<?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-208279239471642795</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:13:20.665-07:00</updated><category term='I&apos;m in my Bumbo'/><category term='I left the house like this...'/><category term='Capturing giggles...or the attempt rather.'/><category term='Baby Cohen visit'/><category term='Rice cereal first'/><category term='I&apos;m in my Bumbo...'/><category term='Surviving Sin City'/><title type='text'>Silly Lily</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-2988897641286806856</id><published>2010-04-30T21:50:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T22:30:51.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was quite brave, I must admit, the Friday before Easter and volunteered to have some friends &amp;amp; kiddos come over to the house for Easter egg dying activity. Ya, what &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; I thinking? I know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, we all were pleasantly surprised and pleasantly proud of our lil' terror children who, by some miracle, did not end up dying my table, by couch, any of the moms clothing, and to Cash's happiness, not him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although I give the braveness award to great friend, Shauna, who helped Lily dye all of her eggs...uh, not that Sha had a choice. Lil just sat right up on her lap and wouldn't take no for an answer...she's a bossy lil' thing. Thank you Shauna! (big thanks, cuz that meant more mimosas for me!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9unwVHTaAI/AAAAAAAAAnw/qLhaJS4atpU/s1600/IMG_3500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9unwVHTaAI/AAAAAAAAAnw/qLhaJS4atpU/s320/IMG_3500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466147021487564802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vaughn especially loves Easter activities!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9unv1RmxrI/AAAAAAAAAno/CL4W0NN0Ekw/s1600/IMG_3505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9unv1RmxrI/AAAAAAAAAno/CL4W0NN0Ekw/s320/IMG_3505.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466147012940842674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And who knew I invited Martha Stewart over? Brooke not only baked cookies that morning (what happened to the cheating ways of store bought?!) but she put them in a cute wicker basket with a fashionable striped kitchen towel to keep them warm and of course, presentation, presentation, presentation.  What?! Who are you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9unvbTA5vI/AAAAAAAAAng/OlM3D2bljSQ/s1600/IMG_3504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9unvbTA5vI/AAAAAAAAAng/OlM3D2bljSQ/s320/IMG_3504.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466147005967427314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we could tell Gretts was a seasoned "kids activity" mom; hence, just taking Gagey's shirt off right away to avoid stains. Smart lady, she is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9unuzVMvXI/AAAAAAAAAnY/pjKYyZ1rRlE/s1600/IMG_3501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9unuzVMvXI/AAAAAAAAAnY/pjKYyZ1rRlE/s320/IMG_3501.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466146995239173490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And who brought this hooligan?! Oh 3-year-olds - the discovery of making funny faces for the camera is priceless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love that Koa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9unGldXj-I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/mhCHMTsqlOY/s1600/IMG_3502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9unGldXj-I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/mhCHMTsqlOY/s320/IMG_3502.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466146304320573410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Easter Weekend continues with family fun! A few pics from our Easter Brunch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lil 110% hearts her Auntie Laura!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9unGVvEG6I/AAAAAAAAAnI/B2MSOdgm-8k/s1600/IMG_3509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9unGVvEG6I/AAAAAAAAAnI/B2MSOdgm-8k/s320/IMG_3509.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466146300099828642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now here's a motley crew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9unF6hbBNI/AAAAAAAAAnA/u_cc-vN6PwQ/s1600/IMG_3516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9unF6hbBNI/AAAAAAAAAnA/u_cc-vN6PwQ/s320/IMG_3516.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466146292794852562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our sweet tiny Lydia - love her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9unFQzRPWI/AAAAAAAAAm4/bvsF8W_FuSE/s1600/IMG_3511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9unFQzRPWI/AAAAAAAAAm4/bvsF8W_FuSE/s320/IMG_3511.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466146281595420002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we have yet another Martha in our lives...check out all the hats the kids are wearing! Melissa made bunny beanies for everyone which were just absolutely adorable...adorable! Thanks Meliss!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9unEyY1E_I/AAAAAAAAAmw/T1oPYORjhmY/s1600/IMG_3512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9unEyY1E_I/AAAAAAAAAmw/T1oPYORjhmY/s320/IMG_3512.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466146273431458802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-2988897641286806856?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/2988897641286806856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-weekend.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/2988897641286806856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/2988897641286806856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9unwVHTaAI/AAAAAAAAAnw/qLhaJS4atpU/s72-c/IMG_3500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-8134295224364694234</id><published>2010-04-30T21:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T21:50:07.732-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Megan! It's your turn!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Megan - if you're reading this blog, this is your shout out from the Bartons! It's your turn to visit Utah...you said you were coming!! Have I guilted you enough yet? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well if not, I'm playing dirty now....I know you hate to be left out, so let me just show you how much fun we had when Sar &amp;amp; James came to visit! (Sarah also straight up slipped this night up in Park City during the Sundance Film Festival...there's always comic relief when Sar's around - love her!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9uibpfpZfI/AAAAAAAAAmo/5dXYkJ_uhtw/s1600/IMG_3158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9uibpfpZfI/AAAAAAAAAmo/5dXYkJ_uhtw/s320/IMG_3158.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466141168622986738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Much to your surprise, Utah does in fact serve very large beers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9uibKsR0zI/AAAAAAAAAmg/5m0LFKsnxQs/s1600/IMG_3155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9uibKsR0zI/AAAAAAAAAmg/5m0LFKsnxQs/s320/IMG_3155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466141160354468658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kenny and I are patiently waiting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9uialz3rmI/AAAAAAAAAmY/35vrvupgEJ4/s1600/IMG_3153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9uialz3rmI/AAAAAAAAAmY/35vrvupgEJ4/s320/IMG_3153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466141150454197858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-8134295224364694234?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/8134295224364694234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/04/megan-its-your-turn.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/8134295224364694234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/8134295224364694234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/04/megan-its-your-turn.html' title='Megan! It&apos;s your turn!!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9uibpfpZfI/AAAAAAAAAmo/5dXYkJ_uhtw/s72-c/IMG_3158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-5139652099398844418</id><published>2010-04-30T21:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T21:30:02.245-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Because tutus are fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lily is lucky enough to have awesome Auntie Sydney who sends some dang cute presents...oh uh, and Uncle Branden, too, of course. :) This fancy orange tutu is just one of those to show off! Why should every girl own a tutu? Let's list a few reasons...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First and foremost - they just make a girl smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9ub2_cuQ1I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/WQMNrumRkHw/s1600/IMG_3452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9ub2_cuQ1I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/WQMNrumRkHw/s320/IMG_3452.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466133941791376210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You get to twirl and twirl while staring in the mirror to admire how it floats up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9ub2SA5f1I/AAAAAAAAAmI/1sSwsJ7AXyo/s1600/IMG_3451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9ub2SA5f1I/AAAAAAAAAmI/1sSwsJ7AXyo/s320/IMG_3451.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466133929595076434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because your friends wish they had one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9ub11KD9BI/AAAAAAAAAmA/7DQENwgxlLg/s1600/IMG_3463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9ub11KD9BI/AAAAAAAAAmA/7DQENwgxlLg/s320/IMG_3463.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466133921848882194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When you crawl up on a couch, a chair, a bed, etc, all those tulles layers up in the air with a cute tush exposed is just to die for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9ub1Y31pUI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Ze7mzdKq1Ak/s1600/IMG_3453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9ub1Y31pUI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Ze7mzdKq1Ak/s320/IMG_3453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466133914256254274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally, why every girl needs a tutu? Because they can convince even the toughest of dads for just one more piece of candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9ubZKi4WxI/AAAAAAAAAlw/XxN8mhkhbKo/s1600/IMG_3461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9ubZKi4WxI/AAAAAAAAAlw/XxN8mhkhbKo/s320/IMG_3461.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466133429373917970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-5139652099398844418?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/5139652099398844418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/04/because-tutus-are-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/5139652099398844418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/5139652099398844418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/04/because-tutus-are-fun.html' title='Because tutus are fun'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9ub2_cuQ1I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/WQMNrumRkHw/s72-c/IMG_3452.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-2278286834192253029</id><published>2010-04-30T20:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T21:07:02.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh George W...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A girl after my own heart...Ken gave me this birthday card last year and I've kept it because it's one of my absolute favorites.  Well, come to find out, Lil finds the humor in it as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-89f7ff5f02847ba2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D89f7ff5f02847ba2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331742087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7FB8C1F4FEF8A12A9C50802D485062D4A70991C9.12F9961639EFB7466247C918709AA79175B507F6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D89f7ff5f02847ba2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxBbb4M9OgSMjS-CVKUZv0Lr7FBA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D89f7ff5f02847ba2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331742087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7FB8C1F4FEF8A12A9C50802D485062D4A70991C9.12F9961639EFB7466247C918709AA79175B507F6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D89f7ff5f02847ba2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxBbb4M9OgSMjS-CVKUZv0Lr7FBA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Full disclosure of the card:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(On the front featuring our former President Bush)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"My fellow Americans, we're at war, the price of gas continues to rise, and social security will run out in a few years, but, don't worry -- I do have some good news...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(open the card and W's voice says...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I've save a bunch of money on my car insurance!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(taken, of course, from the Geico commercials! Now go watch the video again and laugh with Lil some more!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-2278286834192253029?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/2278286834192253029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-george-w.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/2278286834192253029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/2278286834192253029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-george-w.html' title='Oh George W...'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-773425126611793679</id><published>2010-04-30T20:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T20:56:24.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And why do we swim in the ocean?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Lil and I ventured down to the dinosaur museum awhile ago with our cool mama-kid pals. I'm fine with staring at giant monsters that have been long since extinct, but then much to my surprise and fear, we came upon this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9uWvkoMH4I/AAAAAAAAAlo/H_2WhYz3hQA/s1600/IMG_3485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9uWvkoMH4I/AAAAAAAAAlo/H_2WhYz3hQA/s320/IMG_3485.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466128316774489986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently, this GIANGANTIC shark (with some name that I could never attempt to spell or remember for that matter) once lived in the ocean, but scientists know little about it.  So since they don't know much about it, how the hell do they know it doesn't &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; live in the ocean? This is why I prefer lakes to the ocean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-773425126611793679?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/773425126611793679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-why-do-we-swim-in-ocean.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/773425126611793679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/773425126611793679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-why-do-we-swim-in-ocean.html' title='And why do we swim in the ocean?'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S9uWvkoMH4I/AAAAAAAAAlo/H_2WhYz3hQA/s72-c/IMG_3485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-9170939493189879124</id><published>2010-03-28T14:15:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T16:38:03.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kid Free and Zac Brown Concert Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lucky for Ken &amp;amp; I and Gretts &amp;amp; T-Bone, we have wonderful families who babysit for us so we can enjoy a night out once in awhile! And so we were off to the Zac Brown concert at the newly opened Rail Events Center a couple of weekends ago...Zac - awesome! Venue - sucked!! But that's another story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Funny, several photos felt like I'd seen them before...similar smiles, similar lighting, similar progression of worsening as the night went on.  Kenny Chesney???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Early in the night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S6-5YOV9JlI/AAAAAAAAAkw/8hzTbohDIGI/s320/IMG_3385.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453781499587143250" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Later in the night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S6-5gGRDSiI/AAAAAAAAAk4/abhgORmFAjI/s320/IMG_3410.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453781634858043938" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Early concert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S6-6iohoiMI/AAAAAAAAAlY/YqZjHUgCoGE/s1600/IMG_3395.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S6-6iohoiMI/AAAAAAAAAlY/YqZjHUgCoGE/s1600/IMG_3395.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S6-6iohoiMI/AAAAAAAAAlY/YqZjHUgCoGE/s320/IMG_3395.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453782777925765314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During concert &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(yes that is a very pregnant Gretchen dancing on a piano bench! Hey, it was the only way we could see...hence the comment about the venue sucking!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S6-6XM5L0yI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/D4gXfTy-jBI/s1600/IMG_3388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S6-6XM5L0yI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/D4gXfTy-jBI/s320/IMG_3388.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453782581529793314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;End  concert...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S6-6QYh5aYI/AAAAAAAAAlI/5yDkC_nxsCs/s1600/IMG_3412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S6-6QYh5aYI/AAAAAAAAAlI/5yDkC_nxsCs/s320/IMG_3412.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453782464394258818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least someone is resting around here...thanks for watching Lil, boys!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S6_CyYHU1XI/AAAAAAAAAlg/2GYEQUZuy9k/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453791844491384178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/208279239471642795-9170939493189879124?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/9170939493189879124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/03/kid-free-and-zac-brown-concert-night.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/9170939493189879124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/9170939493189879124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/03/kid-free-and-zac-brown-concert-night.html' title='Kid Free and Zac Brown Concert Night!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S6-5YOV9JlI/AAAAAAAAAkw/8hzTbohDIGI/s72-c/IMG_3385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-1561469643044622927</id><published>2010-03-28T14:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T14:15:15.877-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bull Riding Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And by bull, I mean Cash the Black Lab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh Cash, you are the best and most patient and most chill dog in the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S6-3nIfFeNI/AAAAAAAAAko/0wZFIYglQHc/s1600/IMG_3371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S6-3nIfFeNI/AAAAAAAAAko/0wZFIYglQHc/s320/IMG_3371.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453779556689606866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is for about 30 seconds....30 seconds of Lily jumping up and down yelling and pulling.  About 28 more patient seconds than Ken would have allowed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-1561469643044622927?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/1561469643044622927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/03/bull-riding-anyone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/1561469643044622927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/1561469643044622927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/03/bull-riding-anyone.html' title='Bull Riding Anyone?'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S6-3nIfFeNI/AAAAAAAAAko/0wZFIYglQHc/s72-c/IMG_3371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-2287669599362411318</id><published>2010-03-28T13:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T14:07:51.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sit Down Family Dinners? Ya right!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Fortunately for all of you this video cuts out; unfortunately, for Ken and I, the video is in fact real life, every night, 7 nights a week, 4 weeks in a month...you get the picture. However, this brief preview gives you an idea as to how our "family" dinners are going these days.   So moms and dads out there, when does this stage pass???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh we love our lil' Lil...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-314b931d84f9efd1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D314b931d84f9efd1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331742087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D57C59AECA75572621AB296DEECEE5B1151CAB0B3.842F63308AB39948C8388D31AEB45A56A60EADB4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D314b931d84f9efd1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzD0tdAWT-GG-vr4veYwJNHwDUc8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D314b931d84f9efd1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331742087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D57C59AECA75572621AB296DEECEE5B1151CAB0B3.842F63308AB39948C8388D31AEB45A56A60EADB4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D314b931d84f9efd1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzD0tdAWT-GG-vr4veYwJNHwDUc8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&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/208279239471642795-2287669599362411318?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/2287669599362411318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/03/sit-down-family-dinners-ya-right.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/2287669599362411318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/2287669599362411318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/03/sit-down-family-dinners-ya-right.html' title='Sit Down Family Dinners? Ya right!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-3706887694221914839</id><published>2010-03-15T21:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:56:09.891-06:00</updated><title type='text'>America's Best Dance Crew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As many have seen or heard, our lil' dancin' diva starts shaking her booty anytime the music comes on!  And this night proved to be no different as she and I kicked on American's Best Dance Crew while Ken was out of town.  A girl's night out! However, it came to an abrupt end...watch closely to see why... (if you can put this in slow motion, do it on the 2nd go around!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2ce652402e3de8a6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2ce652402e3de8a6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331742087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3892C35D05E44B2FBDFBF7BA27B825550B8662A1.24F1C0DCB0870D17CF54E919BAB199D175EFB88%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2ce652402e3de8a6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dkwp_XNLu7gqm5L5UqxOCEx4peK0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2ce652402e3de8a6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331742087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3892C35D05E44B2FBDFBF7BA27B825550B8662A1.24F1C0DCB0870D17CF54E919BAB199D175EFB88%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2ce652402e3de8a6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dkwp_XNLu7gqm5L5UqxOCEx4peK0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(and it's ok if you giggle or just straight up laugh out loud because her caring and loving mother couldn't wait to play it back...so much so, I was laughing before I hit play! BUT only after I knew it was just her pride that was hurt!!!!! I swear!!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-3706887694221914839?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/3706887694221914839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/03/americas-best-dance-crew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/3706887694221914839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/3706887694221914839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/03/americas-best-dance-crew.html' title='America&apos;s Best Dance Crew'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-6338894662910741618</id><published>2010-03-04T22:30:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T23:25:18.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Trends Just In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The do's and dont's of this season's fashion trends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do:  Shades are always in, no matter the year, the era, the season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S5CXsqQ7zMI/AAAAAAAAAjg/aw9nBLgCGUY/s320/IMG_3116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445018743006284994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't:  You can accessorize with a hair clip or two; more than that and it gets a little...crowded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S5Cbh0h-YTI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Vc2c_FXq38U/s320/IMG_3328.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445022954830061874" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do:  Wear polka dots at age 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S5CY5Oz2p-I/AAAAAAAAAj4/HN8Uoj_XEx0/s320/IMG_3286.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445020058486482914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S5CcRBqDQBI/AAAAAAAAAkY/zcsuDZPHGfo/s1600-h/IMG_3208.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't:  Not if you're carrying a 1-year-old.  Never.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S5Cg22dBA7I/AAAAAAAAAkg/e7cBEGaiL8U/s320/dzw0me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445028813681525682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do:  Layer!  Always in fashion,while also practical in the Winter season&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S5CX_HsI0vI/AAAAAAAAAjo/MDwtn678NhA/s320/IMG_3182.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445019060142658290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S5CcRBqDQBI/AAAAAAAAAkY/zcsuDZPHGfo/s1600-h/IMG_3208.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't: Put too many layers on with mismatching patterns and colors, even Lil knows this fashion basic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S5CYgp9cOPI/AAAAAAAAAjw/ac8HQi2gYmU/s320/IMG_3307.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445019636277721330" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; And the hot, new trend for hair styling this season...get ready...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Orange Juice! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You want that mane to stay put when you're out on the town? Just peel an orange and rub it in  and watch the style begin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S5CcRBqDQBI/AAAAAAAAAkY/zcsuDZPHGfo/s320/IMG_3208.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445023765807448082" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S5CX_HsI0vI/AAAAAAAAAjo/MDwtn678NhA/s1600-h/IMG_3182.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And as always, DO have your best Zoolander pose ready for those cameras!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S5CXsqQ7zMI/AAAAAAAAAjg/aw9nBLgCGUY/s1600-h/IMG_3116.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S5CXTjmLt5I/AAAAAAAAAjY/y5CiVBgdxRQ/s1600-h/IMG_3204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S5CXTjmLt5I/AAAAAAAAAjY/y5CiVBgdxRQ/s320/IMG_3204.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445018311719630738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Dressing!&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/208279239471642795-6338894662910741618?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/6338894662910741618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-trends-just-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/6338894662910741618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/6338894662910741618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-trends-just-in.html' title='New Trends Just In'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S5CXsqQ7zMI/AAAAAAAAAjg/aw9nBLgCGUY/s72-c/IMG_3116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-8489327331761723172</id><published>2010-03-04T22:08:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T22:24:13.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the World Miss Lydia Barton!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ken's brother, Rick and our sis-in-law Melissa, recently welcomed the oh-so-cute, oh-so-tiny and yeah another girl to the Barton Family...Lydia! She joined us on January 4th and has already given her mom and dad and the rest of the fam a big scare! Lydia had RSV at only 2 weeks old but thank goodness is totally healthy now, totally smiling, and totally bringing joy to our lives!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S5CSK3jrQ8I/AAAAAAAAAjI/OlEPg2OjsFw/s320/IMG_3127.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445012664900862914" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Lydia has one big fan already! Lily just loves her and is always so curious about what she's doing...totally cute.  In fact, the other day, Lil kept "lovin" Lydia's feet as she slept in her bouncy chair.  We were working really hard to convince Lil of just lovin' her feet and not her face and such...it worked - pretty well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S5CSV_mFNwI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/tGJhlAyQsa0/s1600-h/IMG_3126.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S5CSV_mFNwI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/tGJhlAyQsa0/s1600-h/IMG_3126.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S5CSV_mFNwI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/tGJhlAyQsa0/s320/IMG_3126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445012856036996866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/208279239471642795-8489327331761723172?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/8489327331761723172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/03/welcome-to-world-miss-lydia-barton.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/8489327331761723172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/8489327331761723172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/03/welcome-to-world-miss-lydia-barton.html' title='Welcome to the World Miss Lydia Barton!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S5CSK3jrQ8I/AAAAAAAAAjI/OlEPg2OjsFw/s72-c/IMG_3127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-9176369326225299436</id><published>2010-02-20T13:37:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T22:05:43.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day At the Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So some of us mamas decided to start getting together on Fridays with the kiddos, so the little ones can all play together...that's the cover story.  The real story, so us moms can get together and have some girl gab time and not go kid crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was our first get together...Wheeler Farm...5 crazy kids...a gazillion crazier geese or ducks or some sort of  psycho cross breed! These things are scary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S4BJvFGvXYI/AAAAAAAAAjA/wbo_nGkiDHE/s1600-h/IMG_3219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S4BJvFGvXYI/AAAAAAAAAjA/wbo_nGkiDHE/s320/IMG_3219.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440429423036685698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More weird birds...this time, chickens and roosters and why the hell do our kids all love them? They are kinda' gross...and yet, we eat them.  Same with the pigs! Maybe I should stop going to the Farm??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S4BJebpj94I/AAAAAAAAAi4/HqQl22X2aFA/s1600-h/IMG_3211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S4BJebpj94I/AAAAAAAAAi4/HqQl22X2aFA/s320/IMG_3211.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440429137030543234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;K, this is just too cute of a photo! And that is our friend Shauna way down the road chasing all these rugrats down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S4BJQwu_bJI/AAAAAAAAAiw/EQjj2QjUT8M/s1600-h/IMG_3222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S4BJQwu_bJI/AAAAAAAAAiw/EQjj2QjUT8M/s320/IMG_3222.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440428902172290194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We decided to cage up all the animals! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S4BJDR0HlQI/AAAAAAAAAio/Nvz5zK7pb5U/s1600-h/IMG_3214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S4BJDR0HlQI/AAAAAAAAAio/Nvz5zK7pb5U/s320/IMG_3214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440428670533997826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More scary goose time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S4BI4yk61kI/AAAAAAAAAig/RHRl2HZ19c0/s1600-h/IMG_3218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S4BI4yk61kI/AAAAAAAAAig/RHRl2HZ19c0/s320/IMG_3218.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440428490350057026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lil was just trying to be like the multi-colored horse w/ her outfit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S4BIu-jjnlI/AAAAAAAAAiY/jxK8ngsf0ew/s1600-h/IMG_3209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S4BIu-jjnlI/AAAAAAAAAiY/jxK8ngsf0ew/s320/IMG_3209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440428321766874706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-9176369326225299436?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/9176369326225299436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-at-farm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/9176369326225299436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/9176369326225299436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-at-farm.html' title='A Day At the Farm'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S4BJvFGvXYI/AAAAAAAAAjA/wbo_nGkiDHE/s72-c/IMG_3219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-7554401909695185718</id><published>2010-02-18T21:34:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T13:16:57.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's No Place Like Home...and PJs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to good friends, the Amideis, Lily wakes up every morning and has her dreams come true! She gets to put on her fancy red squeaky shoes...pajamas and all!  Ken and I "get" to be awakened by Lily yelling out to us...when we walk in, she's standing in the crib with a big smile and then, we either see her signing "eat" (this kid is a garbage disposal!) or pointing to her closet "eh-eh-eh"'ing for none other than her red shoes.  We oblige and help her put them on...and the rest of the morning consists of loud squeaks (more of a honk at this hour!) and dancing...could be loudly annoying in the a.m., however, then when you see that smile, somehow the squeaking becomes hilarious and almost welcomed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S34WNeiYORI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/BbyfpvEPlHM/s1600-h/IMG_3138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S34WNeiYORI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/BbyfpvEPlHM/s320/IMG_3138.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439809820701505810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Squeaking in the kitchen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S34WD0jIBuI/AAAAAAAAAiI/YHxlhKZmK44/s1600-h/IMG_3169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S34WD0jIBuI/AAAAAAAAAiI/YHxlhKZmK44/s320/IMG_3169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439809654811526882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This particular morning, her shoes needed an accessory...her red Christmas coat given by Auntie Sydne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S34Vu515oWI/AAAAAAAAAiA/zXSWtpuzfjE/s1600-h/IMG_3109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S34Vu515oWI/AAAAAAAAAiA/zXSWtpuzfjE/s320/IMG_3109.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439809295455199586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;At her best, dancing in the kitchen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-7554401909695185718?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/7554401909695185718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/02/theres-no-place-like-homeand-pjs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/7554401909695185718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/7554401909695185718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/02/theres-no-place-like-homeand-pjs.html' title='There&apos;s No Place Like Home...and PJs'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S34WNeiYORI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/BbyfpvEPlHM/s72-c/IMG_3138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-2891812839464562994</id><published>2010-02-04T08:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T08:35:09.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got My 2 Front Teeffff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S2rmIdTRhiI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Dl0YaGHwbzs/s1600-h/IMG_3231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S2rmIdTRhiI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Dl0YaGHwbzs/s320/IMG_3231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434408933354735138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally! Lily has two more teeth! Her two front teeth broke through last week and Ken is nervous that she will have his same middle gap.  I told him there is time for those to push together, however, if they don't, and his fake little piece of tooth should fall out...oh the jokes that will fly in this house. (I'm secretly hoping it all happens...but then for Lil's sake and our pocket book, hers will push together and somehow Kenny can pop his piece back in!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-2891812839464562994?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/2891812839464562994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-got-my-2-front-teeffff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/2891812839464562994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/2891812839464562994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-got-my-2-front-teeffff.html' title='I Got My 2 Front Teeffff'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S2rmIdTRhiI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Dl0YaGHwbzs/s72-c/IMG_3231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-7931315551782286815</id><published>2009-12-30T15:30:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T08:54:41.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick look back at Winter '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S2rtWQWO38I/AAAAAAAAAhY/Af8eATSg4nk/s1600-h/IMG_2964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S2rtWQWO38I/AAAAAAAAAhY/Af8eATSg4nk/s320/IMG_2964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434416866977046466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watching the tube with Grandpa Jim...some really educational kids cartoon, I'm sure! Or, my money is on a duck hunting show...well at least we know Lily will be able to shoot a duck 500 yards away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S2rs5b7dCXI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/CEG3qT1iw-k/s1600-h/IMG_2875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S2rs5b7dCXI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/CEG3qT1iw-k/s320/IMG_2875.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434416371869747570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So much fun with Auntie Laura!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S2rsT5e9gpI/AAAAAAAAAhI/idEhLeuM4vQ/s1600-h/IMG_2948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S2rsT5e9gpI/AAAAAAAAAhI/idEhLeuM4vQ/s320/IMG_2948.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434415726968275602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cohen has no idea why his Cousin Lily is so loud??? Just sit there and smile like me &amp;amp; Grammie, he says!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S2rrzQzGItI/AAAAAAAAAhA/bltVu1U7T-8/s1600-h/IMG_2929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S2rrzQzGItI/AAAAAAAAAhA/bltVu1U7T-8/s320/IMG_2929.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434415166291059410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course Grandma Linda spoiled the grandkids (and kids for that matter) way, way too much! Thank you Grandma Linda and Grandpa Bill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S2rrHnYgrGI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Idkefh7b1A0/s1600-h/IMG_2916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S2rrHnYgrGI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Idkefh7b1A0/s320/IMG_2916.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434414416439323746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas time ='s Christmas outfit!  provided by Auntie Sydney and the squeaky shoes from great friends Brooke, Tom, and Vaughn Amidei! Way, way too cute!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SzvVgcGRHjI/AAAAAAAAAgg/sMDfhghs-HM/s1600-h/IMG_3006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421161329745534514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SzvVgcGRHjI/AAAAAAAAAgg/sMDfhghs-HM/s320/IMG_3006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I got your nose!" A great game Great Grandma Jay taught Lil who still plays this with Ken and I...in fact, when we look at photos of Great Grandma Jay Lily starts leaning into my hand to grab her nose! Ahhh the trickery we play on kids...whatever, if it keeps them entertained, go for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SzvVNEArz6I/AAAAAAAAAgY/5D1-uWyJtHE/s1600-h/IMG_2884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421160996862152610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SzvVNEArz6I/AAAAAAAAAgY/5D1-uWyJtHE/s320/IMG_2884.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I turned one! Here's Lil at her one-year-old doctor's appointment...holy big girl! I cannot even believe it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SzvVA3RCSQI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/O5U_gXiZOhY/s1600-h/IMG_2474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421160787282643202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SzvVA3RCSQI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/O5U_gXiZOhY/s320/IMG_2474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chillin' with Cousin T (Tristan)...before the weather went cold for winter, we were able to have brunch at our house for (if my memory serves me right, yes yes I know I should keep up on this blog stuff better - i hear ya Grandpa Jim and Grandma Sheryl!) Laura and Bob's birthdays in November.  Lil absolutely adores her cousins!!&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/208279239471642795-7931315551782286815?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/7931315551782286815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/12/quick-look-back-at-winter-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/7931315551782286815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/7931315551782286815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/12/quick-look-back-at-winter-09.html' title='A quick look back at Winter &apos;09'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S2rtWQWO38I/AAAAAAAAAhY/Af8eATSg4nk/s72-c/IMG_2964.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-4135778718535061786</id><published>2009-12-01T13:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T18:56:52.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily Turns One!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SxXJJgEEfzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/raTFP49Th58/s1600-h/IMG_2636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410451692418531122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SxXJJgEEfzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/raTFP49Th58/s320/IMG_2636.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SxV5rQE6RRI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ibdwlPtOCOQ/s1600/IMG_2855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410364311312418066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SxV5rQE6RRI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ibdwlPtOCOQ/s320/IMG_2855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sneak Peak on Lily's TWO birthday parties she had! more to come!&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/208279239471642795-4135778718535061786?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/4135778718535061786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/12/lily-turns-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/4135778718535061786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/4135778718535061786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/12/lily-turns-one.html' title='Lily Turns One!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SxXJJgEEfzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/raTFP49Th58/s72-c/IMG_2636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-930283535677886163</id><published>2009-11-08T20:55:00.031-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:37:20.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundance in the Fall, ahhhh beautiful!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank goodness for rich people that make impractical decisions! So one of Ken's clients bought this crazy big pick up truck which serves no real purpose except that it's cool...but because of that, we get to stay at his cool, quaint cabin-like condo in Sundance! Thank you Boyd! Actually, he's a very nice guy and he has been generous enough to let us use his condo twice now and we've enjoyed it tremendously. Here's a few photos (or a lot) of a gorgeous October weekend and an even more gorgeous little girl (not bias at all!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SvecYHHPwmI/AAAAAAAAAfw/2wQtM6ZCqDA/s1600-h/IMG_2277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401958216094433890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SvecYHHPwmI/AAAAAAAAAfw/2wQtM6ZCqDA/s320/IMG_2277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sportin' her cute new snow hat...she's looks so innocent and passive in this photo. Looks can be deceiving!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401947658748390690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveSxl7zbSI/AAAAAAAAAco/JccQxYXz6iA/s320/IMG_2273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fantastic view from the deck of the condo...amazing what Mother Nature can create, all natural, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401950154954413986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveVC5Bsl6I/AAAAAAAAAdY/6xoGtrYU2VA/s320/IMG_2299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our mornings were quite relaxing (especially after a few of those tasty beverages above) and peaceful. Who knew picking up leaves and dropping them into the hot tub could be so entertaining?! Drop your bagged leaves at our house!&lt;br /&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveYaiNj3hI/AAAAAAAAAeo/9rqblQEedSM/s1600-h/IMG_2360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401953859681902098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveYaiNj3hI/AAAAAAAAAeo/9rqblQEedSM/s320/IMG_2360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Although, not so relaxing...chasing her and fishing out those leaves and sticks and dirt and pretty much anything she could pick up out of her mouth. Did I say relaxing??&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401950652721635746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveVf3WpoaI/AAAAAAAAAdg/msvFsQraTLE/s320/IMG_2306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But with one active baby, comes one nice, long nap equaling a nice time to kick back in the sun, read a magazine with a delish' morning drink in hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveYJiI46kI/AAAAAAAAAeg/_1C5c1C28Tc/s1600-h/IMG_2354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401953567604533826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveYJiI46kI/AAAAAAAAAeg/_1C5c1C28Tc/s320/IMG_2354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ken skipped the magazine and focused his attention to a bloody mary...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401949979825133922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveU4snn2WI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/YSTqVDZ9HYE/s320/IMG_2298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afternoons were filled with hikes up into the mountains - absolutely beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401952216459794130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveW64u4VtI/AAAAAAAAAeA/3BVSmXZlkGU/s320/IMG_2334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While Cash and I walked briskly through the trees...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401954799986708050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveZRRHsjlI/AAAAAAAAAe4/SQp4dV9KMa8/s320/IMG_2373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lily and Ken carried on some amazing conversations...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401951353256685650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveWIpDOMFI/AAAAAAAAAdw/1aJhqwEdL-k/s320/IMG_2319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of our hikes ended in this incredible waterfall. Cash especially liked this part!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401955127368404690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveZkUtkztI/AAAAAAAAAfA/0iyPlhVuPcY/s320/IMG_2379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a long hike, we thought Lily would be tired...not so much. Apparently, she was so amped up, she just had to pull out her old man face. What in the world???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401952710823321666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveXXqYVIEI/AAAAAAAAAeI/EUVr6AaXQ0k/s320/IMG_2344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And as her craziness rose, so did her hair. The mohawk is back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveXscO71zI/AAAAAAAAAeY/xPmmeLfPTR8/s1600-h/IMG_2349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401953067803072306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveXscO71zI/AAAAAAAAAeY/xPmmeLfPTR8/s320/IMG_2349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yikes, I think someone snuck some of her father's and mother's morning cocktails. What can we say? The girl likes to party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveXibjDUGI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/yrX-9glU0EA/s1600-h/IMG_2348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401952895820320866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveXibjDUGI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/yrX-9glU0EA/s320/IMG_2348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next morning all was fun and games...&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveUYqGD0rI/AAAAAAAAAdI/JmOrAwHMDVc/s1600-h/IMG_2290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401949429391676082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveUYqGD0rI/AAAAAAAAAdI/JmOrAwHMDVc/s320/IMG_2290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...until that dang hang over kicked in! Oh boy, I feel your pain Lil!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveUQsrTCsI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ZhexC0akfE8/s1600-h/IMG_2288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401949292645780162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveUQsrTCsI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ZhexC0akfE8/s320/IMG_2288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Cash? Well, I think he got cabin fever with all the chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveUBk1siTI/AAAAAAAAAc4/dIvgVB3bhA8/s1600-h/IMG_2287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401949032843872562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveUBk1siTI/AAAAAAAAAc4/dIvgVB3bhA8/s320/IMG_2287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As I was saying, the colors of Fall were everywhere and just plain awesome...here's a few pics from our hikes, which would never come close to doing it justice, but to give an idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401971572111392210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveohiJ1PdI/AAAAAAAAAf4/0PtzzsG1Qt0/s320/IMG_2368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401957863549048642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SvecDlx4F0I/AAAAAAAAAfo/cK6TDqG6ceU/s320/IMG_2403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401957178716929650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SvebbulLPnI/AAAAAAAAAfg/wLZLFDMc0PI/s320/IMG_2397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401952067838664738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveWyPE14CI/AAAAAAAAAd4/E_rV2Bs4Lqg/s320/IMG_2331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401954291352349250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveYzqT0KkI/AAAAAAAAAew/8dgmau5jAtM/s320/IMG_2370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401956231678138674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveakmliGTI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ARleSu0LI-A/s320/IMG_2391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401956843462729666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SvebINqWH8I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/AhkxUAsPuWQ/s320/IMG_2400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401956984239921394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SvebQaGPmPI/AAAAAAAAAfY/XMorKCqgH20/s320/IMG_2398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401951133909703474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SveV73602zI/AAAAAAAAAdo/vxvE41MosXY/s320/IMG_2315.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Not too bad of a view...my two favorite people and one lovable pup.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-930283535677886163?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/930283535677886163/comments/default' 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfec3c001d6a4481c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331742087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3ABF8BF61CFE3B04CFBB05CCEF225DA367148719.5B74AF441F078FF780EA99BC6841FD39184F60A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfec3c001d6a4481c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZH88GDb0H8DBP4PziDRNiYv3pzQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lil is much more advanced now, but taking a look back as our lil' engine was determined not to give up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-9041175659003239989?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-4294752399542769447</id><published>2009-11-06T16:32:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:47:46.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Happy Halloween from the Stink! I mean, the Skunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We celebrated Lily's first Halloween which consisted of me rushing back from the airport, only to be rushed by Kenny to Real Salt Lake's playoff game, then scampering over to Laura's house for some yummy chili and treats, and quickly getting Lily into her costume really for the sake of only her parents and photos for the relatives! Happy frickin' Trick or Treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401137939192877538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SvSyVth6EeI/AAAAAAAAAcI/ESgcYzUDziM/s320/IMG_2449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually we were wondering how long Lil would stay in the Skunk costume (thank you, by the way, to Laura and Brockbank boys for letting us borrow this oh-so-cute costume!) since it consisted of a hat, which usually stay on for about 1.2 seconds. However, she must have sensed our eagerness to snap some pics for the photobook because she left it on for a good 10 minutes as she crawled around and went up and down the stairs. The tail of the costume actually waved back and forth as she scooted along the floor - too cute, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401140533490871970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SvS0suCv7qI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ihRraqcM6x0/s320/IMG_2444.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And the tugging and pulling of the hat began...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401138235828973266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SvSym-ldrtI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/JZ2ubuyGKhA/s320/IMG_2455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lily 1...parents 0...hat came off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SvSy8NfJmiI/AAAAAAAAAcY/30Suy80nlVc/s1600-h/IMG_2465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401138600606276130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SvSy8NfJmiI/AAAAAAAAAcY/30Suy80nlVc/s320/IMG_2465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A great night with the Bartons and Brockbanks - Tristan went as a nerd, Will went as a devil (I think??), and Luke went as the sweetest elephant I think I've ever seen!  Happy 1st Halloween Lily.  And with that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; This Skunk is outta' here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SvSyNsza4KI/AAAAAAAAAcA/gew7PQa1JzY/s1600-h/IMG_2443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401137801558941858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SvSyNsza4KI/AAAAAAAAAcA/gew7PQa1JzY/s320/IMG_2443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-4294752399542769447?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/4294752399542769447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/4294752399542769447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/4294752399542769447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SvSyVth6EeI/AAAAAAAAAcI/ESgcYzUDziM/s72-c/IMG_2449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-4758414094885795514</id><published>2009-10-19T13:09:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T13:25:38.332-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning One!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey I'm turning 1-years-old in exactly a month - you'd better be there! And I mean it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sty8ERzcqMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/ed_xmYZifd8/s1600-h/IMG_2362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394393235367700674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sty8ERzcqMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/ed_xmYZifd8/s320/IMG_2362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 11 months Lily! We can't believe you are almost one...where in the world did this past year go? Can't wait for the rockin' party! We love you to pieces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sty6uOZRpFI/AAAAAAAAAbY/yfoGWOEd_p8/s1600-h/IMG_2362.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394393762063693154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sty8i75jtWI/AAAAAAAAAbo/TrHfI6LAccI/s320/IMG_2284.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-4758414094885795514?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/4758414094885795514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/10/turning-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/4758414094885795514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/4758414094885795514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/10/turning-one.html' title='Turning One!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sty8ERzcqMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/ed_xmYZifd8/s72-c/IMG_2362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-2796654229908673813</id><published>2009-09-20T10:28:00.045-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T18:28:13.923-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Cohen visit'/><title type='text'>I'm the BIG cousin Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lots of photos from our visit to Washington to see new, baby cousin Cohen, Aunti Sydney, and Uncle Branden! So let's get to it...&lt;br /&gt;Lily (thankfully) did amazing again on the plane...this is her 3rd trip so I was bit nervous that our luck of her sleeping and not "bugging" the other passengers would run out. She proved me wrong yet again, props to her...and to our pocket book - Dr. Ferriera, Lily's pediatrician, said to take cash on the plane so I could buy everyone around us drinks if she was acting up! Luckily, she saved me some money!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383587889839170978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SrZYqY71ZaI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Wb81Vrt5gcI/s320/IMG_1928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We arrived! Lily was so excited to see Aunti Syd &amp;amp; Grandma Sheryl...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388768904108642850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SsjAxHIREiI/AAAAAAAAAao/mgODswyzOfo/s320/IMG_1929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And as you can see, stoked to meet Cousin Cohen for the first time! Cohen's enthusiasm was a bit delayed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SsjBHL6JM1I/AAAAAAAAAaw/gog1RvEvPBs/s1600-h/IMG_1931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388769283348706130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SsjBHL6JM1I/AAAAAAAAAaw/gog1RvEvPBs/s320/IMG_1931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, what an amazing site to see my sis in full on "Mom Mode"! Prior to our visit, I couldn't quite picture my energetic, sometimes loud :) sister remaining calm and quietly rocking a tiny baby to sleep because you know, we only had her mother-child relationship comparison to Syd and Mack! But wow! I saw Syd in action and was thoroughly impressed - soothing lil' Co by talking with him, singing to him...all at 1am...3am...5am...oh I was so not envious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SsjAh37AP1I/AAAAAAAAAag/N9yYyKr-L18/s1600-h/IMG_1939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388768642328444754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SsjAh37AP1I/AAAAAAAAAag/N9yYyKr-L18/s320/IMG_1939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A present from Co's auntie...didn't realize the bib would be more like a full-body apron!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SsjASSO9-KI/AAAAAAAAAaY/0tn2agU8pqw/s1600-h/IMG_1943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388768374513596578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SsjASSO9-KI/AAAAAAAAAaY/0tn2agU8pqw/s320/IMG_1943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So Ken and I officially suck as parents! Lily was in heaven playing with Cohen's toys which actually interact, make noise, flash lights and on and on. Lily, now 10 months, still has 0+ toys and pretty much nothing age appropriate. I try to tell ourselves it's because we want her to develop her imagination; we're actually really great, intelligent parents...right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Ssi_5QnTdhI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/X_LYKXPBfE8/s1600-h/IMG_1944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388767944582067730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Ssi_5QnTdhI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/X_LYKXPBfE8/s320/IMG_1944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since Co is still just a wee guy, he slept in his bassinet and Lily slept in his luxurious Dr. Seuss themed room &amp;amp; crib! Here we were waking up the first morning - we laid Co in with Lily. So bright and chipper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SsgMM4aOQhI/AAAAAAAAAaA/4_cv5IZyeKg/s1600-h/IMG_1953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388570369589133842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SsgMM4aOQhI/AAAAAAAAAaA/4_cv5IZyeKg/s320/IMG_1953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At first...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lil wasn't too sure what to do once Co realized he wasn't in his mama's arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388581936496191042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SsgWuKfxJkI/AAAAAAAAAaI/KYOx1Fcihv0/s320/IMG_1952.JPG" border="0" /&gt; After we got over our tears and all cleaned up, off we went to Grandpa and Grandma's house to see the whole fam! Lily conned Cousin Elise into walking around while making a grand entrance of high fives...&lt;br /&gt;What up Gramps?!&lt;br /&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseFreIzkkI/AAAAAAAAAZY/P8By-QnlP-w/s1600-h/IMG_1978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388422461042954818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseFreIzkkI/AAAAAAAAAZY/P8By-QnlP-w/s320/IMG_1978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Jerry - u da' man&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388421685685383922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseE-VtJ8vI/AAAAAAAAAZI/qWdfqBZJg-g/s320/IMG_1984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Oh Cousin Nolan, I knew I was pretty funny but didn't know you were that funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseFL_xQkLI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/6jw01154eFg/s1600-h/IMG_1980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388421920315183282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseFL_xQkLI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/6jw01154eFg/s320/IMG_1980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well look who has the touch again...pretty sure I've seen Aunt Rosalie in this same pose with a sleeping Lily. However, I think this is a Cohen original on baby poses - sign this kid up for the next Gerber commercial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388419770985082994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseDO45B8HI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ntKsxkk9wyw/s320/IMG_1997.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Yes, Lily, I think that flower may be bigger than you are...kinda like you're Dorothy in Wizard of Oz and the flowers come to life...pretty sure a Munchkin is going to jump out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388889319176031506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SskuSMNiTRI/AAAAAAAAAa4/SgI-RV_RoZ8/s320/IMG_1989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thanks for throwing such a great party Grams and Gramps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseC_aY8k9I/AAAAAAAAAYg/7Jb0W1OL7kI/s1600-h/IMG_2000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388419505099412434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseC_aY8k9I/AAAAAAAAAYg/7Jb0W1OL7kI/s320/IMG_2000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next party...The Prentice's! And we found Miss Party Animal herself - hello, Hadley! Lily wasn't sure how to take this crazy 2 1/2-year-old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388418514869616466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseCFxfw_1I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/aGwtvDSTBnk/s320/IMG_2007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were kinda social butterflies on our trip...the following night, we, along with Meg &amp;amp; Ryan, Sarah, Eric, Collen Kelley-Westman and her friend went out to a fundraising dinner at a cool, little Mexican restaurant for high school friend Heather Marshbank, who has a son battling cancer. It was an uplifting and humbling night all at the same time and of course, with this crew, was filled with laughing-so-hard-I-cried moments!&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not sure what exactly is going on in this pic, but I'm pretty sure Sar and Lil are plotting a prank on someone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388418050665264770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseBqwM0toI/AAAAAAAAAYI/52zQ2Vy-TMU/s320/IMG_2017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And I think that someone was Meg...maybe Lil talked Meg into eating some kind of pepper making her believe it wasn't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; hot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseCpB8PD-I/AAAAAAAAAYY/zs347ya5abk/s1600-h/IMG_2013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388419120579416034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseCpB8PD-I/AAAAAAAAAYY/zs347ya5abk/s320/IMG_2013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AHHHHH, I think they gotcha' Meg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseBhLPrV9I/AAAAAAAAAYA/-flabxooPAE/s1600-h/IMG_2015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388417886126299090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseBhLPrV9I/AAAAAAAAAYA/-flabxooPAE/s320/IMG_2015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While in Washington, Lily wanted to relax and reflect on life through a little yoga. Here, she displays Downward Dog.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388414430923994002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Ssd-YDnQM5I/AAAAAAAAAXY/1U39Tt-rYtk/s320/IMG_2053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But to really get into it, she decided to shed the layers of stress...and her clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseBDQMaZ2I/AAAAAAAAAX4/GkMQOItpp4I/s1600-h/IMG_2028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388417372058707810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseBDQMaZ2I/AAAAAAAAAX4/GkMQOItpp4I/s320/IMG_2028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cohen joined in and became so relaxed, he went into a trans...look at those cheeks! Pinchable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseAxV8a8xI/AAAAAAAAAXw/c-TvHcIPLAg/s1600-h/IMG_2038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388417064364602130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseAxV8a8xI/AAAAAAAAAXw/c-TvHcIPLAg/s320/IMG_2038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She then decided to get into some deep conversations with the family - "Yes Grandma, Mom let's me eat cookies. She said you could give me one, I swear."&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388900704605398674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Ssk4o6PbZpI/AAAAAAAAAbA/U4ZrD-rQPzQ/s320/IMG_2051.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Next, Grandpa..."The fish was how big, Grandpa?!"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388416417344674162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseALrm2WXI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Z3f93BqOovQ/s320/IMG_2044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And now...I believe Great Grandma Jay is explaining what Grandpa Jim's jokes mean...or an attempt to, because let's face it, who really knows????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseAe_iHIsI/AAAAAAAAAXo/31i82TobMDk/s1600-h/IMG_2043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388416749111026370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SseAe_iHIsI/AAAAAAAAAXo/31i82TobMDk/s320/IMG_2043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beach time! Although this is officially Lily's 2nd time to the beach, this is the first time she actually gets to see it and not be wrapped in a gazillion blankets! And I do believe this is Cohen's first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Ssd99hJnGqI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/_HR1bD-EYZw/s1600-h/IMG_2062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388413974996261538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Ssd99hJnGqI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/_HR1bD-EYZw/s320/IMG_2062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now you can't go to Warm Beach without dipping your toes in the Puget Sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Ssd9pMzRFDI/AAAAAAAAAXI/1Aoq_IHHGxA/s1600-h/IMG_2066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388413625936450610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Ssd9pMzRFDI/AAAAAAAAAXI/1Aoq_IHHGxA/s320/IMG_2066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of course, take a walk down the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Ssd9aVMjvJI/AAAAAAAAAXA/8sMGg8tOHds/s1600-h/IMG_2067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388413370491976850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Ssd9aVMjvJI/AAAAAAAAAXA/8sMGg8tOHds/s320/IMG_2067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some sand castle building...or maybe just shoving sand and rocks in the mouth with mom constantly pulling it all out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385442830709795714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SrzvuKKhq4I/AAAAAAAAAWo/wGzjJ-kmXtA/s320/IMG_2084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And a little basking in the sun which quickly led to an hour-long nap in Great Grandma Jay's arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Ssd8ddVF7lI/AAAAAAAAAWw/BwuE4ui05Ek/s1600-h/IMG_2086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388412324703235666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Ssd8ddVF7lI/AAAAAAAAAWw/BwuE4ui05Ek/s320/IMG_2086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All and all, a beautiful day to stick your toes in the sand - thank you Daly's for the fun time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388412965679018018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Ssd9CxJoMCI/AAAAAAAAAW4/vbzDJvewEz0/s320/IMG_2078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to everyone for just a great trip! I'll give you all a ring soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388902347505541058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Ssk6IihWH8I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/UVwY9VM47TM/s320/IMG_2055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/208279239471642795-2796654229908673813?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/2796654229908673813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-big-cousin-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/2796654229908673813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/2796654229908673813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-big-cousin-mom.html' title='I&apos;m the BIG cousin Mom!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SrZYqY71ZaI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Wb81Vrt5gcI/s72-c/IMG_1928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-4226757739827699899</id><published>2009-09-19T11:53:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T10:28:18.044-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Safety with LJ Barton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To follow the trend of smart decisions in this economy, the Barton/Brockbank family took a "staycation" to Pineview Lake up Ogden Canyon - rented a great house, went to the beach, wakeboarded, golfed and of course, ate some dee-lish food!&lt;br /&gt;Also, while we were there, Lily took us through the importance of sun safety...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383239628247816914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SrUb65aEWtI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/UGTbtKiSt3w/s320/IMG_1813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tip #1: Now, although you may want to be one with nature and go au natural, in 90 plus degree weather and high altitude, Lily says it's not a smart idea...unless you're in the shade...and if you're under the age of 4!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383245946310412178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SrUhqqBkx5I/AAAAAAAAAWI/LvT0a0fza7o/s320/IMG_1843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa got the shade thing down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383244132462258050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SrUgBE6eZ4I/AAAAAAAAAV4/u1915u3xwvY/s320/IMG_1819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tip #2 &amp;amp; 3: Besides shade and sunblock (#2), Lily says you can always go with some full-coverage suits (#3). Here, she and Aunt Laura show off their looks...Dad is a little slow to follow this advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SrUhbuZ_rYI/AAAAAAAAAWA/2-K4vQQC5CM/s1600-h/IMG_1821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383245689788542338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SrUhbuZ_rYI/AAAAAAAAAWA/2-K4vQQC5CM/s320/IMG_1821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But Lily gives him credit for his hat - Tip #4: A hat is always a good option for shade on the face. There's fashionable options these days and don't worry, Lily says, for the "kissed by the sun" look, just go get some bronzer...you have the golden glow but with less wrinkles in the long run! Here's her fave look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383242622268074530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SrUepLAH6iI/AAAAAAAAAVo/BX9OBnJBd-Y/s320/IMG_1850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to Luke all around - hat, sun shirt, and his specialty...sand-block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383239353592226354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SrUbq6PEojI/AAAAAAAAAVI/2RrRmypHqyw/s320/IMG_1811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip #5: Proper eyewear! Aunt Melissa &amp;amp; Lily stress the importance of a good pair of sunglasses. The bigger the better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383238877319778290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SrUbPL-3z_I/AAAAAAAAAVA/E-mzz2rmVZQ/s320/IMG_1815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright kids, that's it for now - Lily and her dad need to get back to wakeboarding. She needs to work with Ken on his form!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383240393358210994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SrUcnbqmd7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/47DSC7E8xvo/s320/IMG_1825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the golf course we go...&lt;br /&gt;Uh, pretty much Tristan kicked our tails on our golf outing...enough said. He does, however, need to work on his driving skills...let's just say 360.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383241814632014962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SrUd6KUrpHI/AAAAAAAAAVg/pNt6s3mJsGY/s320/IMG_1830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Check out this motley crew - Tris is playing it cool while his counterparts are vandalizing the course. Will's just going for the distraction method - give that kid some more candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SrUfb_js3ZI/AAAAAAAAAVw/nBOz6lYWpco/s1600-h/IMG_1882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383243495369399698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SrUfb_js3ZI/AAAAAAAAAVw/nBOz6lYWpco/s320/IMG_1882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All and all, a good time at Pineview!&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/208279239471642795-4226757739827699899?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/4226757739827699899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/09/sun-safety-with-lj-barton.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/4226757739827699899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/4226757739827699899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/09/sun-safety-with-lj-barton.html' title='Sun Safety with LJ Barton'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SrUb65aEWtI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/UGTbtKiSt3w/s72-c/IMG_1813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-4874739508285287178</id><published>2009-09-07T22:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:53:49.758-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Cohen We Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh our sweet little Cohen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXiryysDYI/AAAAAAAAAU4/x7VkyvmmNec/s1600-h/IMG_1940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378954571960552834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXiryysDYI/AAAAAAAAAU4/x7VkyvmmNec/s320/IMG_1940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More pics to come! It's getting late and Ken and I have been taking care of a sick little Lily all weekend, so we are a bit wiped as well! Fever, throwing up, the whole sha-bang...probably the saddest thing I've ever seen. Apparently the rumor of getting sick on a plane is in fact, TRUE!!!&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/208279239471642795-4874739508285287178?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/4874739508285287178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-cohen-we-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/4874739508285287178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/4874739508285287178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-cohen-we-go.html' title='To Cohen We Go!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXiryysDYI/AAAAAAAAAU4/x7VkyvmmNec/s72-c/IMG_1940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-1242776297834040278</id><published>2009-09-07T22:11:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:48:06.347-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Grandma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look Gram, I put on my best dress for your birthday! Shoes and all...does it count if my socks look like shoes??&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378944708255311810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXZtpoGZ8I/AAAAAAAAATY/OP9Rrf2p1tk/s320/IMG_1748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We celebrated Linda's birthday in August with a Sunday brunch at our house - a beautiful sunny day with great food, family, backyard fun, and some morning cocktails for some always makes for a great Sunday morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378950292539130962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXeystHRFI/AAAAAAAAAUw/WXZg165T0w8/s320/IMG_1752.JPG" border="0" /&gt; BTW - congrats to Rick, Melissa and Luke...Baby Sister is on her way -Lily can't wait for her new cousin so there's another girl in this Barton Boys Club only! We're slowly breaking the mold!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXba0-DA_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/WkE1dhuidHw/s1600-h/IMG_1753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378946583905895410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXba0-DA_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/WkE1dhuidHw/s320/IMG_1753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little zipline in the backyard for the kids after eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXa7hjykXI/AAAAAAAAATw/UtRWuJSccrI/s1600-h/IMG_1759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378946046119547250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXa7hjykXI/AAAAAAAAATw/UtRWuJSccrI/s320/IMG_1759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I do mean &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;the kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378945464623902386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXaZrUbLrI/AAAAAAAAATg/VRBGUlcAz1Q/s320/IMG_1760.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Sundays aren't Sundays without a little tackle football...or some sort of rough housing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXaw9yYNZI/AAAAAAAAATo/pEpQFcB_YIM/s1600-h/IMG_1773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378945864718366098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXaw9yYNZI/AAAAAAAAATo/pEpQFcB_YIM/s320/IMG_1773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And some tree climbing...of course, it's Will that started and ended the scaling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378947797386887762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXchdidglI/AAAAAAAAAUY/EeVrdXhsbdQ/s320/IMG_1783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lily watched with a look that said, "Boys are soooo weird!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378948133098240290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXc1AKSOSI/AAAAAAAAAUo/6uQUGMpggP0/s320/IMG_1761.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Hey, she never said her cousin dealt with a full deck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378947959485470946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXcq5ZxmOI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JQOk7q5DnHk/s320/IMG_1786.JPG" border="0" /&gt; A great day all and all but the party can't end until birthday kisses are given out! Happy Birthday Grandma, we love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378947273759851362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXcC-4DA2I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Q_p_l0Ifufo/s320/IMG_1793.JPG" border="0" /&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-1242776297834040278?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/1242776297834040278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-grandma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/1242776297834040278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/1242776297834040278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-grandma.html' title='Happy Birthday Grandma!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXZtpoGZ8I/AAAAAAAAATY/OP9Rrf2p1tk/s72-c/IMG_1748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-1879663496627673443</id><published>2009-09-07T21:32:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:10:53.355-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Five years and going! Actually like 65...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For anyone who doesn't know, I say 65 since Ken and I have known each other since I was 17! 17!! Initially met on my recruiting trip down to southern Colorado but he didn't give me a high five until my freshman year. And yes, I do literally mean a high five! Here's to the next five years and many more high fives - love you Ken! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378936135474554146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXR6ph5JSI/AAAAAAAAATA/zyTu3ZSsvU0/s320/IMG_6423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lily had a sleep over party with her cousins while we headed up to Park City for the night. Lily is pretty happy we made it to five, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXSHElHs9I/AAAAAAAAATI/2yvgi2pR1jM/s1600-h/IMG_6428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378936348894278610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXSHElHs9I/AAAAAAAAATI/2yvgi2pR1jM/s320/IMG_6428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you Brockbanks for making our night and Lily's night a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378936718862070226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXScm0UMdI/AAAAAAAAATQ/PZOnDgVnIBM/s320/IMG_6427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So excited...kisses for all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-1879663496627673443?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/1879663496627673443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/09/five-years-and-going-actually-like-65.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/1879663496627673443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/1879663496627673443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/09/five-years-and-going-actually-like-65.html' title='Five years and going! Actually like 65...'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXR6ph5JSI/AAAAAAAAATA/zyTu3ZSsvU0/s72-c/IMG_6423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-6722234044067856432</id><published>2009-09-07T19:17:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:29:43.877-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Rick!</title><content type='html'>As usual, I'm catching up on the blog updates so - Happy Birthday Rick! With just a &lt;em&gt;little bit&lt;/em&gt; of smoke, Rick turned 28 years old!! I may be off but who's counting? :) &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378900137427499906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqWxLSWqe4I/AAAAAAAAASY/TV_98UV41sg/s320/IMG_1660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A little prep from Will and supervision from Uncle Bob.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378919040927545586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXCXnYSOPI/AAAAAAAAASg/-4m8EVgffhU/s320/IMG_1649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luke is totally unaware of the chaos ensuing behind him...who's crazy kids are those anyways?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXDYjB2p5I/AAAAAAAAASo/y4Gbn1FLxrw/s1600-h/IMG_1657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378920156451219346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXDYjB2p5I/AAAAAAAAASo/y4Gbn1FLxrw/s320/IMG_1657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So if we were ever wondering what side of the family Lily takes after...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378922572625585458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXFlL-tpTI/AAAAAAAAASw/yKgwlUqVumA/s320/IMG_1653.JPG" border="0" /&gt; All partied out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378932749720226226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqXO1knKCbI/AAAAAAAAAS4/mzi4m9w00vs/s320/IMG_1650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-6722234044067856432?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/6722234044067856432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-rick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/6722234044067856432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/6722234044067856432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-rick.html' title='Happy Birthday Rick!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SqWxLSWqe4I/AAAAAAAAASY/TV_98UV41sg/s72-c/IMG_1660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-816114883284153004</id><published>2009-08-16T13:22:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T13:59:58.058-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Next stop, the Yacht Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lily took her first boating trip not too long ago but because safety comes first - Ken went out and bought her a life jacket, which was probably the cutest thing I had ever seen!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370648795491973618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sohgn-StufI/AAAAAAAAARo/1sRIGKf45vA/s320/IMG_0357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may have a future pro-wakeboarder on our hands...Lil was totally diggin' the fast boat and wind in her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370649183159107474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sohg-idwv5I/AAAAAAAAARw/qYiVViMjS88/s320/IMG_0360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She does not like, however, sun safety...the hat kept getting pulled off and we put it back on; pulled off; put on; pulled off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sohhds3EQLI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ZXKKm9GNP-E/s1600-h/IMG_0368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370649718525542578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sohhds3EQLI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ZXKKm9GNP-E/s320/IMG_0368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And, of course, a family photo on the water &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370649891735683346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SohhnyHlQRI/AAAAAAAAASA/Q4BH0UkSiU4/s320/IMG_0369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And after a long day of wakeboarding, waves, and sun, Lil is all tuckered out. It was a good day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370650109022110114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sohh0bktAaI/AAAAAAAAASI/Qr7wadloiZA/s320/IMG_0374.jpg" border="0" /&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/208279239471642795-816114883284153004?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/816114883284153004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/08/next-stop-yacht-club.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/816114883284153004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/816114883284153004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/08/next-stop-yacht-club.html' title='Next stop, the Yacht Club'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sohgn-StufI/AAAAAAAAARo/1sRIGKf45vA/s72-c/IMG_0357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-1509055231260707701</id><published>2009-08-09T15:56:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T12:02:37.181-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun City Tour aka Corona Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368087177391378354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sn9G2LO-D7I/AAAAAAAAAQY/WaUHSNT13HA/s320/IMG_1531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kenny Chesney came to town...been there, done that so I was actually excited to see Miranda Lambert for the first time! A couple weeks ago, the Sun City Tour came to my stadium (yes, I said it, &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; stadium) which was supposed to have Sugarland as well...but kinda mad at Jennifer Nettles because they were doing studio time during the tour, consequently she's having vocal issues and even more consequently, they cancelled their show. Rumor has it Kenny was pissed...Chesney, not my Kenny. So big bummer on that but Miranda kicked the girl power and Chesney always puts on a great show...plus, great friends all around us, so we had a fun and fabulous time! And I didn't really have to work so even better!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368087721712190066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sn9HV2_KgnI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7whT0kRTtIk/s320/IMG_1512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Beer in hand, Ken on my arm...the night (kidless, mind you) is just beginning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368089755769314818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sn9JMQcLHgI/AAAAAAAAARI/YYjtgdT48kE/s320/IMG_1513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Good friends (also one kid short) joining us &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368089373560329698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sn9I2Amc1eI/AAAAAAAAARA/ucoe_pQAaA4/s320/IMG_1544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-Bone is singing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368093116676418866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sn9MP4y3rTI/AAAAAAAAARY/yYbgUAzJ2rw/s320/IMG_1561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm clapping to the beat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368088164821074882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sn9Hvpsjg8I/AAAAAAAAAQo/7Oqd6uGtCJ0/s320/IMG_1549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having such a good time, gotta do a photo op while someone gets another round...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sn9JlJuaRhI/AAAAAAAAARQ/mt1Lm8xAc_8/s1600-h/IMG_1548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368090183463486994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sn9JlJuaRhI/AAAAAAAAARQ/mt1Lm8xAc_8/s320/IMG_1548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More friends join - Ken's soccer bud, Todd Miller, gets in on the fun - he and his wife also got a babysitter...these are the highlights of our lives now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sn9ITbqsWRI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/hrUGNEhQays/s1600-h/IMG_1514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368088779530459410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sn9ITbqsWRI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/hrUGNEhQays/s320/IMG_1514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; uh, a couple songs and a few beers later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention we had a Real Salt Lake game the next night? Ya, still deciding if the concert was worth it....&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/208279239471642795-1509055231260707701?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/1509055231260707701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/08/sun-city-tour-aka-corona-tour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/1509055231260707701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/1509055231260707701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/08/sun-city-tour-aka-corona-tour.html' title='Sun City Tour aka Corona Tour'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sn9G2LO-D7I/AAAAAAAAAQY/WaUHSNT13HA/s72-c/IMG_1531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-8609975403242179027</id><published>2009-08-03T11:52:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T12:08:20.789-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Cohen Arrives...early!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm a little slow to announce (surprise, surprise) but here is my first and my new and my teeny, tiny, ball of cuteness nephew Cohen James Fee born on July 19th, 3 1/2 weeks early but already weighed 6.7 lbs and 20 inches long! My sis is thanking the Lord that he decided to join the world before his due date because really, where would my tiny sister hold a 10lb baby??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Congrats Syd &amp;amp; Branden on not only your new reason to smile but surviving the first two weeks...it's a breeze from here on out. Ha! Do you believe me? I didn't think so...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365797692982966002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SnckkpLcNvI/AAAAAAAAAQA/c_hk4LJcA2I/s320/Little+All+Star.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he is such a boy already...notice the hand tucked in the pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365797921426487682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Snckx8MnuYI/AAAAAAAAAQI/jE5gAeC6Ffg/s320/alreadyaboy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We asked Lily how excited she was to have a new cousin and she could hardly contain her joy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365799478930045442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SncmMmWZ-gI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/yZDlyR23vpI/s320/IMG_1492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-8609975403242179027?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/8609975403242179027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-cohen-arrivesearly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/8609975403242179027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/8609975403242179027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-cohen-arrivesearly.html' title='Baby Cohen Arrives...early!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SnckkpLcNvI/AAAAAAAAAQA/c_hk4LJcA2I/s72-c/Little+All+Star.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-6400031979569006155</id><published>2009-07-23T15:43:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T16:28:50.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;July 4th not only brings sparklers, parades, &amp;amp; apple pie but also Vaughnster the Monster's birthday! Lily's daycare partner in crime, Vaughn, turned 1 year old and had a rockin' party...to the benefit of the adults, probably, more than the kiddos but hey, I think we deserve it for surviving the first year! The highlight of the decor...matching family shirts - hilarious! Kudos to Brooke for adding the humor to it all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361775284058988194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SmjaNoPOHqI/AAAAAAAAAPI/XfYioc3LkEw/s320/IMG_1298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Amidei's went all out....fittingly red, white, &amp;amp; blue was the party color scheme in addition to a kid's dream of crawling tunnels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361776007275403010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Smja3ubc1wI/AAAAAAAAAPY/BDQSLKQi9aA/s320/IMG_1326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Sam hats and beach balls...here's Ava Titus getting into the theme with her stars &amp;amp; stripes attire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362431516126002770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SmsvDXMMvlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/GnLVZTspz18/s320/IMG_1316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were pinwheels all over the backyard, in which we told Koa he could take home as many as he could find...pretty sure the Amidei's have no extra pinwheels for next year's shindig. Very diligent, that Koa Bingham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SmswyAh0ZGI/AAAAAAAAAP4/oDjoWeMvyro/s1600-h/IMG_1345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362433417008145506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SmswyAh0ZGI/AAAAAAAAAP4/oDjoWeMvyro/s320/IMG_1345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And a party just isn't complete until Rager Gager shows up and he jumped right into the celebration, hat and all.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361775500761883874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SmjaaPhN5OI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/av4FVAAYjAk/s320/IMG_1296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only was it a pool party, it was a 3 pool party! Because Gage is the older, wiser one in the bunch, he was giving Vaughn some advice, while sitting poolside, on what it takes to be a one-year-old. "Here's what I'm saying...now that you're 1, you get to eat chocolate - pretty dang good stuff. Then, you get to wash it down with milk...the real stuff, whole milk with Vitamin D. Pretty much everything is fair game...you've made it, kid. Congrats."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361776508982933170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SmjbU7b2NrI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hmyDCRS_tQA/s320/IMG_1306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, a party just ain't a party until cake is served! Happy 1st Birthday Vaughn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361775070837848946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SmjaBN7Vu3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/8pa0RB95qcQ/s320/IMG_1328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-6400031979569006155?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/6400031979569006155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/07/party-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/6400031979569006155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/6400031979569006155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/07/party-time.html' title='Party Time!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SmjaNoPOHqI/AAAAAAAAAPI/XfYioc3LkEw/s72-c/IMG_1298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-2127627854050227293</id><published>2009-07-23T15:32:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T15:42:40.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July...or 23rd?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's up? Happy frickin' 4th. (Why is Kenny so disgusted in the background? Don't worry Ken, you'll be allowed to hold your own sparkler, cheer up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SmjXtf_2BqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/TNt2YA2MHRs/s1600-h/IMG_1284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361772533067941538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SmjXtf_2BqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/TNt2YA2MHRs/s320/IMG_1284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy 4th of July...just a bit late that's all! Lily was partying all day and then slept through all the fireworks, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361773648498801730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SmjYubTSPEI/AAAAAAAAAO4/C7jaL047zMk/s320/IMG_1288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Celebrating with her big cousins - Tristan and Will.  They are all very patriotic!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361773328074246002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SmjYbxoHh3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/BnqkoNFJpJ4/s320/IMG_1294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-2127627854050227293?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/2127627854050227293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th-of-julyor-23rd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/2127627854050227293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/2127627854050227293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th-of-julyor-23rd.html' title='Happy 4th of July...or 23rd?'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SmjXtf_2BqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/TNt2YA2MHRs/s72-c/IMG_1284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-5008112954023254475</id><published>2009-07-03T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T18:43:47.259-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Choices, the choices...What's a girl to do?</title><content type='html'>Apparently, the past few years have been The Year of the Boy because almost everyone we know had a sweet yet mischievious little boy! With this, brings many options for Lily Jay as well as a tough choice. It may take many years to deliberate but let's start with what each brings to the table...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345717745744181138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Si_N94iVd5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/UhhsvMu3gj4/s320/Gage.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Your first kiss is never forgotten! Gage Thompson otherwise known as Rager Gager gave Lily a kiss when she was just 2 days old...he may forever hold her heart! Great-hang-out-ALL-the-time friends Gretchen and T-Bone take claim to this "ham" of a character. One thing with Rager, Lily will NEVER be bored, although she may need him to sign a pre-nup cuz this guy likes to steal Lily's toys for sure. We LOVE him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345725758075861634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Si_VQQzEeoI/AAAAAAAAAKo/2DggGGDnN88/s320/Vaughn.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaughn Amidei aka Vaughster the Monster...hmm, enough said? We love this lil' guy and his parents, Brooke the Girl (co-worker) and Tom, who we share our awesome nanny with. All positive traits with this guy: beautiful blue eyes, a smile that hits your heart, and some serious Thunder Thighs which can only mean that he will be able to show off to Lily on the soccer field...or maybecome an Olympic power lifter. Either way--we'll take him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353145231929609442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SkoxOew9jOI/AAAAAAAAAOg/UFc35sWCrE4/s320/IMG_1214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then there's these Three Muskateers! Koa, Tatem, and Sevin...how will she ever choose out of these cutie-patooties?! The older man...Koa Bingham. First off, he just has a cool name so Lily is already sold--good job to parents Brook the Boy (co-worker) and Shauna (soccer gal)--great friends of ours! A blue-eyed blonde who knows how to sign and mows a mean lawn? He's in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next...adorable guy Tate Martin--belongs to Bernie (also soccer gal-pal) &amp;amp; Jared, who also just had little tiny beautiful 3 month old Azzi. Not only does Tate's whole face light up when he smiles but this kid is one athletic dude! He'll woo Lily on the court or field for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings us to the third Muskateer--Sevin, who we just can't say enough about! Taking claim on this sweet boy is the wild and crazy Jessica and JT Cracroft. Giving Gage a run for his money, Sev laid a smacker on Lily's lips a couple of weeks ago...maybe we should be worried he moves to fast! Love this mellow lil' cat who pedals his trike through obstacles and knows how to reverse to boot--Lily was thoroughly impressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345718394073173186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Si_OjnwAzMI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/LjYig8nMHI4/s320/Carter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A future music mogul like Billy Joel or movie star Jack Nicholson? His mom, Sarah Carter-Weston, is known to sing a few medlies and act in a couple of performances...or could be a basketball MVP since mom and dad, Chris, are like 10 feet tall! (or just 5'11 and 6'7...close enough) Meet Carter Cub Weston. I actually hope this Texan will go the cowboy route--Lily needs some cowboy hats &amp;amp; boots in her life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345719084001052546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Si_PLx7ox4I/AAAAAAAAAKA/mNObk14QQOQ/s320/IMG_0938+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now to Owen Book - the adorable result of Jake (Ken's college soccer bud) and Lindsay! Short but sweet time spent with Owen--this kid is an animal lover &amp;amp; knows how to bark...can't miss with a guy who loves his dog. Plus dad is some sort of intelligent CSI-FBI-scientist dude now going to law school and mom is a smart nurse, so good genes all around!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Si_RLe0h0uI/AAAAAAAAAKY/y8sxq0K9eV8/s1600-h/IMG_1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345721277894218466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Si_RLe0h0uI/AAAAAAAAAKY/y8sxq0K9eV8/s320/IMG_1049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm pretty nervous Lily has developed a crush on this long-haired hippie-red neck! We're curbing this STAT!! Go for Gage--there's still potential in that kid due to his mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Si_QPQUczvI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/dOOq9dWRcs8/s1600-h/Lily+206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345720243209424626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Si_QPQUczvI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/dOOq9dWRcs8/s320/Lily+206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But who had Lily's heart from day one and forever? That's right, her daddy. Love you two with all &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; heart! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-5008112954023254475?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/5008112954023254475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/06/choices-choiceswhats-girl-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/5008112954023254475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/5008112954023254475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/06/choices-choiceswhats-girl-to-do.html' title='The Choices, the choices...What&apos;s a girl to do?'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Si_N94iVd5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/UhhsvMu3gj4/s72-c/Gage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-3834185503602178872</id><published>2009-06-29T10:24:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T11:16:57.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sittin' Poolside!</title><content type='html'>So now that the hurricane weather in Utah has finally stopped and it's getting into the 90's, we are ready for pool time! Ken went to Southern Utah with some buddies this weekend, while Lily and I brought out the inflatable pool to catch some rays and discover the act of splashing!  And I almost passed out from blowing up the pool--awesome.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352787164017990402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SkjrkL2QGwI/AAAAAAAAAOA/HTxKUfrY_5U/s320/IMG_1177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This also served as Lily's first time in a bathing suit (thank you Auntie Syd for providing the cutest suit and photo op ever!).  I have yet to buy Little Swimmers, so we just went "baby commando" aka no diaper! I figured she'll be peeing in many pools so may as well get her started now.  So we started slow...eased Lily in--feet only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SkjsDFAhCEI/AAAAAAAAAOI/108k2E8cVxg/s1600-h/IMG_1181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352787694757939266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SkjsDFAhCEI/AAAAAAAAAOI/108k2E8cVxg/s320/IMG_1181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once she got used to the coldness, Lily discovered kicking her feet equaled splashing the water leading to water in the face.  Lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352788244234251298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SkjsjD94LCI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/PPsZyvGVndU/s320/IMG_1185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then to sitting in the pool...this took a bit longer.  The first time, tears added to the pool water.  The second time...kind of a smile, kind of wanting to cry...for now, we'll stick to dipping our toes in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SkjrXI03gMI/AAAAAAAAAN4/STP33APFuIw/s1600-h/IMG_1182.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352788481326798482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Skjsw3NJVpI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8dt_VduGIRQ/s320/IMG_1183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-3834185503602178872?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/3834185503602178872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/06/sittin-poolside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/3834185503602178872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/3834185503602178872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/06/sittin-poolside.html' title='Sittin&apos; Poolside!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SkjrkL2QGwI/AAAAAAAAAOA/HTxKUfrY_5U/s72-c/IMG_1177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-160881065180463161</id><published>2009-06-29T09:36:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:23:20.055-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tippin' It &amp; Kickin' It!</title><content type='html'>Although she's a spittin' image of her father, at least she got my social-party skills--check out the chuggin'...should I proud??? Hey, I'll take anything at this point! We may be in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352774343472328610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Skjf57l-L6I/AAAAAAAAANQ/rTiQdUIeaU8/s320/IMG_1169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kickin' it watching the game! Just chillin' in my bop sportin' the sweatsuit, that's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352776452683707410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Skjh0tBJtBI/AAAAAAAAANg/ywujTV_7Iqw/s320/IMG_1102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yo party people, what up? Grab me a cold one while you're up...the usual--mama's milk straight up!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352775539047087250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Skjg_hdNPJI/AAAAAAAAANY/uUPt5t64X88/s320/IMG_1103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ok, so Lily obviously gets her chillin' skills from dad. Ken had his usual all set, too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352784391815659986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SkjpC0ltgdI/AAAAAAAAANo/pZth9IpzJVQ/s320/IMG_0850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-160881065180463161?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/160881065180463161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/06/tippin-it-kickin-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/160881065180463161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/160881065180463161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/06/tippin-it-kickin-it.html' title='Tippin&apos; It &amp; Kickin&apos; It!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Skjf57l-L6I/AAAAAAAAANQ/rTiQdUIeaU8/s72-c/IMG_1169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-904417815908139354</id><published>2009-06-22T09:32:00.026-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:36:49.397-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Washington or bust!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;We made it all by ourselves! Lily and I journeyed up to Washington for the 2nd time, however, this time it was without one hubby or "dadadada". Surprisingly it wasn't that bad...except that my license apparently was expired and because of that, Lily got frisked. She does look a little suspicious. Needless to say, Grandma Sheryl, Grandpa Jim, Great Grandma Jay, Auntie Sydney, Great Aunt Susanne, Aunt Melody, Uncle Jerry, &amp;amp; the Daly Crew all were excited to see lil' Lil! The first thing out of everyone's mouth when they saw Lily, "Her mohawk is gone." Yes people, her did grow so now she sports a comb-over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-o5-nu8wI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DHUdLF38s08/s1600-h/IMG_1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350180596355101442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-o5-nu8wI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DHUdLF38s08/s320/IMG_1113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; We arrived on Friday, June 12th and were off to our first graduation! My cousin Laine graduated high school--canNOT believe it...not because we didn't think she'd make it--I just can't believe she's that old. It was a realization that I'm THAT old--yikes. And my cousin Elise just graduated from college at Washington State...geeeeeeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350179760936318818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-oJWcX92I/AAAAAAAAAMY/ZoNFdqAkGgY/s320/IMG_1130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So I was hoping Lily would do ok with all the people around, sitting through an entire graduation, wouldn't get too antsy, etc. Come to find out, all we needed were my Aunt Rosalie's sisters and definitely, Sid (Rose's sister's husband)! Not only did Jeanie and Robyn snag Lily right away (love you Lily, but the break was ok by me), but they entertained her and put her to sleep in Jeanie's arms. Wonderful! Below is just a glance at Lily ogling at Sid...she'd even be facing forward and just her eyes would look over at him...pretty dang cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-or6dT6ZI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Jcv-tgIC09E/s1600-h/IMG_1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350180354719476114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-or6dT6ZI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Jcv-tgIC09E/s320/IMG_1121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; The Daly Crew...Taryn, Laine, Elise, and Nolan...pretty ugly kids, huh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-ogBPXE2I/AAAAAAAAAMg/WVCzwYvxKnk/s1600-h/IMG_1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350180150381581154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-ogBPXE2I/AAAAAAAAAMg/WVCzwYvxKnk/s320/IMG_1126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Lily checking out her Uncle Craig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350363840224231874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SkBPkLOpAcI/AAAAAAAAANA/JzjBz_AhjgY/s320/IMG_1127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It worked out that my Aunt Susanne's (my mom's twin sister if you didn't figure that out!) was in town from Missouri the same time we were up there for Sydney's baby shower. So Susie and Lily got to meet each other! Now we just have to work on my cousins Megan and Amanda and we'll be set! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And Lily's onesie is a shout out to her Grandpa...you can't read it, but it says, "Grandpa Jim taught me all about aardvarks!". I think he thoroughly enjoyed this outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-n4I4NPYI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/MDk6QjzukxE/s1600-h/IMG_1131.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350179465237183874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-n4I4NPYI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/MDk6QjzukxE/s320/IMG_1131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; And to the reason we ventured up to Washington...Baby Fee! And Syd, too, of course! My mom, Aunt Rosalie, and myself co-hosted my sister's shower who is due August 12th. Yeah, we can't wait to meet Baby!!! Although it's hard to tell, Syd is holding up her first gift she opened...PeePee Tee Pees. It's a boy! Which means he will be only the 2nd boy on the Daly side (finally Nolan has someone) but he's entering the Swenson &amp;amp; Fee side on more of an even playing field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-nj8whqVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Y_GNi_H0oCk/s1600-h/IMG_1135.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350179118386358610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-nj8whqVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Y_GNi_H0oCk/s320/IMG_1135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Thanks to all the lovely ladies who helped Syd get one step closer to motherhood and joined us at the baby shower. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350180754150188498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-pDKdA5dI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fx46KnxS-08/s320/IMG_1143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;There was food, presents, extremely creative one-of-a-kind onesies and blankets (everyone had the task of designing their own onesie for Baby to sport including a "Baby Got Back", some bling-bling, and something about loving cheerleaders), and the signature drink, "Maternitini". Also, Sydney chose Dr. Seuss as the nursery theme...how many Dr. Seuss trivia questions did you get right, Syd? At least you and Branden are equivelant in your Green Eggs and Ham knowledge! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-nWUH0FOI/AAAAAAAAAMA/XphgqbmPHqI/s1600-h/IMG_1146.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350178884139881698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-nWUH0FOI/AAAAAAAAAMA/XphgqbmPHqI/s320/IMG_1146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Leave it to Sarah to make collecting the gift wrap garbage into a drinking game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-nNbfTlzI/AAAAAAAAAL4/vAUTSXMgH_0/s1600-h/IMG_1142.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350178731498641202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-nNbfTlzI/AAAAAAAAAL4/vAUTSXMgH_0/s320/IMG_1142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; My little cheeseball! Somewhere along this trip, Lily learned how to "cheese" for the camera. I tested it out and pulled out the camera at various times this day and sure enough, this smile was boasted just about every time! I think Megan taught her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-nBrwIg7I/AAAAAAAAALw/yTuWG3rHy_4/s1600-h/IMG_1148.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350178529705755570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-nBrwIg7I/AAAAAAAAALw/yTuWG3rHy_4/s320/IMG_1148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E, Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck! Mickey Mouse...&lt;br /&gt;Sarah brought Minnie Ears back from Disneyland for Lily and Hadley - love them! Thank you Sarah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350178307648745954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-m0whnceI/AAAAAAAAALo/0R2L6s2EGNE/s320/IMG_1151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Minnie Cheeeeeeese!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-mrJJiojI/AAAAAAAAALg/eWuMYwvUJzw/s1600-h/IMG_1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350178142459961906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-mrJJiojI/AAAAAAAAALg/eWuMYwvUJzw/s320/IMG_1150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;After the shower, we drove over to Megan and Ryan's house to visit our favorite 2-year-old gal-pal, Hadley! Here she is showing off her "summer" pajamas as Meg calls them (Sar called Meg out right away to point out they were about two months too small) and accessorized with Lily's headband. Lily has one great role model to look up to--knows how to ham it up that's for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-mYP5vxWI/AAAAAAAAALY/fTn51K7Sa8g/s1600-h/IMG_1154.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350177817855247714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-mYP5vxWI/AAAAAAAAALY/fTn51K7Sa8g/s320/IMG_1154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Seriously, where did this devilish grin come from??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-l2K6kcsI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QZXS3lwZ1Wc/s1600-h/IMG_1155.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350177232400970434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-l2K6kcsI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QZXS3lwZ1Wc/s320/IMG_1155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;We had a great babysitter for the night. Thanks Rudy, you're the best! Although Lily looks a bit guilty...I think she bribed him with treats to stay up past her bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-lck_QzJI/AAAAAAAAALI/8mWZTfwNdn8/s1600-h/IMG_1160.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350176792723377298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-lck_QzJI/AAAAAAAAALI/8mWZTfwNdn8/s320/IMG_1160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Lovin' her Great Grandma Jay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-lNfS3TkI/AAAAAAAAALA/GDxkfoGAswY/s1600-h/IMG_1162.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350176533496942146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-lNfS3TkI/AAAAAAAAALA/GDxkfoGAswY/s320/IMG_1162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;On their way to being BFFs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-kyoBOaHI/AAAAAAAAAK4/qU3L3Fng3eg/s1600-h/IMG_1164.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350176071982409842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-kyoBOaHI/AAAAAAAAAK4/qU3L3Fng3eg/s320/IMG_1164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Hey Grandma, is that present for me? I'll show you how I roll over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-kfitjZFI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jLHeKzu2m7I/s1600-h/IMG_1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350175744140207186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-kfitjZFI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jLHeKzu2m7I/s320/IMG_1117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Too much fun with Grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350372887723105826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SkBXyzyd3iI/AAAAAAAAANI/DRljZwsY4Xs/s320/IMG_0736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-904417815908139354?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/904417815908139354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/06/washington-or-bust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/904417815908139354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/904417815908139354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/06/washington-or-bust.html' title='Washington or bust!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sj-o5-nu8wI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DHUdLF38s08/s72-c/IMG_1113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-3816712833047723590</id><published>2009-06-04T09:50:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:02:24.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily's 1st Wedding...outside of womb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SiftnumlCxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7Qlwbdy3nC4/s1600-h/IMG_1064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343500749678906130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SiftnumlCxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7Qlwbdy3nC4/s320/IMG_1064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lil did amazing in the church during the ceremony! Just one little peep of joy as we celebrated our friends Jessica Jacob and Matt's wedding. And I about died when I put on this dress because (gushing mom) she just looked sooooo cute - love her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343501759037660546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SifuiewdXYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ov2Sc-QOC_0/s320/IMG_1065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Joining us at the big shin-dig was our great friends Jessica, JT, and their lil' man, Sevin - who could be in the top ten of cutest kids ever...the strawberry blond hair and baby blue eyes--Lily has definitely tagged him as her future boyfriend, one of many I'm sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343501909911139682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SifurQzf9WI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/6Td3Ygqegqs/s320/IMG_1067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Since I'm usually the one snapping all the photos, I made Ken take a pic of Jess and I...so Lily actually knows she had a mother growing up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343502201293482866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sifu8OSdq3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/6Th37LrBG8M/s320/IMG_1077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So it looks as though Ken and I better watch out cuz we have a partier on our hands!  Lily totally rocked it out on the dance floor and I'm pretty sure she and Jess could perform a seriously awesome duet!&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/208279239471642795-3816712833047723590?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/3816712833047723590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/06/lilys-1st-weddingoutside-of-womb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/3816712833047723590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/3816712833047723590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/06/lilys-1st-weddingoutside-of-womb.html' title='Lily&apos;s 1st Wedding...outside of womb'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SiftnumlCxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7Qlwbdy3nC4/s72-c/IMG_1064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-8699353234354195722</id><published>2009-06-04T09:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T09:49:41.299-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheeler Farm Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; So after probably like a year, I finally took Miss Lil to Wheeler Farm...ok, so she hasn't even been alive for a year, but it seems like forever that I've been saying we are going to the Farm! Pretty sure Gretchen just gave up hope on the Bartons. But, we made it on Sunday and still, some may not believe because these photos don't actually show any animals...but I promise we saw some horses, cows, sheep, goats, and the very scary, kinda' ugly, bigger than Lily white duck-goose things with the weird growth on their beaks! We strollered far far away from them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343499779265916114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SifsvPiF7NI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BaIVou8ic9k/s320/IMG_1081.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Lily was not as worried about the big birds as I was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343499620454585682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sifsl_6hVVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/yZVkCzsX6DY/s320/IMG_1082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-8699353234354195722?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/8699353234354195722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/06/wheeler-farm-finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/8699353234354195722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/8699353234354195722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/06/wheeler-farm-finally.html' title='Wheeler Farm Finally!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SifsvPiF7NI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BaIVou8ic9k/s72-c/IMG_1081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-3957438973081136850</id><published>2009-06-02T12:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T13:36:49.424-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Gods hate me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So for some reason, I couldn't include both Cereal videos in one post (totally the Blog Gods fault), so no Cereal Take 2!  And Syd, there was a message to you--take note of Lily's bib.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-3957438973081136850?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/3957438973081136850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-gods-hate-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/3957438973081136850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/3957438973081136850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-gods-hate-me.html' title='Blog Gods hate me'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-3408094557560129697</id><published>2009-06-01T16:43:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T12:28:43.867-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rice cereal first'/><title type='text'>Rice Cereal Rulz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is for Grandmas and Grandpas and Aunties &amp;amp; Uncles...well and anyone else who isn't bored by Lily's "1st Time" videos. They can get a little long but, of course, completely entertaining to us proud parents and we don't want to get yelled at when she's making her wedding slide show montage asking why we weren't good parents and didn't record all momentous occassions?? We'll remind her she's lucky she's the first child cuz you know the 2nd kid and so on get totally jipped! Anyhoo...here's Lily's debuting in her 2nd time eating rice cereal (and don't pay attention to the baby talk coming from behind the camera)!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2f66425870a7a8c6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2f66425870a7a8c6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331742087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4AD3D16F69FC92B515D2C1A7B491C0C559EC36F9.2D7A959AD7B3080101B42CCAD765972861308F44%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2f66425870a7a8c6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVINJSZScPomwlBesLHeAloCOgK8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2f66425870a7a8c6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331742087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4AD3D16F69FC92B515D2C1A7B491C0C559EC36F9.2D7A959AD7B3080101B42CCAD765972861308F44%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2f66425870a7a8c6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVINJSZScPomwlBesLHeAloCOgK8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-3408094557560129697?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2f66425870a7a8c6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/3408094557560129697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/06/rice-cereal-rulz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/3408094557560129697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/3408094557560129697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/06/rice-cereal-rulz.html' title='Rice Cereal Rulz!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-2763453093065521617</id><published>2009-05-25T22:44:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:50:03.717-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm Going to Jackson", Hole that is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Memorial Day Weekend (kinda an oxymoron...day-weekend) brought the Bartons and great friends the Thompsons to Jackson Hole, Wyoming! A few pics from the trip...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339991827498295234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sht2Rk2GX8I/AAAAAAAAAH4/S68KgE7b7fs/s320/IMG_1056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We set off to Grand Teton National Park to hike up to Jenny Lake and some apparently pretty waterfalls. I say apparently because after paying the $25 park fee, we get to the trailhead and wouldn't you know it, the trail is closed for reconstructive purposes! But, we walked around anyways and let the kiddos take in the scenery...pretty sure Lily was asleep about 5 minutes into the walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sht4sdWRwuI/AAAAAAAAAIY/zKq6qhIWnx4/s1600-h/IMG_1037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339994488365499106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sht4sdWRwuI/AAAAAAAAAIY/zKq6qhIWnx4/s320/IMG_1037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah, family photo! Troy, Gretchen and Gage - so cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sht3cNKGkHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Ku6sPsukzXo/s1600-h/IMG_1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339993109629931634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sht3cNKGkHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Ku6sPsukzXo/s320/IMG_1019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"OH Dad, you're just saying I'm the cutest cuz I'm your daughter!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sht3IJUHhLI/AAAAAAAAAII/w8cWopfTTbk/s1600-h/IMG_1015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339992765000811698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sht3IJUHhLI/AAAAAAAAAII/w8cWopfTTbk/s320/IMG_1015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Ok, maybe you're right...I'm pretty dang cute!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We strolled around downtown Jackson Hole, a cool little ski town and found a park to take in the view. But before our walk, the Thompsons insisted on doing the tourist thing (a bit of a tradition during their family trips!). Can you guess what that was by the following photo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sht2pqeu7wI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XJ3wSLafEL0/s1600-h/IMG_1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339992241327763202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sht2pqeu7wI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XJ3wSLafEL0/s320/IMG_1009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What?! Oh yes, we went and did the old time, black and white photo - costumes and all! Just a glimpse of what Ken and Lily doned in the photo. Lots of fun but I won't lie...I was a bit grossed out by the thought of thousands, maybe tens of thousands, of people wearing the same outfits prior to us. Luckily no weird rashes broke out! But the photo guy still remains creepy and weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340001465090415698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sht_CjrHnFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/7SsHrcuUUt8/s320/IMG_1010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So after a long day of window shopping, photo shoots, and park going, we had to unwind for some sampling. Beer sampling, of course, at the Snake River Brewery &amp;amp; Pub (no idea if that's the official name but you get the idea). As you can imagine, this was Ken's least favorite part of the day. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340002610974120578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/ShuAFQbFWoI/AAAAAAAAAIo/zEMhMapLfIw/s320/IMG_1012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And as Ken and I sipped our Pale Ale, Stout, and my favorite, The Discombobulator, Lily sampled her own finds like this rubber ducky - ahhh, the plastic tastes so good when it hits your lips!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Gretti for planning the trip and making my 30th B-day a great celebration! Good times!&lt;br /&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/208279239471642795-2763453093065521617?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/2763453093065521617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-going-to-jackson-hole-that-is.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/2763453093065521617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/2763453093065521617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-going-to-jackson-hole-that-is.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m Going to Jackson&quot;, Hole that is'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sht2Rk2GX8I/AAAAAAAAAH4/S68KgE7b7fs/s72-c/IMG_1056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-6730269342778699931</id><published>2009-05-25T22:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T22:38:02.194-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Swaddle No More</title><content type='html'>I'm a big girl now - no more swaddle!  Well, after we got yelled at by Lily's pediatrician, Dr. Ferreria, to not use it anymore, we tried our luck. Ok, he didn't exactly yell, but he did tell us she needs to be able to suck on her fingers at night to sooth herself back to sleep...so swaddle no more! Ken and I thought it would be a long night...that Lily surprised us yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339982513462788706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/ShttzbW_QmI/AAAAAAAAAHw/EEbDjnhb2OU/s320/IMG_1002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-6730269342778699931?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/6730269342778699931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/swaddle-no-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/6730269342778699931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/6730269342778699931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/swaddle-no-more.html' title='Swaddle No More'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/ShttzbW_QmI/AAAAAAAAAHw/EEbDjnhb2OU/s72-c/IMG_1002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-8654974742289164452</id><published>2009-05-19T22:27:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:30:01.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lean, Mean, Pooping Machine...6 months &amp; kickin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get outta' here - I'm 6 months today!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337759176215684114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/ShOHsKrq5BI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eoeOnM6fBfQ/s320/IMG_0975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Things that I have learned &amp;amp; discovered in my 180 plus days of life:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Smile - it's pretty fun to flash that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Giggle - I'm still working on this but when Mom &amp;amp; Dad find that ticklish armpit, it's over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. My tongue! I like to stick it out - maybe at you if you're lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Air zerberts...ya know, flappin my lips pushing air through, air zerberts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Roll over - tummy to back no problem...back to tummy - uh, that dang arm doesn't quite tuck under all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. My toes...pretty cool to suck on those&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. Mom says I take after my Auntie Syd because I'm babbling on and on now! Also, if you ask her, she will tell you I am definitely saying, "Mamamama"...I'll buy that to make her feel good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. And finally, I'm in serious training to master this sitting thing. How am I doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337763564097896722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/ShOLrk0UARI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Ilb121ODSjw/s320/IMG_0985.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Now back to that lean, mean thing! Lily had her 6 month appointment yesterday and she measured up just fine on that percentile chart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;86% in height - 26.77 inches&lt;br /&gt;23% in weight - 14 lbs 8 oz&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;80% head size - 17.13 inches (uh, I know not that exciting but probably still important!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337766704543949970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/ShOOiX4_5JI/AAAAAAAAAHI/K21SDQ1vILs/s320/IMG_0993.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So I totally stole this idea from BF Megan &amp;amp; Hadley (Hads) Prentice's blog and it was a must to take photos on the kid chair in the doctor office! Thank ya' Megs! Here's a look back on Lily's growth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337767933671925842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/ShOPp6v8aFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Ogy9xZcHYQA/s320/Chair.JPG" border="0" /&gt;6 Days Old...a bit camera shy or just real pissed that Mom took her out of the nice, warm blanket to take this stupid photo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337768604778261170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/ShOQQ-0KarI/AAAAAAAAAHY/hSWh0cuUeJM/s320/Chair.JPG" border="0" /&gt;2 Months Old...ya, check out that mohawk - it's all natural. Don't be jealous!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337769199718147554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/ShOQznI4peI/AAAAAAAAAHg/CaHaIS-QeDo/s320/IMG_0867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;4 Months Old..still got it, still got the mohawk - definitely don't take after my Grandpa Jim in the hair category!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337770142050938674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/ShORqdmh7zI/AAAAAAAAAHo/sFRQgl4Hr3s/s320/IMG_0992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And again, a look back at the 6 month photo op. It's absolutely amazing and crazy and joyous and heartbreaking to see your little one grow up so fast! I would just politely nod my head at those who told me, "Don't blink, they'll be graduating high school before you know it." And then, think to myself, "Ya, ya, ya...whatever. You obviously don't remember 2 am feedings and dirty diapers every 1/2 hour. Pretty sure you don't miss that!" And now...I miss 2am and a garbage full of diaper-doos. We love you Lily and trying real hard not to blink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-8654974742289164452?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/8654974742289164452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/lean-mean-pooping-machine6-months.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/8654974742289164452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/8654974742289164452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/lean-mean-pooping-machine6-months.html' title='Lean, Mean, Pooping Machine...6 months &amp; kickin&apos;'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/ShOHsKrq5BI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eoeOnM6fBfQ/s72-c/IMG_0975.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-8609838480649702517</id><published>2009-05-15T15:38:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T15:58:42.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Found it! Ozzy aka Willie the Groundskeeper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As mentioned in the past post, I said I'd give Gretti and Troy's (aka T-Bone) dog, Ozzy, a cameo photo, so here it is...although it really doesn't do his "look" justice!  If you're wondering, he is a German Wire Hair which in German is "Drahthaar." Basically, a hairy bird dog! We love Ozzer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336168550374208146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sg3hBjqqcpI/AAAAAAAAAGg/EH41z1A0QQM/s320/Ozzy" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so the other dogs don't feel left out (mainly Chief because Troy totally favors Ozzy...hopefully not an indicator of what T-Bone will be like when Baby Thompson #2 comes around!), I included a couple of Cash and Chief.  This one was just way too cute not to put in.  If you look closely, you can actually see Chief's leg around Cash, like, "Hey guys, this is my lil' bro Cash."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sg3hjVYFwNI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pgowXDO_BJI/s1600-h/DSCF0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336169130653761746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sg3hjVYFwNI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pgowXDO_BJI/s320/DSCF0250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One more...so these crazy dogs (they are brothers, by the way so two peas in a pod!) followed me out to the garage one night as I was unloading the trunk.  And as labs always are, quite excited thinking we were going "for a ride" (if you're a lab owner you know you can never even mutter these words!).  I set something down and turned to see this "are you serious?" moment.  They waited a long time for that ride to actually depart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sg3hbD4owzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/a1_qYfQ2x5M/s1600-h/DSCF0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336168988519482162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sg3hbD4owzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/a1_qYfQ2x5M/s320/DSCF0247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-8609838480649702517?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/8609838480649702517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/found-it-ozzy-aka-willie-groundskeeper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/8609838480649702517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/8609838480649702517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/found-it-ozzy-aka-willie-groundskeeper.html' title='Found it! Ozzy aka Willie the Groundskeeper'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sg3hBjqqcpI/AAAAAAAAAGg/EH41z1A0QQM/s72-c/Ozzy' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-3544928960509355315</id><published>2009-05-15T09:35:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T10:14:07.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma Sheryl's 1st Visit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, let's do some reminiscing and recapping! A few "firsts" in Lily's life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We needed to share some pics of Grandma Sheryl's &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt; time meeting her &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt; grandbaby in Lily's &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt; week of life. Of course, Lily had to sport her favorite onesie for the visit (courtesy of Auntie Sydney...along with 2/3 of Lily's wardrobe provided by Auntie--thank you for clothing our child!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sg2OZbOCd3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/OMtTZPWKQ-g/s1600-h/Grandma+Onesie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336077700958418802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sg2OZbOCd3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/OMtTZPWKQ-g/s320/Grandma+Onesie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma's &lt;em&gt;first &lt;/em&gt;time holding Lily Jay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336075223489176194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sg2MJN7V4oI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PKHMSRItg0g/s320/Lily+215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunny days in November! Lily's &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt; ever walk with Mom, Grandma, great friend Gretchen (aka Gretti), Gage (aka Rager Gager), Cash the Dog (ours), Chief (Gretti's dog...aka Chiefie Beefy, Cheddar, Cheddar Bomb, and the list goes on), and can't forget Ozzy (also Gretti's...aka Ozzer Pozzer, Oz Man, Poo Eater, and Groundskeeper Willie of the Simpons). Can you keep up with the nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336075830534996274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sg2MsjWWATI/AAAAAAAAAGA/PREBrubJJRU/s320/Lily+218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, Lily was alert the entire walk just taking it all in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sg2M4JBIjKI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Hik3boP5uKo/s1600-h/Lily+220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336076029625142434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sg2M4JBIjKI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Hik3boP5uKo/s320/Lily+220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just had to add a picture of everyone who was along for the first walk...Gretti was the photographer above but I had to give her a photo shout out! And I can't find one of Ozzy but I know I have one, so he'll get a delayed cameo when I find one...cuz everyone needs to see his old man eyebrows and beard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336076627300840674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sg2Na7iH9OI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ehs9j-SVUhw/s320/IMG_0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long day...Lily is exhausted! Grandma helped rock her to sleep and I'm not sure if she ever put her down from here on out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sg2MXCuK41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/b8clkx9E83A/s1600-h/Lily+217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336075460999308114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sg2MXCuK41I/AAAAAAAAAFw/b8clkx9E83A/s320/Lily+217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/208279239471642795-3544928960509355315?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/3544928960509355315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/grandma-sheryls-1st-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/3544928960509355315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/3544928960509355315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/grandma-sheryls-1st-visit.html' title='Grandma Sheryl&apos;s 1st Visit!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sg2OZbOCd3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/OMtTZPWKQ-g/s72-c/Grandma+Onesie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-8031403347256661185</id><published>2009-05-14T09:56:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T10:23:25.864-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surviving Sin City'/><title type='text'>Vegas, Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SgxAX4zT7VI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6ITqy0Sw-iA/s1600-h/IMG_0956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335710437655965010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SgxAX4zT7VI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6ITqy0Sw-iA/s320/IMG_0956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We made it through the weekend...the trip to Vegas! Not only the leaving Lily part but our ol' can't-party-like-we're-22-anymore-butts somehow managed to pull off two nights in Sin City with not &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; bad of hangovers. However, we were certainly ready to hit the road back to SLC and of course, Lily!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335710934041734306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SgxA0x-5rKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/dJAHWSpBUZw/s320/IMG_0959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Joining us in our weekend getaway (well, actually we totally jumped on this band wagon, they had already planned this vacation), was our great friends, Carrie and Dave "Guder" Gudanowski. Funny...they are just plain funny--lovin' those grins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335712401204291362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SgxCKLltpyI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/A8sxuYGD_LI/s320/IMG_0960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And the instigaters to get Ken and I to join the debacle, the Weston's! Well, Sarah really was the master planner--surprising, huh? Sarah talking us into crazy activities! Good times were had...we did a little gambling--Craps for me, Black Jack for Ken...and some crazy poker game in which the dealer, Monica, told me I looked like her niece...mind you, Monica was Asian. Hmmm?? Not sure I, nor anyone, would agree with her observation. We basked in the sun by the pool and some beverages were consumed...just a few! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A BIG thanks to Ken's sister's family--Laura, Duncan, Tristan, and Will!! They watched Lily for us and we couldn't have felt more confident and comfortable with the situation. In fact, pretty sure Laur knows way more about parenting than we ever will! And if there were any parental nerves that needed calming, they settled when we were sent this photo on our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335714807009834178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SgxEWN6c9MI/AAAAAAAAAFY/9jqbZ6Exx9s/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Lily's first sleep over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-8031403347256661185?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/8031403347256661185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/vegas-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/8031403347256661185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/8031403347256661185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/vegas-baby.html' title='Vegas, Baby!'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SgxAX4zT7VI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6ITqy0Sw-iA/s72-c/IMG_0956.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-2040890902834495389</id><published>2009-05-14T09:28:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T09:55:07.633-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing giggles...or the attempt rather.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f174859a04239f71" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df174859a04239f71%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331742087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D371623DE8BCF810808AF934115549112F02A174E.3B388F8E374434CE9A7CAEC2C901EF17CBC6B7B4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df174859a04239f71%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDOwMgwW0jaQALX0HvOqvrpTczfE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df174859a04239f71%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331742087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D371623DE8BCF810808AF934115549112F02A174E.3B388F8E374434CE9A7CAEC2C901EF17CBC6B7B4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df174859a04239f71%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDOwMgwW0jaQALX0HvOqvrpTczfE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In my attempt to capture Lily's giggles, she, as most of you would assume, outsmarts her mama. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d575388f9bf40c0d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd575388f9bf40c0d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331742087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D64B4521C7A4A99C827FC3489F7C4863514B27402.7331F451D582F2E2DC00F926480B6EA2F0662DC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd575388f9bf40c0d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBp8cQhmqdkn6AUuwJL1gJPjL0iU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd575388f9bf40c0d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331742087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D64B4521C7A4A99C827FC3489F7C4863514B27402.7331F451D582F2E2DC00F926480B6EA2F0662DC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd575388f9bf40c0d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBp8cQhmqdkn6AUuwJL1gJPjL0iU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And just when I thought I had her, she strikes again! At least we know her hand-eye coordination is up to speed...maybe too well.  This video gets a little long and crazy voices are heard from the camera"mom" but bare with me; I'm a parent trying to capture all those kodak memories for Lily...ok, maybe for Ken &amp;amp; me selfishly!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-2040890902834495389?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d575388f9bf40c0d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f174859a04239f71&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/2040890902834495389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-my-attempt-to-capture-lilys-giggles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/2040890902834495389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/2040890902834495389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-my-attempt-to-capture-lilys-giggles.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-5849213554958218300</id><published>2009-05-06T20:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:43:50.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SgJJYXqPCFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/axk0UloFkL4/s1600-h/Vegas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332905591776938066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SgJJYXqPCFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/axk0UloFkL4/s320/Vegas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Winner, winner, chicken dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're off to Las Vegas tomorrow leaving our lil' baby girl for the first time. It's a mixture of nervousness, excitement, sadness, anticipation and the list goes on.  Lily will be well taken care of by her two cousins, Tristan &amp;amp; Will, with a bit of help from Aunt Laura and Uncle Duncan...so we're not worried there! I, however, am worried about the fact I have not consumed alcohol as you do in Vegas for well, well over a year...and college buds Carrie and Sarah with their hubbies Dave aka "Guder" and Chris aka "Big Chris" will be there, so as you can imagine, I'm even more scared! Ken, please pack the GIANT advil bottle. Miss Lily, we love, love, love you and will miss you tremondously but I've got to say we are looking forward to getting a full night's rest and sleeping in past 6am.  Good luck Laur and Dunc! (and thank you!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-5849213554958218300?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/5849213554958218300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/winner-winner-chicken-dinner-were-off.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/5849213554958218300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/5849213554958218300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/winner-winner-chicken-dinner-were-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/SgJJYXqPCFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/axk0UloFkL4/s72-c/Vegas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-7036989978869449987</id><published>2009-05-03T00:15:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:25:53.957-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I left the house like this...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's me in the "final product".  Here's how it started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf02sddwRfI/AAAAAAAAADo/3_mQ7d9ZWG8/s1600-h/IMG_0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331477671328105970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf02sddwRfI/AAAAAAAAADo/3_mQ7d9ZWG8/s320/IMG_0912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The car ride began like any other...this thing in my hair was new however...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf03KbPIdfI/AAAAAAAAADw/flx6yfc9W3o/s1600-h/IMG_0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331478186125981170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf03KbPIdfI/AAAAAAAAADw/flx6yfc9W3o/s320/IMG_0907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm...not sure I like this strange thing on top of my head??&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf03c-J376I/AAAAAAAAAD4/M9j1CvAtdeQ/s1600-h/IMG_0905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331478504736812962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf03c-J376I/AAAAAAAAAD4/M9j1CvAtdeQ/s320/IMG_0905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's creepin'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf07biv8OUI/AAAAAAAAAEY/95tlE8TZC3U/s1600-h/IMG_0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331482878246926658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf07biv8OUI/AAAAAAAAAEY/95tlE8TZC3U/s320/IMG_0908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn. I knew it would end like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf08hicDUxI/AAAAAAAAAEo/v3tGzAbNz5I/s1600-h/IMG_0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331484080754348818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf08hicDUxI/AAAAAAAAAEo/v3tGzAbNz5I/s320/IMG_0909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-7036989978869449987?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/7036989978869449987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/heres-me-in-me-in-final-product.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/7036989978869449987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/7036989978869449987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/heres-me-in-me-in-final-product.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf02sddwRfI/AAAAAAAAADo/3_mQ7d9ZWG8/s72-c/IMG_0912.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-2061828119645346768</id><published>2009-05-02T23:53:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:11:10.640-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m in my Bumbo...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m in my Bumbo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf0xkEMwSDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RGeUQuBmGis/s1600-h/IMG_0899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331472029548824626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf0xkEMwSDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RGeUQuBmGis/s320/IMG_0899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf0yfkEBaJI/AAAAAAAAADY/EblEnOFlod8/s1600-h/IMG_0902.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm in my Bumbo, I'm in my bumbo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-2061828119645346768?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/2061828119645346768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-in-my-bumbo-im-in-my-bumbo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/2061828119645346768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/2061828119645346768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-in-my-bumbo-im-in-my-bumbo.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf0xkEMwSDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RGeUQuBmGis/s72-c/IMG_0899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-7037058925387659902</id><published>2009-05-02T23:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:52:44.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf0w7nZwNLI/AAAAAAAAADI/AYFnFvmJqgg/s1600-h/IMG_0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331471334623950002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf0w7nZwNLI/AAAAAAAAADI/AYFnFvmJqgg/s320/IMG_0897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply...one of my favorite pics ever. I came in to check on Miss Lil and this is what I found. I went straight for the camera...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-7037058925387659902?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/7037058925387659902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/simply.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/7037058925387659902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/7037058925387659902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/simply.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf0w7nZwNLI/AAAAAAAAADI/AYFnFvmJqgg/s72-c/IMG_0897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-948294096006362606</id><published>2009-05-02T23:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:50:00.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf0v7X9-EOI/AAAAAAAAADA/JBQGAAfi5mk/s1600-h/IMG_0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331470230969258210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf0v7X9-EOI/AAAAAAAAADA/JBQGAAfi5mk/s320/IMG_0880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say I look exactly like my mom...pretty sure they also think Clay and Rubin are going to make it big.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-948294096006362606?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/948294096006362606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-say-i-look-exactly-like-my-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/948294096006362606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/948294096006362606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-say-i-look-exactly-like-my-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf0v7X9-EOI/AAAAAAAAADA/JBQGAAfi5mk/s72-c/IMG_0880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-621908739410127037</id><published>2009-05-02T23:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:40:30.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf0uQeHvOVI/AAAAAAAAACo/U_FOfizipbc/s1600-h/IMG_0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331468394374838610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf0uQeHvOVI/AAAAAAAAACo/U_FOfizipbc/s320/IMG_0862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying this out...first post. Question: does it work? We'll see when i hit publish post...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-621908739410127037?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/621908739410127037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/trying-this-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/621908739410127037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/621908739410127037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/05/trying-this-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/Sf0uQeHvOVI/AAAAAAAAACo/U_FOfizipbc/s72-c/IMG_0862.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-208279239471642795.post-8444995859853216171</id><published>2009-01-30T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:57:16.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Test Run</title><content type='html'>Really have no idea how to do this blog stuff...I just got on Facebook for hell's sake! Give a girl some time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/208279239471642795-8444995859853216171?l=ljbarton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/feeds/8444995859853216171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/01/test-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/8444995859853216171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/208279239471642795/posts/default/8444995859853216171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ljbarton.blogspot.com/2009/01/test-run.html' title='Test Run'/><author><name>Jamie "Swens" Barton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10615640406336219112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WTQZwrBeaSw/S3cerQ8fW0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/QSYQNtu_PoQ/S220/IMG_3116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
