Dumbo even though she is holding the Dumbo it is his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SzkVUJPS1EI/AAAAAAAAAmk/t8B2skgoTzE/s1600-h/IMG_2531%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420387062338737218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SzkVUJPS1EI/AAAAAAAAAmk/t8B2skgoTzE/s320/IMG_2531%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley found her bike and was way too excited about it to open gifts.  She has not gotten off it since Christmas morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SzkUyAEW6xI/AAAAAAAAAmc/mQd70M2Phmc/s1600-h/IMG_2549%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420386475761396498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SzkUyAEW6xI/AAAAAAAAAmc/mQd70M2Phmc/s320/IMG_2549%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey &amp;amp; Ashley going to town on the gifts.  They had a wonderful morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SzkUkBKfc_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/_-9cDBxdZ3c/s1600-h/IMG_2555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420386235537388530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SzkUkBKfc_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/_-9cDBxdZ3c/s320/IMG_2555.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey riding her bike.  She loved it and would not get off.  Even though she was cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SzkUZ8Ad9hI/AAAAAAAAAmM/KNuDsEOKWI0/s1600-h/IMG_2554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420386062354478610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SzkUZ8Ad9hI/AAAAAAAAAmM/KNuDsEOKWI0/s320/IMG_2554.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley riding her bike.  If you look close there is a big grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-2489175409252097979?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/2489175409252097979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=2489175409252097979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2489175409252097979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2489175409252097979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-time-with-jacobs.html' title='Christmas time with the Jacobs'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SzkWOhQdLrI/AAAAAAAAAm0/OTFe5bjaJJ0/s72-c/IMG_2524%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-5365021425411647465</id><published>2009-12-24T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T09:25:21.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SzOjZMZu0iI/AAAAAAAAAlg/RhSEWjqtXQ8/s1600-h/800px-merry_christmas_1%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418854429878047266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SzOjZMZu0iI/AAAAAAAAAlg/RhSEWjqtXQ8/s320/800px-merry_christmas_1%5B1%5D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We want to wish everyone a Merry Christmas we hope you have a wonderful holiday season.  I love this time of year.  I am more excited than my kids are only cause Santa really is coming to my house this year.  I will post pictures of our Christmas eve and Christmas morning later.  Have the best Christmas ever.  As always I hope that we all can keep the true meaning of Christmas in our homes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-5365021425411647465?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/5365021425411647465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=5365021425411647465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5365021425411647465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5365021425411647465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SzOjZMZu0iI/AAAAAAAAAlg/RhSEWjqtXQ8/s72-c/800px-merry_christmas_1%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-3129144822732652279</id><published>2009-12-18T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T13:08:20.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SyvufD4oVSI/AAAAAAAAAlY/RYCOpjIq_3I/s1600-h/IMG_2515%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416685194229339426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SyvufD4oVSI/AAAAAAAAAlY/RYCOpjIq_3I/s320/IMG_2515%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley, Hailey, Phillip, &amp;amp; Brittney&lt;/div&gt;Last night our friends the Woolfs invited us to go and see the Zoo lights at the Zoo.  We bundled up the kids and joined them.  The kids loved the lights.  Ashley just kept pointing to all the lights and Hailey loved the lights that were animals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-3129144822732652279?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/3129144822732652279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=3129144822732652279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3129144822732652279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/3129144822732652279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2009/12/zoo-lights.html' title='Zoo Lights'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SyvufD4oVSI/AAAAAAAAAlY/RYCOpjIq_3I/s72-c/IMG_2515%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-548293451474271964</id><published>2009-12-16T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T19:30:43.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under 100</title><content type='html'>I have under 100 days to be pregnant.  Ya the babies will be here soon, and I will be able to take on a new challenge.  I cant believe they will be here soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-548293451474271964?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/548293451474271964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=548293451474271964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/548293451474271964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/548293451474271964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2009/12/under-100.html' title='Under 100'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-8112368328786590696</id><published>2009-12-14T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T21:37:39.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Franson Family Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Saturday was my dad's families Christmas party. It was great fun with a fun visit from Santa, yummy food, a bad fall, fun game, and great company.   The bad fall was kinda funny.  I was in line to get food and there was some water on the floor and I slid closer to my brother in line and I just did not stop sliding.  I took my brother out with me.  It was quite graceful.  Thanks to all those years of dancing. ( I am fine though.)  My Two brothers and there families and us all went to temple square. It was great fun, we thought it would be colder than it was. My kids enjoyed it so much. Here are some of the highlights from the party and lights.  I did it a little backwards but oh well enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415330956191011650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Syce0CDxE0I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Xkap3Bk5oUQ/s320/IMG_2475%5B1%5D" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hailey and Ashley all bundled up and they loved the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415330547124270338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SycecOKp9QI/AAAAAAAAAlI/wyWo_oFlDDA/s320/IMG_2469%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hailey, Cousin Bailey, and Ashley ready to see the lights at temple square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415330010413982562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Sycd8-w842I/AAAAAAAAAlA/PRMkBy0lJ-Y/s320/IMG_2465.jpg" /&gt; Ashley and her cousin Justin. She is afraid of him, I have no clue why he is the biggest teddy bear. Ok maybe the tallest teddy bear. He has a wonderful love for children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415329445659318962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SycdcG48mrI/AAAAAAAAAk4/29VrMD1FeKk/s320/IMG_2466%5B1%5D" /&gt;Ashley and her cousin Kaden. They are 7 months apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415329058634509826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SycdFlHCrgI/AAAAAAAAAkw/-JhNfi9AaGs/s320/IMG_2459%5B1%5D" /&gt;Ashley with Santa. She thought we were all crazy for putting her on Santa's lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415328191124738018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SyccTFYmD-I/AAAAAAAAAko/gZCnPzYZPOE/s320/IMG_2456%5B1%5D" /&gt; Here is Hailey with Santa Clause this is as close as she would get to him. She is afraid of Santa. She is usually shaking when Santa is in the same room. Thanks from the help of great cousins. We were able to get her close enough that she would tell him what she wanted. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415327763495203698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Sycb6MVxM3I/AAAAAAAAAkg/fVxjcBTY27A/s320/IMG_2447%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hailey and her cousin Nicole. She loves to play with Nicole&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/3785095564717277814-8112368328786590696?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8112368328786590696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=8112368328786590696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8112368328786590696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8112368328786590696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2009/12/franson-family-fun.html' title='Franson Family Fun'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Syce0CDxE0I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Xkap3Bk5oUQ/s72-c/IMG_2475%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-8755425832864638787</id><published>2009-12-09T14:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:21:12.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashley Jean 18 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-a8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3170534137707405736&amp;amp;site=widget-a8.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3170534137707405736&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a8.slide.com/p1/3170534137707405736/bb_t040_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3170534137707405736&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a8.slide.com/p2/3170534137707405736/bb_t040_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;amp;id=3170534137707405736&amp;amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a8.slide.com/m/3170534137707405736/bb_t040_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide9_1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3170534137707405736&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a8.slide.com/p4/3170534137707405736/bb_t040_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley had her pictures taken today.  She was too cute and I thought I would share with you all. Enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-8755425832864638787?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8755425832864638787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=8755425832864638787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8755425832864638787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8755425832864638787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2009/12/ashley-jean-18-months.html' title='Ashley Jean 18 Months'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-7976512310976447370</id><published>2009-12-08T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T08:50:23.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Hailey !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hailey is 4 today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Sx6CxB3RmKI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/W7yT2_mzV_g/s1600-h/69132881-d4d7-47ea-9d3f-ea68ea5e9becw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412907580971391138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Sx6CxB3RmKI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/W7yT2_mzV_g/s320/69132881-d4d7-47ea-9d3f-ea68ea5e9becw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today is Hailey's birthday and she is turning 4.  What a joy she is to have in our family.  I am blessed as a mother to have her as a daughter.  Happy Birthday Hailey.  We love you.  Here are some pictures from the past 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Sx6CqDJtNMI/AAAAAAAAAkI/JYI9Mbs8AG4/s1600-h/IMG_0399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412907461058049218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Sx6CqDJtNMI/AAAAAAAAAkI/JYI9Mbs8AG4/s320/IMG_0399.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey with Grandpa Franson riding horses.  Hailey has a LOVE for horses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Sx6CIY5BNSI/AAAAAAAAAkA/knBMGTtHsMw/s1600-h/Hailey+07+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412906882778084642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Sx6CIY5BNSI/AAAAAAAAAkA/knBMGTtHsMw/s320/Hailey+07+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey 18 Months old.  She is too cute in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412906746203031138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Sx6CAcG_RmI/AAAAAAAAAj4/vvFOWvNocFA/s320/Hailey+06-02.jpg" /&gt; Hailey 10 Months old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Sx6BV1dFvJI/AAAAAAAAAjw/9ZmOVeTzutc/s1600-h/DSC01698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412906014272240786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Sx6BV1dFvJI/AAAAAAAAAjw/9ZmOVeTzutc/s320/DSC01698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hailey Blessing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-7976512310976447370?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/7976512310976447370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=7976512310976447370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7976512310976447370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/7976512310976447370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-hailey.html' title='Happy Birthday Hailey !!!!!'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Sx6CxB3RmKI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/W7yT2_mzV_g/s72-c/69132881-d4d7-47ea-9d3f-ea68ea5e9becw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-4572946255672236363</id><published>2009-11-29T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:29:05.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Thankful for... Day 16</title><content type='html'>I am thankful that Ashley went to nursery today. She was not suppose to tell next week.  However Grandma and Grandpa are in there and they said we should try so we did and she loved it.  It was nice to be able to listen to the lesson.  Thank you Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Jacobs for taking Ashley one week early in the nursery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-4572946255672236363?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/4572946255672236363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=4572946255672236363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4572946255672236363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4572946255672236363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful-for-day-16.html' title='I am Thankful for... Day 16'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-6613196309356568107</id><published>2009-11-28T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T18:13:35.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Thankful for... Day 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SxHYUws5BII/AAAAAAAAAjo/reizRxCCpxU/s1600/Disney-logo%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409342478630847618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SxHYUws5BII/AAAAAAAAAjo/reizRxCCpxU/s320/Disney-logo%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am thankful for the Disney store having good deals.  I got Hailey's Birthday gift for only $5.00 and since it was on sale we went ahead and got her a second thing for a grand total of $10.00.  It made my day.  Thank you Disney store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-6613196309356568107?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/6613196309356568107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=6613196309356568107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/6613196309356568107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/6613196309356568107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful-for-day-15.html' title='I am Thankful for... Day 15'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SxHYUws5BII/AAAAAAAAAjo/reizRxCCpxU/s72-c/Disney-logo%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-5328140272476486261</id><published>2009-11-27T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T20:07:04.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Thankful for... Day 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SxChTtcYI8I/AAAAAAAAAjg/gMcRchjPW3Y/s1600/draft_lens2298896module12697935photo_1233850219black-friday-cartoon%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409000512460170178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SxChTtcYI8I/AAAAAAAAAjg/gMcRchjPW3Y/s320/draft_lens2298896module12697935photo_1233850219black-friday-cartoon%5B1%5D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am thankful that I did not wait in lines this morning to get the great deals.  I am glad that I stayed in my bed while people ran around to get the great deals.  There were a lot of great deals, however I just did not have energy or money to do so.  Thank you for a year off of the great deals this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-5328140272476486261?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/5328140272476486261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=5328140272476486261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5328140272476486261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/5328140272476486261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful-for-day-14.html' title='I am Thankful for... Day 14'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SxChTtcYI8I/AAAAAAAAAjg/gMcRchjPW3Y/s72-c/draft_lens2298896module12697935photo_1233850219black-friday-cartoon%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-4665257488312026095</id><published>2009-11-27T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T20:01:23.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Thankful for... Day 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SxCgG7ru1BI/AAAAAAAAAjY/mXDj7bYu63Y/s1600/TurkeyCartoon%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408999193432740882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SxCgG7ru1BI/AAAAAAAAAjY/mXDj7bYu63Y/s320/TurkeyCartoon%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for Thanksgiving.  I and glad that we get together as a family and eat yummy turkey and pie.  Sure glad we have a holiday for this. &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/3785095564717277814-4665257488312026095?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/4665257488312026095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=4665257488312026095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4665257488312026095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4665257488312026095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful-for-day-13.html' title='I am Thankful for... Day 13'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SxCgG7ru1BI/AAAAAAAAAjY/mXDj7bYu63Y/s72-c/TurkeyCartoon%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-9194471944126579074</id><published>2009-11-25T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T20:39:28.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Thankful for... Day 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Sw4EnUjMvcI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/PeES587d4FI/s1600/David+Jacobs+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408265276096298434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Sw4EnUjMvcI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/PeES587d4FI/s320/David+Jacobs+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful for my husband.  I have a wonderful husband who loves and cares for me in so many ways.  I still wonder why my husband stays married to me when I am pregnant, and each pregnancy has gotten worse.  He is a loving father who my kids adore.  He is a hard working man who wants to provide for his family in so many ways.  He is always willing to change a poopy diaper.  He changes more than I do.  He is always willing to let me choose what to watch on TV and at the movie store.  He never says anything when I don't clean the house and he has to.  He loves me for me.  He is too sweat when I make something yucky for dinner. He simply smiles and keeps eating it.  He is way more excited about having twins than I am, he cant wait till they are here.  These are only a few things that I appreciate about him.  Thank you Dave for being you and loving me and our girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-9194471944126579074?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/9194471944126579074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=9194471944126579074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/9194471944126579074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/9194471944126579074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful-for-day-12.html' title='I am Thankful for... Day 12'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Sw4EnUjMvcI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/PeES587d4FI/s72-c/David+Jacobs+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-8531572143925286961</id><published>2009-11-24T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T18:07:58.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Thankful for... Day 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SwyRNHS-_JI/AAAAAAAAAjI/zPxOzgDLFXQ/s1600/bubblebathgirl1%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407856907048123538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SwyRNHS-_JI/AAAAAAAAAjI/zPxOzgDLFXQ/s320/bubblebathgirl1%5B1%5D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Thankful for Baths. If you know me well enough you know that I love baths. I take them when I am sick, when I am sad, and when I cant sleep at night. Here is a little fact about me. Some days I take more than one bath. I love HOT baths I am one of those non green people who waste water when I take a bath. Cause I want it hot. Thank you bath for you are my comfort. (Side note I do recycle.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-8531572143925286961?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/8531572143925286961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=8531572143925286961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8531572143925286961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/8531572143925286961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful-for-day-11.html' title='I am Thankful for... Day 11'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SwyRNHS-_JI/AAAAAAAAAjI/zPxOzgDLFXQ/s72-c/bubblebathgirl1%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-4003737183818328544</id><published>2009-11-23T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:14:54.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Thankful for... Day 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Swt48WLNAWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/wBoBPgfyPrY/s1600/clouds-jesus%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407548755728466274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Swt48WLNAWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/wBoBPgfyPrY/s320/clouds-jesus%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful for the gospel.  I am glad that I have been raised in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.  I love that when hard times come I know the lord has not left me alone.  That he is blessing my life without me even knowing it at times.  I have been struggling with a few things in my life I am sure you all know what I am talking about.  The lord loves me enough to look past my negativeness and bless me and my family.  I thank the lord for all my blessings.  I thank the lord for my trials.  I know they have made me a stronger person and will make me even more of a stronger person.  Thank you for the gospel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-4003737183818328544?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/4003737183818328544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=4003737183818328544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4003737183818328544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/4003737183818328544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful-for-day-10.html' title='I am Thankful for... Day 10'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/Swt48WLNAWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/wBoBPgfyPrY/s72-c/clouds-jesus%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-2979306530008270909</id><published>2009-11-22T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T08:42:19.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Thankful for... Day 7,8 &amp;9</title><content type='html'>I know I have fallen a little behind. I was gone all day Friday &amp;amp; Saturday and by the time I sat down to my computer I was too tired. So I Will Post Three things I am thankful for. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406967282319872610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SwloGI7V0mI/AAAAAAAAAi4/xZvDEcWfayM/s320/IMG_2280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful for nature.  I have always loved the mountains here in Utah.  I love going on little nature walks.  I wish I would go on more.  I am thankful that I can drive 5 minutes away from my front door and be in a beautiful place.  Thank you nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406966756413258546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SwlnnhxbuzI/AAAAAAAAAiw/hRiVbZXiqFk/s320/IMG_2312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful for my girls.  I love them so much.  they always put a smile on my face and when I come upon a hard time.  They can just tell that I may need a hug and I do feel better.  Thank you Hailey &amp;amp; Ashley for being you and loving me as a mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406966215226456674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SwlnIBscemI/AAAAAAAAAio/fhkzvYY5Vrc/s320/ist2_3391548-sleeping-boy%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;I am thankful for sleep.  I am glad that when I don't feel good with this pregnancy I can lay down on the couch or my bed and take a five minute nap and I will feel so much better.  I am thankful that sleep is a part of my day/night.  Thank you sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-2979306530008270909?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/2979306530008270909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=2979306530008270909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2979306530008270909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/2979306530008270909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful-for-day-78.html' title='I am Thankful for... Day 7,8 &amp;9'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SwloGI7V0mI/AAAAAAAAAi4/xZvDEcWfayM/s72-c/IMG_2280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3785095564717277814.post-6392273971687048480</id><published>2009-11-19T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T14:52:13.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Thankful for... Day  6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SwXK-DozV3I/AAAAAAAAAig/Ek2LhPSJ68Y/s1600/98811%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405950095205291890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SwXK-DozV3I/AAAAAAAAAig/Ek2LhPSJ68Y/s320/98811%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am thankful for this book.  My sister gave it to my father who pushed me to read this.  They gave it to me 2 years ago.  I am not one for self help books.  However I was having the worst weekend and I saw this book Monday so I decided cant hurt me to read it .  I read it in 4 days and loved and appreciated it.  There are more helps in this book than I could have imagined.  So thank you Dad and Jennie for the book. ( I will now give the book back to my dad to read.  Sorry its a little late.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3785095564717277814-6392273971687048480?l=happyjacobs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/feeds/6392273971687048480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3785095564717277814&amp;postID=6392273971687048480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/6392273971687048480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3785095564717277814/posts/default/6392273971687048480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyjacobs.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful-for-day-6.html' title='I am Thankful for... Day  6'/><author><name>jacobsclan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03318197306532112015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AfmyKQY_nyk/SwXK-DozV3I/AAAAAAAAAig/Ek2LhPSJ68Y/s72-c/98811%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
