tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48713002431983817762024-02-06T21:38:52.407-06:00Baby JackDaily photos of the cutest baby boy ever!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.comBlogger397125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-23212926180465449092011-05-17T08:42:00.005-05:002011-05-17T08:51:09.309-05:00Breaking News...Part Two!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_Ed_oT_jaA1juAtdcmRooqF2pg69mShi3iBATXcuox_-Ii8_EL1S9_boqXnNqpZjmrJBpy5i9iy3gZDVqA4nr4Orl0wuXmro0g1u0J4vYuu2Z_6PIzTvb9jWVjTiYiHmyZVipBBOt87c/s1600/428.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607680411415211026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_Ed_oT_jaA1juAtdcmRooqF2pg69mShi3iBATXcuox_-Ii8_EL1S9_boqXnNqpZjmrJBpy5i9iy3gZDVqA4nr4Orl0wuXmro0g1u0J4vYuu2Z_6PIzTvb9jWVjTiYiHmyZVipBBOt87c/s200/428.JPG" /></a>There are 440 pictures I have taken over the last month with full intention to post - and I will get to that this week, I promise - but today I have exciting news.<br /><br />Mr. Jack Ellis <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Holcombe</span> has spoken his first word.<br /><br />What did he choose, you ask?<br /><br />He said...<br /><br />Hi!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-26282523705770960282011-04-19T19:05:00.003-05:002011-04-19T19:12:35.174-05:00Mama's Boy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjW3sDGv_aIVIJoH7oJ-PVsQR0LyLl5OjP_CTbGD2G0tOpjJxvzu1-_lPm8AsEglpd7SKawHt6KY9o3DV-lu9palJqljcO7d0OPyxflBXMzs4C68XOBTJ3HuDw4Usf0LmWa3z2VoQqS1U/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597451733391197634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjW3sDGv_aIVIJoH7oJ-PVsQR0LyLl5OjP_CTbGD2G0tOpjJxvzu1-_lPm8AsEglpd7SKawHt6KY9o3DV-lu9palJqljcO7d0OPyxflBXMzs4C68XOBTJ3HuDw4Usf0LmWa3z2VoQqS1U/s320/006.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-55523336143567392582011-04-18T21:46:00.005-05:002011-04-18T21:57:17.655-05:00Funny Farm<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis9lwiHNWPweRieUQohRCzHhxbS_j3FJnY_18itScb51OzXkwUP1gdFOk9hjjd8zm5tOPuUozZ_r0RF4K_7tXJffPXec13EViH9OAQS9jUgXVrj3btMhPpVC0QXWpgvc3WVW_UTLakuKU/s1600/022.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597122717991343954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis9lwiHNWPweRieUQohRCzHhxbS_j3FJnY_18itScb51OzXkwUP1gdFOk9hjjd8zm5tOPuUozZ_r0RF4K_7tXJffPXec13EViH9OAQS9jUgXVrj3btMhPpVC0QXWpgvc3WVW_UTLakuKU/s200/022.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjK_7sCrUfi-ZohjeruV4jjjhxjhiXlafKcsP6HbpMqOP6uSLyH1eXQs1q-EV52maCYh9FXP4ZW7EkofwxW0V7uNqG_jFAddiEwfXWw_30XB3WN6GMMvLlmODlmsGw9_Af3aeJvT_JXvE/s1600/019.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597122267061327618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjK_7sCrUfi-ZohjeruV4jjjhxjhiXlafKcsP6HbpMqOP6uSLyH1eXQs1q-EV52maCYh9FXP4ZW7EkofwxW0V7uNqG_jFAddiEwfXWw_30XB3WN6GMMvLlmODlmsGw9_Af3aeJvT_JXvE/s200/019.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div>I know these posts have become somewhat of a photo bomb lately...it's just that Jack is so super cute these days & I have a tough time choosing just one picture to share. Also I might be trying to make up for the month of March when I missed pretty much every day. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Hmmm</span>. Either way, enjoy these lovely photos of Jack in his <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">jammies</span> :)</div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-70670017078647069312011-04-17T21:36:00.004-05:002011-04-17T21:49:45.318-05:00The Balancing Act<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7asA6mlZCzs7uzXhjhMFb4e59-9VzogSMPioKYOM7HGw-yya3y3k1ZB6Uns94CW_mE3TZ9dnyxmP7tVsE-k9n5v1ElrS8VQzFRODR-dIwma6gHfQMFfYjQj8AS0-QCIeNW4jBaE5jIFE/s1600/013.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596748173250806306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7asA6mlZCzs7uzXhjhMFb4e59-9VzogSMPioKYOM7HGw-yya3y3k1ZB6Uns94CW_mE3TZ9dnyxmP7tVsE-k9n5v1ElrS8VQzFRODR-dIwma6gHfQMFfYjQj8AS0-QCIeNW4jBaE5jIFE/s200/013.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCPCxloo8Zt4FUKtlkMgbA4AXz5fkwJKi_yCz8w6rUWDd-gorPAoDpc1FAHR0DbpaT__3T8LhVT6f10ljNHiEWJ2n0q8-roccrfXEZed4NymOk0SzSCjy7MF-Z05npSyqIeMX69bEjRQE/s1600/011.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596748167710985794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCPCxloo8Zt4FUKtlkMgbA4AXz5fkwJKi_yCz8w6rUWDd-gorPAoDpc1FAHR0DbpaT__3T8LhVT6f10ljNHiEWJ2n0q8-roccrfXEZed4NymOk0SzSCjy7MF-Z05npSyqIeMX69bEjRQE/s200/011.JPG" /></a> <br /><div>As Jack gets older, more of his personality is emerging. So far, we've seen that he has a bit of a temper - he currently throws temper tantrums that include him throwing his head back and spinning in circles, followed by a dramatic fall to the ground and rolling around. It's hard not to laugh when he's mid-tantrum, although we try not to, since we don't want to reinforce the behavior. Another thing we've noticed is that he has quite the sense of humor. He will do silly things to get our attention - such as putting a bowl on his head<span style="font-size:85%;"> (see how I tied that in to today's pictures?).</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> He has also been experimenting with making different sounds. Still no talking yet, and he is sneaky about his "talking" because he will only practice in his crib when he thinks we aren't paying attention - but one of these days I think we are going to be surprised with an actual word. Maybe. </span></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-9535160774275031952011-04-16T15:08:00.003-05:002011-04-16T15:21:45.979-05:00Top Chef<img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596276623580223234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ43IaZ2nwK03hN0e_nI2BrXeX33kcSFYdfsMUELR4ayk2wSwiemSIS9CTfjwDGyNnB89MO4s2Y4sYYBNQT7H67tKK2btI_G1NucPrrXS6JjO98_Sh1M4QXI2h4f1DeFmxgMF8ZK4-3Wk/s200/006.JPG" />Jack is very helpful in the kitchen. He helps unload the dishwasher, as well as all the cupboards and drawers. He has a few favorite items - the ones he usually steals <span style="font-size:85%;">(and carries off to hide around the house)</span> are: the giant spatula, a red cooking spoon, a small frying pan & lid and his multicolored baby spoons. After a busy morning of cooking, he was quite worn out. He snuggled with his favorite stuffed animal <span style="font-size:85%;">(he <em>loves</em> Baby Tad - best Craigslist find ever!)</span> and quickly fell asleep. perhaps he is dreaming of the next meal he will help prepare...or the next item he will swipe from the kitchen! <br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPyI8uV0Zl1a-Ghxm01O9O0tDXxbnGgA-DFg_BbF4VE0C5wnk3h8KwhFTfWS4FZXnfkhwjYbDEKXG7Ji04BXUA7FiiOUNbOVvNK-HaxHzacifKvIdE3pF77GZru9JTGqEY3yuTkzzUKqM/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596276277006091570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPyI8uV0Zl1a-Ghxm01O9O0tDXxbnGgA-DFg_BbF4VE0C5wnk3h8KwhFTfWS4FZXnfkhwjYbDEKXG7Ji04BXUA7FiiOUNbOVvNK-HaxHzacifKvIdE3pF77GZru9JTGqEY3yuTkzzUKqM/s200/007.JPG" /></a></p>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-71431706508979022352011-04-15T20:06:00.005-05:002011-04-16T08:08:10.153-05:00Friday Fun<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9eN97mmdh4TBV7GQJ-fwZwGth__xOaQVxXLoqzkeXXVjEsQZDhWJg_QF-WZh7AI0d33oaGFOVq3BykBl80cd9JegyWSCw5NBJyFCDrxe84jROiRid5eFiPy5OUL3wOq2TqDS912-IV08/s1600/018.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595982354265460514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9eN97mmdh4TBV7GQJ-fwZwGth__xOaQVxXLoqzkeXXVjEsQZDhWJg_QF-WZh7AI0d33oaGFOVq3BykBl80cd9JegyWSCw5NBJyFCDrxe84jROiRid5eFiPy5OUL3wOq2TqDS912-IV08/s200/018.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8iql5YRJhM30IVGIAfe3YWPa9legKPtsZSVKCxKs5jRIXYZEdQevOgh6i4F3NkfYlR_nmsRzyNyxIR9YboI2URlRfCJ_2AwYsLqS5bzrgnPSEPUVo4XwOuMfQVUIqYPAEkS1Tqh4BmM8/s1600/023.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595985819099646882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8iql5YRJhM30IVGIAfe3YWPa9legKPtsZSVKCxKs5jRIXYZEdQevOgh6i4F3NkfYlR_nmsRzyNyxIR9YboI2URlRfCJ_2AwYsLqS5bzrgnPSEPUVo4XwOuMfQVUIqYPAEkS1Tqh4BmM8/s200/023.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMAhj-_wO1m0Qj_3r2M49ORMxmvYlhNemcY2gjolTiBxIfkk7_QmuVxuWHh-s5Z7Hcx79qHdc33V0c3q1Qv-EjZm2tmPJxh8vn0lqFDpdYNHUj3Ky3wDvym_R7yT71VbqlQzblwT05nb0/s1600/009.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595982350672766402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMAhj-_wO1m0Qj_3r2M49ORMxmvYlhNemcY2gjolTiBxIfkk7_QmuVxuWHh-s5Z7Hcx79qHdc33V0c3q1Qv-EjZm2tmPJxh8vn0lqFDpdYNHUj3Ky3wDvym_R7yT71VbqlQzblwT05nb0/s200/009.JPG" /></a> After a week full of work, school and being busy...Jack just needs some time to unwind. He spent the evening eating pizza, playing with Daddy, hiding my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">iPod</span> <span style="font-size:85%;">(I <em>still </em>can't find it...even after searching for almost an hour), <span style="font-size:100%;">annoying <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Cassady</span> and her friend, jumping in his Johnny Jump Up, dancing</span> (until I got out the camera - so I have yet to capture his cool moves), , </span><span style="font-size:100%;">destroying the living room/getting all his toys out, and trying to steal my camera. He also practiced being as cute as possible - so that all the not-so-fun things listed didn't really matter one bit! </span><span style="font-size:85%;">(except the missing <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">iPod</span> - I'd really like to find that!!)</span> <br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj37TkVKX16gh8CEOH_jSc8r-frMF8CiZEYIpsgtTxqo17Vd15F7_Edbyifgmb_OS9xEzCZPbMJSScVbSr2exRPRVyHsTOj_NBgWezVB22fWO9LLQq_BDEDxUzBwkx0VBHoqdTBQx10UqY/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595982344108027362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj37TkVKX16gh8CEOH_jSc8r-frMF8CiZEYIpsgtTxqo17Vd15F7_Edbyifgmb_OS9xEzCZPbMJSScVbSr2exRPRVyHsTOj_NBgWezVB22fWO9LLQq_BDEDxUzBwkx0VBHoqdTBQx10UqY/s200/001.JPG" /></a></span></p>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-83011860693036662882011-04-14T06:52:00.006-05:002011-04-14T07:02:37.440-05:00The Many Faces of Morning<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvJkP8A4KXDL4PqKB3NaXDZvD8h2RrnUtzS-2mK9oLJSQEPSvQsfjgKMmF84x1PPpBYCF8I-pRvs3H0QpjEIypSWsEC7b9w3NFIRhIWb5RHtderNAMbcK-LJizy14kfVimMkvsGAxrgTU/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595406443090297442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvJkP8A4KXDL4PqKB3NaXDZvD8h2RrnUtzS-2mK9oLJSQEPSvQsfjgKMmF84x1PPpBYCF8I-pRvs3H0QpjEIypSWsEC7b9w3NFIRhIWb5RHtderNAMbcK-LJizy14kfVimMkvsGAxrgTU/s200/002.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsTEs3nuWIg009XXl8TE5rJYZLqZs27klOi2dEOkEIT0VDrwsU4KWjfB5Dlf9_PSpsBYGpm-OesA1P_DHfsLZKIjNxaYnNC8dhxmME67GXCyNZJ7kVK90zF86dADUaMfVon-T9AP32SFw/s1600/004.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595406448379757922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsTEs3nuWIg009XXl8TE5rJYZLqZs27klOi2dEOkEIT0VDrwsU4KWjfB5Dlf9_PSpsBYGpm-OesA1P_DHfsLZKIjNxaYnNC8dhxmME67GXCyNZJ7kVK90zF86dADUaMfVon-T9AP32SFw/s200/004.JPG" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6OQyemiaGZTeUTLpoTxjB_koAKAiiwuFNpXCu7S5acIBDaGQ1w1fXz77czNmXymJtObHI_mInW75yH1oEbKnrSja85AynDsCMOUTigGKsmijC7JArdhz78KWAIpdWaKTbvtIYdUxLwVA/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595406433221002930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6OQyemiaGZTeUTLpoTxjB_koAKAiiwuFNpXCu7S5acIBDaGQ1w1fXz77czNmXymJtObHI_mInW75yH1oEbKnrSja85AynDsCMOUTigGKsmijC7JArdhz78KWAIpdWaKTbvtIYdUxLwVA/s200/001.JPG" /></a><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595406437354449330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn1Gnbxywf8DfPt0PwneQ8XbrHjZ7lAjc5alZACBJVLrFgSatJ26N18gFAGQqNxQk9gc2pX8QBWZZiB_F_GWtqOcKDmd9pvgKfkOYjgYuFWW4bW2KBhUbhBmqMWRUdU5-2NT6vTZAVo10/s200/003.JPG" /> </div><br /><div><span style="font-size:78%;">PS: yes, that is yesterday's outfit. last night Jack fell asleep in his Johnny Jump Up & we didn't get him changed into jammies :)</span></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-54743305497851284692011-04-13T19:27:00.003-05:002011-04-13T19:34:49.262-05:00Game Boy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8lZ7Fw-wkqybU_pIVWFnDh0w9YcvbGCnnTSf62ttH6ZlXasFn_HO3-Q_T9EwBZ5HeCLOGH44LgMmC_CPYKfFEMvJG30IrSq9c2CV1j_Whe4F928S5rFEVNwDjJ9DhY6-Y4C1S8aDh7MU/s1600/029.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595229688125535138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8lZ7Fw-wkqybU_pIVWFnDh0w9YcvbGCnnTSf62ttH6ZlXasFn_HO3-Q_T9EwBZ5HeCLOGH44LgMmC_CPYKfFEMvJG30IrSq9c2CV1j_Whe4F928S5rFEVNwDjJ9DhY6-Y4C1S8aDh7MU/s200/029.JPG" /></a> The controller returns! Over the last few months, Jack has been distracted by other electronics and toys. Tonight however, he needed to get in on the gaming action - he wanted to help Cassady! Apparently, today he also figured out how to turn on the TV and start a Netflix movie. Another round of babyproofing will be taking place at our house over the weekend!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-35559118384393531062011-04-12T19:55:00.004-05:002011-04-12T20:01:44.125-05:00Oh Jammie Boy*<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPjh5VWFtL_qgqOll16Nsqr3Q04nQTzPgD-l9ShekUdLjI9MtSn013juRicFtqfv-Ta3UO8iqcQewuLDrohjCrr8LG-92bjLCYEc8u4fFuzal2nZlSBZ7IP48wvFpe02pkJE1z0WyE_3c/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594865575247886930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPjh5VWFtL_qgqOll16Nsqr3Q04nQTzPgD-l9ShekUdLjI9MtSn013juRicFtqfv-Ta3UO8iqcQewuLDrohjCrr8LG-92bjLCYEc8u4fFuzal2nZlSBZ7IP48wvFpe02pkJE1z0WyE_3c/s200/007.JPG" /></a> For the first few weeks I worked, Jack was sleeping the majority of the time I was gone, so it didn't bother me as much to leave him. Now, though, since I miss out on playing with him all day...it's really hard to leave him every day! Some days he cries when I walk out the door, so I've quickly learned to slip out as unobtrusively as possible. This may work to trick him - but I'm still sad!! <span style="font-size:78%;"><br /><br /><br />*Possible failure at play on words :)</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-32453063516744328162011-04-11T21:22:00.006-05:002011-04-11T21:34:27.474-05:00Drumroll, Please<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGEPKde1niyj2Ct3IR7008Yab4KvFsEOPP6-zBGntHRqT-BDKucxXEsNoyX730mxHrONZo8XeLSEuHQyps0safn6W713dcDvQa6S0nuDSY9cJdpr4SusjOSUeFKmXUXkjUd0DciB69pNc/s1600/039.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594517865559764450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGEPKde1niyj2Ct3IR7008Yab4KvFsEOPP6-zBGntHRqT-BDKucxXEsNoyX730mxHrONZo8XeLSEuHQyps0safn6W713dcDvQa6S0nuDSY9cJdpr4SusjOSUeFKmXUXkjUd0DciB69pNc/s200/039.JPG" /></a>After months of intense practice, Jack is ready to debut his newest skill. <br /><div></div><br /><div>We'll need a volunteer from the audience to assist. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Your line: "How Big Is Jack?"</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>His <span style="font-size:85%;">(non-verbal)</span> response: "<strong>SO</strong> Big!"</div><br /><div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-42684398667158487362011-04-10T20:42:00.002-05:002011-04-10T20:52:22.045-05:00Self Feeding: Spaghetti<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz0vwE_7klrTrYihm1k8C5xjnVCgotr5-CxCkITxOxmgVoyERiXAzdPWTFSbibDBTtnLFDT9Sq-P0pGlf6I9Y-ovuAtd4_lNcMBagyQKl0GcPsCtTYOQwIh-co02DchEjHlhnOJUf4SGM/s1600/017.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594136662515309474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz0vwE_7klrTrYihm1k8C5xjnVCgotr5-CxCkITxOxmgVoyERiXAzdPWTFSbibDBTtnLFDT9Sq-P0pGlf6I9Y-ovuAtd4_lNcMBagyQKl0GcPsCtTYOQwIh-co02DchEjHlhnOJUf4SGM/s200/017.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKQpIg0AEXrVnqipCZKx6cBLFeC9HLhb6lEH09ob-8EU0Q73QXpfsg9SDZOW9oJdf9n_E2TE4fAUVY1Kk3Dh6PVfVNlWR22P62ua2o0C__gRo_KQjHc5BdgLNpl0R-a3TB0brV2ezZk9o/s1600/033.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594136657767915490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKQpIg0AEXrVnqipCZKx6cBLFeC9HLhb6lEH09ob-8EU0Q73QXpfsg9SDZOW9oJdf9n_E2TE4fAUVY1Kk3Dh6PVfVNlWR22P62ua2o0C__gRo_KQjHc5BdgLNpl0R-a3TB0brV2ezZk9o/s200/033.JPG" /></a></p><br /><div align="center">Shortly after these pictures were taken, little Mr. Messy had a bath. </div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfTUkTSZ9vSfj0EMMh9FZWyO4YvAFTdXK2-U_liI5KwcbWAUeLjlmViZsFfMpsmcoQPolcye3P24WKS894-AING4Y6pFFkCuEAHUvQeBrkFS_akc1SGgunM59dGnFfEW8avcyv0Pfb1jU/s1600/025.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594136652606920290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfTUkTSZ9vSfj0EMMh9FZWyO4YvAFTdXK2-U_liI5KwcbWAUeLjlmViZsFfMpsmcoQPolcye3P24WKS894-AING4Y6pFFkCuEAHUvQeBrkFS_akc1SGgunM59dGnFfEW8avcyv0Pfb1jU/s200/025.JPG" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">Then it was dinner time & we started the process all over again :)</p>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-43698314072291561292011-04-09T18:23:00.002-05:002011-04-09T18:31:33.733-05:00Snack Time<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAufJ3XbEUd2qygWu2kaMzAmawjt1t6Been6wLyDDV6VTLMHndqPT2yE4oHsgrEFNZorCbwAYlWRHbKLES-lBEDaujjsI90ow6ICHhqk-utamBpr0wxzRR8LUFB1drNUMEXvNcz1gXwH0/s1600/010.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593729325107868274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAufJ3XbEUd2qygWu2kaMzAmawjt1t6Been6wLyDDV6VTLMHndqPT2yE4oHsgrEFNZorCbwAYlWRHbKLES-lBEDaujjsI90ow6ICHhqk-utamBpr0wxzRR8LUFB1drNUMEXvNcz1gXwH0/s200/010.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGwWPeQhpSTl2JStv9c8QsHPPZTsttRvBSyPuQGtt6fDG_w6qJRJoIk19CfXjzr6VUX3CdMUBjGteqYK8T_78XKkOtvQ_LWVNoMtO61hzAi51lfmUzIYQ13LluEnMNeX1zpZwVvAKY9I0/s1600/036.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593729333270653250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGwWPeQhpSTl2JStv9c8QsHPPZTsttRvBSyPuQGtt6fDG_w6qJRJoIk19CfXjzr6VUX3CdMUBjGteqYK8T_78XKkOtvQ_LWVNoMtO61hzAi51lfmUzIYQ13LluEnMNeX1zpZwVvAKY9I0/s200/036.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7uCYie0gnrjkkMV1GsTdReRA9nkqMkPbGJ-z3GQw1Q1-oRMlW2q-I6TAwjojaQ0p_EsNPQgpq6khOtp63xBc1icR1kV0rGGc5_LHAUcqleYes0E9EIppGvlG6rsusrCCu6wXNcmTmSGU/s1600/013.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593729328598767650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7uCYie0gnrjkkMV1GsTdReRA9nkqMkPbGJ-z3GQw1Q1-oRMlW2q-I6TAwjojaQ0p_EsNPQgpq6khOtp63xBc1icR1kV0rGGc5_LHAUcqleYes0E9EIppGvlG6rsusrCCu6wXNcmTmSGU/s200/013.JPG" /></a> <br /><div></div><br /><div>Apparently, we are past the point where I can leave a box of crackers on the counter. I walked out of the kitchen to find a certain little someone snacking away on his favorite treat. Since he usually gets a small handful of bunnies <span style="font-size:85%;">(or goldfish or chickadees - depending on where we shopped for the week!) </span><span style="font-size:100%;">in his snack cup, access to the whole box must have felt like Christmas all over again for him! </span></div><br /><div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-48092231979327003232011-04-07T16:47:00.005-05:002011-04-07T17:03:54.218-05:00Playing Catch Up...Whew! It's been awhile, hasn't it?! I started working full time back on February 18 - who knew working would interfere so much with my blogging schedule!! After spending the last month working a crazy schedule (4pm - 2am), I am starting in a new position with new hours on Monday. (8:30-5, like a normal person!) I will try to resume normal picture posting again - I know how you've missed your Jack updates :) <br /><div><br /><div>So what have we been up to lately? Well...we've done some shopping....some hanging out on the car in our manly flannel shirts....</div><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCyNUAfNBPxtE5IEv819CMRhxxKEyXyKJTao1hUu-XGIRoXuw1aRMQrYfEHtlRgi1pDy1kvKDqRlvGaVdlvf2fhRx0TqyQ8WHOcvFjFZ9LnyJUjoi9wK4xNK2XTSQOZ3qS4n-BzJPVAVY/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592963117071543394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCyNUAfNBPxtE5IEv819CMRhxxKEyXyKJTao1hUu-XGIRoXuw1aRMQrYfEHtlRgi1pDy1kvKDqRlvGaVdlvf2fhRx0TqyQ8WHOcvFjFZ9LnyJUjoi9wK4xNK2XTSQOZ3qS4n-BzJPVAVY/s200/001.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNQGFVhocwbqd6aokazyiSZMbnZfOre_nMIRcOYpGTzZv-3fvTq7A2neP0zH8irU3RXHO5zd-z0qVkgj3FZwfFXBLz5ne7QbAnQq3UwY7SZyfKXa9QOLVLVrvQb4maE6g-sw7twJiaBus/s1600/010.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592963121689687826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNQGFVhocwbqd6aokazyiSZMbnZfOre_nMIRcOYpGTzZv-3fvTq7A2neP0zH8irU3RXHO5zd-z0qVkgj3FZwfFXBLz5ne7QbAnQq3UwY7SZyfKXa9QOLVLVrvQb4maE6g-sw7twJiaBus/s200/010.JPG" /></a></p><br /><div>and we've spent time riding in the car,being super cute.... </div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijmW64adSH2KVMIZsC7_Q8EyiJbMzjIplAsJ3WfOqt58b6SUR6T6N1bAb7TpBF9RG8A-rMYZBWUSRc24dB0h9kkWio6SPdglSJKDg-CJz8H6Ii_3rx8-J64XKje4xmolE1buxvLVrd-N8/s1600/019.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592964381744951794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijmW64adSH2KVMIZsC7_Q8EyiJbMzjIplAsJ3WfOqt58b6SUR6T6N1bAb7TpBF9RG8A-rMYZBWUSRc24dB0h9kkWio6SPdglSJKDg-CJz8H6Ii_3rx8-J64XKje4xmolE1buxvLVrd-N8/s200/019.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQK35EG6ukpmPurkocDT9XzH_vamKJSVq_nmkvZaZlKWN7jGtQVavsiBeDN7qo8076uzb9veD0s9ip3uH8yR2kjG8qlZnipc7Fgld7mnrGlf5j-hFu4GdKrNAQrwlnc6jihoEwAR6kZNI/s1600/020.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592963125612851714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQK35EG6ukpmPurkocDT9XzH_vamKJSVq_nmkvZaZlKWN7jGtQVavsiBeDN7qo8076uzb9veD0s9ip3uH8yR2kjG8qlZnipc7Fgld7mnrGlf5j-hFu4GdKrNAQrwlnc6jihoEwAR6kZNI/s200/020.JPG" /></a></p><br /><div>Jack has also grown more teeth, learned some super cool dance moves (I will be getting video of that as soon as possible), taken everything out of the cupboards & drawers approximately 96 times (per day) and has added to his repertoire of noises/words. That's right - he's now saying "mama", "baba" and something that sounds pretty close to "hi", but he hasn't quite mastered the "h" yet. Stay tuned. </div><br /><p align="left"></p></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-32541770626437994892011-03-16T22:18:00.004-05:002011-03-16T22:28:22.273-05:00A Lovey For Jack<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3gSChZrMANK93g_kCL8KsPg1gj8dSX5lMf41wRzfT_O4yWJEtUdZkLIPDprHLkGpgep-Syg8bB8MYBUmr-CVkK_BkK-aB9YZz83D3xUTS9e93aM0kSeB9x0-5P-KH1GAGbKiRTnT8ypk/s1600/013.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584883495957139634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3gSChZrMANK93g_kCL8KsPg1gj8dSX5lMf41wRzfT_O4yWJEtUdZkLIPDprHLkGpgep-Syg8bB8MYBUmr-CVkK_BkK-aB9YZz83D3xUTS9e93aM0kSeB9x0-5P-KH1GAGbKiRTnT8ypk/s200/013.JPG" /></a> Jack has found a new favorite toy. Sorry, game controller, but Baby Tad is the top dog...err frog..now. Tad is quite gifted - he sings songs and has buttons that light up. He also requires frequent battery changes, or his normally friendly voice takes on a rather sinister tone. That doesn't seem to bother Jack much - he loves this stuffed frog!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">PS: Tooth update. Jack grew 5 teeth in the last week. Yes, You read that correctly. FIVE.</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-18640969737359568182011-03-03T13:17:00.002-06:002011-03-03T13:28:10.031-06:00Jumping Jack*<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5_Vg-UzySsDoY4jbdGpFaIJEt32hTvmf0GIkk9dwdmwO_g7j7BLvnUNfcLET_i-isE-IAY7WDC0jml8_abWVZK5dJ-1SyVip1jgzKrWYEe0u4-Fr-4qeUPevECNEzkoa71PsKTLaITLU/s1600/015.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579935606169581138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5_Vg-UzySsDoY4jbdGpFaIJEt32hTvmf0GIkk9dwdmwO_g7j7BLvnUNfcLET_i-isE-IAY7WDC0jml8_abWVZK5dJ-1SyVip1jgzKrWYEe0u4-Fr-4qeUPevECNEzkoa71PsKTLaITLU/s200/015.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVjNpNAi1mzqU4JJWUav__lDYpiqBoLGrU54D6cTxWHo5zhc_vWy7Cx7vUeyV3R_Jw5diUTECsmuG0hH4Vs3WzIl1zu7t5ZCZ9DjJY8gzJDrMgLE73cMxBDugq1ULcw9cFBu5esTo4UFQ/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579935614745900658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVjNpNAi1mzqU4JJWUav__lDYpiqBoLGrU54D6cTxWHo5zhc_vWy7Cx7vUeyV3R_Jw5diUTECsmuG0hH4Vs3WzIl1zu7t5ZCZ9DjJY8gzJDrMgLE73cMxBDugq1ULcw9cFBu5esTo4UFQ/s200/006.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Jack has figured out the mini trampoline. He thinks climbing on it is pretty fun. Once on top of the trampoline, he will stand and survey the room with a very proud look. He then bounces up & down for a few minutes, still sporting the very self-satisfied expression. He hasn't quite gotten the hang of getting down yet - he stands on the trampoline and yells loudly until he receives assistance. And then, 9 times out of 10, he climbs right back on and begins the process all over again.</div><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">* You knew that title had to happen someday!!</span></div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-54484073561022028572011-03-02T16:29:00.000-06:002011-03-03T13:32:03.813-06:00Wordless Wednesday: Kickin' Back<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4g4hNe7xguvUSTiS0Zw79TegA8YkmUsdddTdEuoMFjI19vb6bzV0KOIi3859O-XYq1LZGuVah-scPaeE32gzNyEQlFZZwYrRv7iAp-lztRU4aXmd3HzsdjY2lYiy6s6pGB-Z0B1qPfXU/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579938467586348594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4g4hNe7xguvUSTiS0Zw79TegA8YkmUsdddTdEuoMFjI19vb6bzV0KOIi3859O-XYq1LZGuVah-scPaeE32gzNyEQlFZZwYrRv7iAp-lztRU4aXmd3HzsdjY2lYiy6s6pGB-Z0B1qPfXU/s200/003.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-11170519351759686162011-03-01T14:54:00.004-06:002011-03-01T15:01:15.886-06:00(Remote) Control Issues<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw_3xvyXBNejMDSt9gL4wLLfVPZhv-QRAev07Nbb0_Fv64g_8sRROa5sCuLV-ENusByLIpmZF-l7xkzIcAdiGqN8Q3mgI4eWwBfUu57MkDUAVpJBN2VGRkWf9VKZ6es9RN3RObAi-tvXE/s1600/008.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579218507986781842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw_3xvyXBNejMDSt9gL4wLLfVPZhv-QRAev07Nbb0_Fv64g_8sRROa5sCuLV-ENusByLIpmZF-l7xkzIcAdiGqN8Q3mgI4eWwBfUu57MkDUAVpJBN2VGRkWf9VKZ6es9RN3RObAi-tvXE/s200/008.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxZR2qGg4vBvtHBADEthGYXGgcRHK2qJ_jzEHanDKbgdBFuGUS2-Vj9aDqMgz-GdWi3wUgGYEGvrUOSsNfTQZRWdhJzWYrtDaqjbA0RP3kf0FQBkg52lq1ZdIl7I0hRzPbpVtJoUEfAoU/s1600/013.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579218513969035634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxZR2qGg4vBvtHBADEthGYXGgcRHK2qJ_jzEHanDKbgdBFuGUS2-Vj9aDqMgz-GdWi3wUgGYEGvrUOSsNfTQZRWdhJzWYrtDaqjbA0RP3kf0FQBkg52lq1ZdIl7I0hRzPbpVtJoUEfAoU/s200/013.JPG" /></a><br /><div>I picked up this snazzy remote control car <span style="font-size:85%;">(found it on the clearance rack - <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">yay</span>!) </span>a few days ago. He understands the basic concept: hit the button and the car goes. He's also figured out that it's really fun to pull <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">JoJo</span> <span style="font-size:85%;">(the blue bunny)</span> out of the car. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Cassady</span>, however, enjoys the fact that if you drive the car into the wall enough times, the bunny is ejected from the vehicle and says "ouch!". She is teaching him lots of bad driving habits!</div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-34305822864425319292011-02-27T15:54:00.003-06:002011-02-27T16:02:19.709-06:00A Puzzling Situation<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDTlJWTuo_0i23-etmh34AoI5EfYI_j7yiZU7beF671Pvwo6WIax0lGHlb2yTPvHEVzA7M2-0Y4ua9HGLEUjJTSwyle508DfF5PglWATLQLyRM8U8rkY0SPj3bYfQZ-8-B0YiItrkmlkk/s1600/025.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578491353156889202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDTlJWTuo_0i23-etmh34AoI5EfYI_j7yiZU7beF671Pvwo6WIax0lGHlb2yTPvHEVzA7M2-0Y4ua9HGLEUjJTSwyle508DfF5PglWATLQLyRM8U8rkY0SPj3bYfQZ-8-B0YiItrkmlkk/s200/025.JPG" /></a><br />We've been on a "quiet toys" kick lately. First there was the <a href="http://365babyjack.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-toy-4876.html">shape sorter</a>, then the <a href="http://365babyjack.blogspot.com/2011/02/cant-fence-me-in.html">ball pit</a> <span style="font-size:85%;">(he can be noisy while using it, but it doesn't technically play music/make noise...so it counts, right?)</span> and now we have a puzzle. He understands the basic concept: remove the pieces and then replace them. He has a bit of trouble putting the pieces back in the right spot - he likes to just set <span style="font-size:85%;">(okay...throw)</span> them on top of the puzzle. I'm not too worried about that - it <em>is</em> an ages 2 and up puzzle, after all!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-69882295241677155642011-02-25T12:40:00.005-06:002011-02-25T14:48:55.962-06:00Team Edward?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSzWenToGEp7wqleue2jSQiBt3M3BoippBLA69nNSS9WcGltcKYIWHKCDLqGhOXWS22pslRcemN5fP6fSWAY88WXomMmvyp16ACl6pgWfbmWShaokHRSAz0BOlf0l122F259yVnion4-w/s1600/edward+022.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 148px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577699632650967106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSzWenToGEp7wqleue2jSQiBt3M3BoippBLA69nNSS9WcGltcKYIWHKCDLqGhOXWS22pslRcemN5fP6fSWAY88WXomMmvyp16ACl6pgWfbmWShaokHRSAz0BOlf0l122F259yVnion4-w/s200/edward+022.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgvL71pEEGdTeTk8JzU-_-uUJ02pf_Jz_dJ0a4vJGfeoK896fJ4lqOEFMk-h-1vb2K5MvxquE9NkASLqKgZFOpZlroGn-wOzxjExEAq2d3phhZ1Nzs9ICrxNQ51nvrr7DfkZlXHzuj3JM/s1600/edward+023.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577699628294799522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgvL71pEEGdTeTk8JzU-_-uUJ02pf_Jz_dJ0a4vJGfeoK896fJ4lqOEFMk-h-1vb2K5MvxquE9NkASLqKgZFOpZlroGn-wOzxjExEAq2d3phhZ1Nzs9ICrxNQ51nvrr7DfkZlXHzuj3JM/s200/edward+023.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Twilight fever has hit our house. Hard. I do want to point out, however, that it is mostly Cassady who is affected by this obsession. Jack seems to be rather unimpressed with the sparkly vampire. Perhaps he's more of a Jacob fan?</div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-13725738020249642982011-02-19T19:08:00.002-06:002011-02-20T21:14:00.074-06:00Can't Fence Me In<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioUjxJimqgFPyFq5FEb5-KTnKh1NCGTK-V22qGVtu9_JGvn0TCTpqqAq-yRvv2uhY8qmgcji73RHxEhUP6gEXPVWb5Iw4vy56EAzeBuEFGbbx2j089CH1KB1T2urNLafGATE-bVVlt5iI/s1600/Cassady+turns+11+130.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575975620915227266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioUjxJimqgFPyFq5FEb5-KTnKh1NCGTK-V22qGVtu9_JGvn0TCTpqqAq-yRvv2uhY8qmgcji73RHxEhUP6gEXPVWb5Iw4vy56EAzeBuEFGbbx2j089CH1KB1T2urNLafGATE-bVVlt5iI/s200/Cassady+turns+11+130.JPG" /></a>Oh wait....turns out I <em>can</em> fence him in! We decided to purchase a few new items for Jack today: a play yard/baby cage and a blue pool, which I filled with (200) balls. Jack really liked being in his new play area for about 5 minutes. After he realized that he could not get out, he became rather agitated. Ball pit to the rescue - he was quickly distracted by the new toys and was happy for at least another 5 minutes. This new set up may take a little getting used to!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-12343765672317081922011-02-18T22:14:00.002-06:002011-02-20T21:17:30.371-06:00Tell Us How You Really Feel...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6FiByKA44NfBcA-W2E1YnrUpTmA2M6srrScq10JxImoObMANjuJh3kUCSqpIfk8NwLVTltgqw8bLzAR__3nZLrIDIj9_1utQ4ZuaBzXz4XiLICf4kX2YQHe8lHyEo9osS2BHNikqRIFA/s1600/Cassady+turns+11+090.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575976367994546610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6FiByKA44NfBcA-W2E1YnrUpTmA2M6srrScq10JxImoObMANjuJh3kUCSqpIfk8NwLVTltgqw8bLzAR__3nZLrIDIj9_1utQ4ZuaBzXz4XiLICf4kX2YQHe8lHyEo9osS2BHNikqRIFA/s200/Cassady+turns+11+090.JPG" /></a>We did a little shopping today for <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Cassady's</span> upcoming birthday. Jack is a real trooper when it comes to shopping trips, but as you can see, he is <em>not </em>shy about letting us know how he feels about being confined in the cart!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-8898739346958703792011-02-17T21:18:00.002-06:002011-02-20T21:23:21.762-06:00Out Like A Light<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLvCyhUM8o-p9WsnmQNGcunDqrXg3vUBRoSC8xvDS5MeZdmA6SakMVR4YUq8WifU_qy_ppoqmIT_RIvPmscGuoLBx_zoIfaFgLLve8GLf7nhPXRlQsmWV1DH8ioHqD0PbzjRwB5F8aWrQ/s1600/Cassady+turns+11+088.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575977202582513922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLvCyhUM8o-p9WsnmQNGcunDqrXg3vUBRoSC8xvDS5MeZdmA6SakMVR4YUq8WifU_qy_ppoqmIT_RIvPmscGuoLBx_zoIfaFgLLve8GLf7nhPXRlQsmWV1DH8ioHqD0PbzjRwB5F8aWrQ/s200/Cassady+turns+11+088.JPG" /></a>Looks like all the climbing and running is wearing him out. Seriously...climbing. He figured out how to get up on top of a file box and was standing, proud smile firmly in place, just waiting for us to notice. We noticed all right...and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">immediately</span> Jack-<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">proofed</span> the room (again). I relish his <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">naps</span> - if he's sleeping he's not being naughty!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-23671195574635136682011-02-14T08:00:00.003-06:002011-02-14T10:11:28.158-06:00Sharing The Love<div style="WIDTH: 425px; HEIGHT: 494px" class="sflyProductPreviewWidget"><br /><a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery"><img src="http://images-community.shutterfly.com/prs/v1/2CbsWrhy5Z0/2CbsWrhy5Z06G/p/67b0de21b3127d902548/JPEG/1296416150000/0/" /></a><br /><br /></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-68532873706755027832011-02-13T19:11:00.007-06:002011-02-14T10:50:47.831-06:00Winter Walk<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgfGrj3FKDUn5MkFdxwy5rqxYeNJt-2A2QlCVoPFhhNl9JTTQQWQh44qCx7szhjT_R5xIDo8zIigqugjR_NtekW7DU_sq3sAZfFYF53iRJhtzVFxYTVWCEVxuIbxjggSUr-YM8OGGGEls/s1600/mempark+2-13-2011+002.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573585441095705826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgfGrj3FKDUn5MkFdxwy5rqxYeNJt-2A2QlCVoPFhhNl9JTTQQWQh44qCx7szhjT_R5xIDo8zIigqugjR_NtekW7DU_sq3sAZfFYF53iRJhtzVFxYTVWCEVxuIbxjggSUr-YM8OGGGEls/s200/mempark+2-13-2011+002.JPG" /></a>We celebrated an amazing 64 degree day with a trip to the park. The sun was shining, melting all the snow <span style="font-size:85%;">(note the bottom of my jeans: Jack and I got stuck in a muddy lagoon/sidewalk)</span> and it was great to be outside. We are eagerly anticipating spring....we're almost there!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Today's photography provided by <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Cassady</span>, which is why she's not in the picture with us. Next time we will ask a fellow park-goer to snap a family picture for us :)</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871300243198381776.post-36430393193225959912011-02-09T20:42:00.004-06:002011-02-09T20:54:06.922-06:00Splish Splash<div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijwqOLKhWpExbR31A9IBRbXSad4hrNnoRBAjn0hlBfHzc3CO9L_Pa_8rNkkNYqg5HVOQOfMsI1AzF45Gk2CU5HHO-ph1XXLhCCSPBGBsNJd2TQSKgFfEIB4ssRrpW-8uHjK5iPcDmC3yQ/s1600/IMG_20110209_192834%255B1%255D.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571888066011086834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijwqOLKhWpExbR31A9IBRbXSad4hrNnoRBAjn0hlBfHzc3CO9L_Pa_8rNkkNYqg5HVOQOfMsI1AzF45Gk2CU5HHO-ph1XXLhCCSPBGBsNJd2TQSKgFfEIB4ssRrpW-8uHjK5iPcDmC3yQ/s200/IMG_20110209_192834%255B1%255D.jpg" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHAP5I_KP7tqVnJfFAVEY9_nh8iy35c3SBv31JGhyphenhyphenWOCdgLVmPENghftkLXrtea1t93QdG1yVm1bxTdoSu9RtJrjpjge6XAkqu8LAHkXUzsMeNE6YIc0y-cN6kF-gEt_-RsnZVdBRoI8k/s1600/IMG_20110209_192907%255B1%255D.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571888071678353602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHAP5I_KP7tqVnJfFAVEY9_nh8iy35c3SBv31JGhyphenhyphenWOCdgLVmPENghftkLXrtea1t93QdG1yVm1bxTdoSu9RtJrjpjge6XAkqu8LAHkXUzsMeNE6YIc0y-cN6kF-gEt_-RsnZVdBRoI8k/s200/IMG_20110209_192907%255B1%255D.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Jack reached a very important milestone today. He figured out how to splash! As you can see, he took to it very quickly. So quickly, in fact, that I was soaking wet by the end of his bath. The entire bathroom was too, thanks to the fact that he discovered how to use his toys to splash the water even harder. He had <em>so</em> much fun - which is good, since he's a bit under the weather today and had been a little grumpy. Splashing perked him right up again!</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRosfJrP1bbr9_8niGTSVj2unXE1KUOPC3GJf_73dEOJjEzsdkPPfAGWFB2IbFmv2ackvRDCDTbLk5fzD-TZ8-TDmqr8ruLIeLWnmIPGUrI6oBMa0eBKt5rWKtN6Uq9QD0086TtPa3V2Q/s1600/IMG_20110209_193006%255B1%255D.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571888078757309410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRosfJrP1bbr9_8niGTSVj2unXE1KUOPC3GJf_73dEOJjEzsdkPPfAGWFB2IbFmv2ackvRDCDTbLk5fzD-TZ8-TDmqr8ruLIeLWnmIPGUrI6oBMa0eBKt5rWKtN6Uq9QD0086TtPa3V2Q/s200/IMG_20110209_193006%255B1%255D.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg_HrnaqA5QrK3zH8wgjFFB5l1rk18GM3zuencylMNAmB5eQyqNd_WECN2t6cToVx1rIqIwbORjbSd5beZD7XSMgzCfDp8IXn9dpYQxfjRDl-fS_ETpwrU4z9wAvTADtjiPDQJZmPLZVI/s1600/IMG_20110209_193132%255B1%255D.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571888084567576674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg_HrnaqA5QrK3zH8wgjFFB5l1rk18GM3zuencylMNAmB5eQyqNd_WECN2t6cToVx1rIqIwbORjbSd5beZD7XSMgzCfDp8IXn9dpYQxfjRDl-fS_ETpwrU4z9wAvTADtjiPDQJZmPLZVI/s200/IMG_20110209_193132%255B1%255D.jpg" /></a></div></div></div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04993793093632267296noreply@blogger.com0