<?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-4761209129108625380</id><updated>2012-01-18T13:23:05.631-08:00</updated><category term='u'/><title type='text'>imagine create explore</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>244</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-30116830220793052</id><published>2012-01-04T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:46:40.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chargers jersey's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BcY4zo7bml0/TwU3pAH-d7I/AAAAAAAABh8/XICh259jAC8/s1600/32.weddle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BcY4zo7bml0/TwU3pAH-d7I/AAAAAAAABh8/XICh259jAC8/s320/32.weddle.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;okay so how cool is this, &amp;nbsp;for the past few years there has been a guy on the chargers with the same last name as us ... eric weddle. he plays defense, the best part of the game if you ask me ... and football is one of those sports that i do love to follow. well his contract is up this year, and being one of the better players on the team, it's possible that he will be off to another city and team. we've been wanting to get some team jerseys' because seriously how cool is it to have your last name on one .. &amp;nbsp;its just cool. well steve's aunt emailed him she got us jerseys. cool right thinking it was just steve and me .. those suckers are expensive (we looked in to them .. they like to mass produce more of the offensive guys) and i got some mail today and low and behold there were jersey's for these to little guys. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kailee is waiting for the was to finished (it has to happen tonight) so she can wear hers to school and well logan won't take his off .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-30116830220793052?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/30116830220793052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=30116830220793052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/30116830220793052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/30116830220793052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2012/01/chargers-jerseys.html' title='chargers jersey&apos;s'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BcY4zo7bml0/TwU3pAH-d7I/AAAAAAAABh8/XICh259jAC8/s72-c/32.weddle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-4924234928285539916</id><published>2012-01-03T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T10:57:54.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new year, and a new hat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so my blogging as been seriously lacking, i blame this on books with crazy library return times, and learning to knit. &amp;nbsp;its a pretty cool hobby (just stick with the cool yarn, it will make cool projects promise) and as a result i gave a lot of people on the gift list knitted scarves. and for christmas steve bought me some circle needles witch meant that i got to knit hats ... now hats are a lot of fun to knit and they go together faster than scarves. so logan was my first recipient of such a project (it was too small for steve) and below are pictures of him putting on his hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n0gK05pt7Hk/TwNOQIb9izI/AAAAAAAABhg/8r7x349ZJtE/s1600/newhat1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n0gK05pt7Hk/TwNOQIb9izI/AAAAAAAABhg/8r7x349ZJtE/s320/newhat1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ullLvldBQx4/TwNORv3dcdI/AAAAAAAABho/PT64e1dG23c/s1600/newhat2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ullLvldBQx4/TwNORv3dcdI/AAAAAAAABho/PT64e1dG23c/s320/newhat2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X6slW3eUvy8/TwNOSzPjLoI/AAAAAAAABhw/11VjMRMOJPo/s1600/newhat3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X6slW3eUvy8/TwNOSzPjLoI/AAAAAAAABhw/11VjMRMOJPo/s320/newhat3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and thanks to cleaning over the holiday my scrap space is all clean ... needs a little bit more organizing, but steve was helping with the cleaning and you know not to divulge into the scrap stash in front of the dh if you have any hopes of getting new stuff in the near future. so hopefully some pages to come in the near future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-4924234928285539916?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/4924234928285539916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=4924234928285539916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4924234928285539916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4924234928285539916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-and-new-hat.html' title='a new year, and a new hat'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n0gK05pt7Hk/TwNOQIb9izI/AAAAAAAABhg/8r7x349ZJtE/s72-c/newhat1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-5239791606159099721</id><published>2011-12-01T13:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T13:35:32.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>december daily: one story, one day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Fh5U2v42Fs/TtfwmDojgNI/AAAAAAAABhU/rihq4n5zd8k/s1600/dd11pg1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Fh5U2v42Fs/TtfwmDojgNI/AAAAAAAABhU/rihq4n5zd8k/s320/dd11pg1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so ali had a "deep breath" post up on her blog today about december dailies ... i've toyed with the idea of doing one of these FOREVER, but i always chicken out or flake out in the end. so i haven't thought about it much, but her comment about one story a day sorta hit me ... i could do that and i've also gotten over my "it has to be christmas related" hold up.&lt;br /&gt;so today going about my normal morning activities i herd the trash truck drive up ... it's not to hard, the door is open to reveal the screen (yes warmer weather around here pretty much means house is open all year long), the dogs were barking (announcing the truck's arrival), and l was at the door saying "uck" (there is a soft t sound in his annunciation, but it doesn't warrant a letter yet) ... so i raced off to grab my slr , put it on the green box and shot a few pictures of the truck driving up (it really is in the photo, but the metal screen doesn't do so well with photos ... these kind usually all suck). its a thursday ritual at our house, as well, as it turns out, at his buddy blake's house *sigh* boys! the arrival of the trash trucks, and because we live in the city there are three of them that come by ... the green one (garden waste), the blue one (recyclables), and the grey one (trash that doesn't fit the other categories) &amp;nbsp;and up and down the street means 6 drive byes ... l and the dogs are in heaven all morning. &lt;br /&gt;so now on to tomorrow (i'm playing with my digi kits, found a cool shadow tutorial that i want to try, but i don't know if the final product will be digi book or &amp;nbsp;more of the traditional sort&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-5239791606159099721?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/5239791606159099721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=5239791606159099721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/5239791606159099721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/5239791606159099721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-daily-one-story-one-day.html' title='december daily: one story, one day'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Fh5U2v42Fs/TtfwmDojgNI/AAAAAAAABhU/rihq4n5zd8k/s72-c/dd11pg1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-6349470884970607125</id><published>2011-10-31T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T16:08:48.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hBOpO_fQ8g8/Tq8pYld-gGI/AAAAAAAABhE/JpoXvXTrI3E/s1600/mynight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hBOpO_fQ8g8/Tq8pYld-gGI/AAAAAAAABhE/JpoXvXTrI3E/s320/mynight.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so the picture was taken earlier, but i love how they're off and running ... so what i get to look forward to tonight. and well now that i got the "nice" pictures early they aren't gunna hate me for wanting to take a few more pictures tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday K went across the street for a pumpkin carving party with the twins and its was the funniest time i've ever had carving pumpkins. L was taking a nap and it was me with three girls, lots of pumpkin guts and marker drawing (all the girls were too little to do the knife work them selves) i got the coolest photo of the three of them, but i have to ask if i can post it online still. &amp;nbsp;but yeah so just sharing this photo ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2DtXEnUa6hE/Tq8qMlNWWHI/AAAAAAAABhM/r7p3pB8eqVw/s1600/tiger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2DtXEnUa6hE/Tq8qMlNWWHI/AAAAAAAABhM/r7p3pB8eqVw/s320/tiger.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the cutest tiger ever! i'm a little bias though (he insisted on makeup like his sister, but getting eyeliner off cheeks is a bit of a challenge fyi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-6349470884970607125?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/6349470884970607125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=6349470884970607125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6349470884970607125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6349470884970607125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-picture-was-taken-earlier-but-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hBOpO_fQ8g8/Tq8pYld-gGI/AAAAAAAABhE/JpoXvXTrI3E/s72-c/mynight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-26774794586406566</id><published>2011-10-30T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T09:31:35.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bXDcfLtberA/Tq17NxJdXPI/AAAAAAAABg8/kHsjJh0tOkc/s1600/halloween.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bXDcfLtberA/Tq17NxJdXPI/AAAAAAAABg8/kHsjJh0tOkc/s320/halloween.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-26774794586406566?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/26774794586406566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=26774794586406566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/26774794586406566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/26774794586406566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween.html' title='happy halloween'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bXDcfLtberA/Tq17NxJdXPI/AAAAAAAABg8/kHsjJh0tOkc/s72-c/halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-2219496858314421575</id><published>2011-10-26T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T22:09:33.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because i enjoy seeing the "not perfect" images</title><content type='html'>so a little while back i mentioned making my own december daily album, its pretty easy and i've done it before ... also i'm to cheap to buy the mini ones alot of the time. so i started today with the goal of wanting to accomplish something crafty .... why doesn't an album cover fit that bill perfectly ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i had some issues. so we'll start with the final product ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5d_ITvNG7BY/TqjhvUij6fI/AAAAAAAABfY/-ymjK1PeydM/s1600/album1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5d_ITvNG7BY/TqjhvUij6fI/AAAAAAAABfY/-ymjK1PeydM/s320/album1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;see it's simple needs some embellishments and what not. but i don't like it. &amp;nbsp;i only have 12x12 papers and the dimensions of that album are 8" x8.5" with a 3" spine .. going off ali's dimensions. so that's 2 sheets of match pp for the cover (i usually only buy pp in single sheets, &amp;nbsp;so normally i have only one said copy) cut at 10" square, then it's a contrasting one for the spine, this one i didn't make wide enough ... it would look better with a two inch one showing so those dimensions are 10 x 10" ... i guess i totally didn't do it right on here. and glue that isn't lumpy( goggle "neutral ph adhesive", to find the stuff ... it's flexible when it dries and is perfect for book making applications... also acid free blah blah blah). in the next photo you can see the glue i was working with its 10 yrs old and well i'm pretty sure i need some new stuff but i'm playing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VCXdrkxVSSg/Tqjhwzl-kVI/AAAAAAAABfg/vEz2iecgB_w/s1600/album2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VCXdrkxVSSg/Tqjhwzl-kVI/AAAAAAAABfg/vEz2iecgB_w/s320/album2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;this is where i was too impatient and cut off too much on &amp;nbsp;the corners off. i recommend gluing down the CB then cutting the courners so they meet up n a seamless corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jkCdy4ZWJOM/TqjhyZJbjEI/AAAAAAAABfo/ErdHyZ_jERE/s1600/album3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jkCdy4ZWJOM/TqjhyZJbjEI/AAAAAAAABfo/ErdHyZ_jERE/s320/album3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;this photo actually looks okay you have to line up the seams with a space (the thickness of the board) between so that the cover will fold correctly when finished. it's one of those things that looks seamless when done with larger sheets of paper that cover the whole book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7oiPshshs8A/Tqjhzx0pRDI/AAAAAAAABfw/YZO11eAF0EI/s1600/album4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7oiPshshs8A/Tqjhzx0pRDI/AAAAAAAABfw/YZO11eAF0EI/s320/album4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and then the final piece. this is with two sheets of textured cardstock (cut 8.25 x12 and 8.25 x7.75). i use one to include the spine and them piece the other one to set on top of that so that it just looks like there are the creases in the spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know this one doesn't &amp;nbsp;have any loose leaf rings attached to it, i have a big bite so once i go and purchase the rings i can punch in the holes and eyelets (they make for a cleaner finished looking wholes ... that will last longer) and place them some where in the spine. the cut 6x12 page protectors leave 2 holes so i'll probably be using those as my guide marks. the trick here is to punch the two holes at about the 1/3 mark in so the ring fits through as well as the pages .. but it's not always an easy fit ... you need large eyelets so the hinge on them can slide through ... talking experience here. there's also the more classical scrapping ways to bind the book here. the cool think i like about this "album' is that is has that finished look to it that isn't usually done with other mini albums with the ring bindings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now this example sucks and i have shown all my flaws. i do think i will be re-doing this project for a more clean professional end result. but sharing all the same. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-2219496858314421575?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/2219496858314421575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=2219496858314421575' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2219496858314421575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2219496858314421575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/10/because-i-enjoy-seeing-not-perfect.html' title='because i enjoy seeing the &quot;not perfect&quot; images'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5d_ITvNG7BY/TqjhvUij6fI/AAAAAAAABfY/-ymjK1PeydM/s72-c/album1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-7442488362871040106</id><published>2011-10-25T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T21:16:52.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a little computer time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so sc has this stamp out there with a pretty nice grid on it, so here's my digital take on it. it will have to do until i have some scrappy money to buy one ... there are just so many things i can see using it for it is ranking up there with ink pads and exacto knifes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yJi9R5aGutQ/TqeG4GcboFI/AAAAAAAABfI/eWBpbzH-9eA/s1600/grid.stamp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yJi9R5aGutQ/TqeG4GcboFI/AAAAAAAABfI/eWBpbzH-9eA/s320/grid.stamp.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and i was saying earlier how i was thinking about making a december daily ... well i decided to play some more in illustrator and make up some templates. my problem is that i always get this far ... then i think well i have to print out the foundation pieces ... that's 25 sheets of vanilla card stock.... and then there are the pictures that i can't print at home (that's a whole other issue with the stupid way to expensive epson ink .. after market stuff SUCKS) so the pictures sit on my blog and in light room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--8czzB_yKcQ/TqeG5VgHkPI/AAAAAAAABfQ/ObT-qMaNVAY/s1600/dd.sketches.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--8czzB_yKcQ/TqeG5VgHkPI/AAAAAAAABfQ/ObT-qMaNVAY/s320/dd.sketches.jpg" width="203" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;while the month moves on and then i start running out of ideas for more photos ... the vicious cycle repeats. but in the whole process i end up with more holiday photos than i would have gotten other wise. but seeing as i'm being truthful with myself right here &amp;nbsp;.... i will try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will do up a photo tutorial on how i make my albums too ... those are fun, but they too sit in my book shelf awaiting me using them ... lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-7442488362871040106?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/7442488362871040106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=7442488362871040106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7442488362871040106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7442488362871040106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-computer-time.html' title='a little computer time'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yJi9R5aGutQ/TqeG4GcboFI/AAAAAAAABfI/eWBpbzH-9eA/s72-c/grid.stamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-3474741497968768454</id><published>2011-10-24T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T13:46:09.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pumpkin patch 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so the night before the planned pumpkin patch adventure i awoke in the middle of the night with the worst migraine headache i have had in a bit. my entire half of my face hurt and i was sick and well it was midnight and no lights were on in the house, but the ambient light from the street light outside and &amp;nbsp;a stray night light was hurting me. so our trip was cancelled to bates nut farm. but we did venture out to go for a drive, som caffeine (for me :) it makes my head aches go away). and we stumbled upon a smaller pumpkin patch &amp;nbsp;.. so we visited ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4IkBlJLTWHE/TqXMNVU8_nI/AAAAAAAABeo/A4I7MuQbOg8/s1600/pp1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4IkBlJLTWHE/TqXMNVU8_nI/AAAAAAAABeo/A4I7MuQbOg8/s320/pp1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;they had goats, this one was really nice, he thought we had food at first so he came over to visit. but he stayed and let logan pet him ... nice guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iLjwSarioTw/TqXMOhvF5kI/AAAAAAAABew/yInt4b4urZ4/s1600/pp2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iLjwSarioTw/TqXMOhvF5kI/AAAAAAAABew/yInt4b4urZ4/s320/pp2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;logan in a pile of pumpkins and not once did he ever look at me for a picture, well long enough for me to take a clean picture .*grumbling at the camera i had*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8YLmhtd90Ho/TqXMQJf2bjI/AAAAAAAABe4/Du-pHuHLRwk/s1600/pp3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8YLmhtd90Ho/TqXMQJf2bjI/AAAAAAAABe4/Du-pHuHLRwk/s320/pp3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;check out the green pumpkin that we found ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eBzIy2255Vc/TqXMR3rsKSI/AAAAAAAABfA/nN4z3LGSSFc/s1600/pp4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eBzIy2255Vc/TqXMR3rsKSI/AAAAAAAABfA/nN4z3LGSSFc/s320/pp4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and kailee posing with some pumpkins as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing as we weren't out looking for a pumpkin patch adventure i didn't have a camera on me ... &amp;nbsp;i did of course have my cell phone on me .. never leave home with out it. and have a love hate relationship with my cell phone camera. and will &amp;nbsp;have only 28 pumpkin patch pictures to scrap this year ... compared to my usual 200+ ... i guess i will have to make do and take more costume pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN, and i'm still suffering from the headache .. ugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-3474741497968768454?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/3474741497968768454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=3474741497968768454' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3474741497968768454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3474741497968768454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkin-patch-2011.html' title='pumpkin patch 2011'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4IkBlJLTWHE/TqXMNVU8_nI/AAAAAAAABeo/A4I7MuQbOg8/s72-c/pp1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-839402764348965351</id><published>2011-10-19T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T15:16:27.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking about attempting a december daily</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zi0FzdFOXvo/Tp9LWwV5TBI/AAAAAAAABeg/8CArrtZ1IgE/s1600/thinkingdd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zi0FzdFOXvo/Tp9LWwV5TBI/AAAAAAAABeg/8CArrtZ1IgE/s320/thinkingdd.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so i've contemplated these forEVER. even attempted one here or there, ended up with a lot of holiday photos ... which isn't my norm i'm really bad at taking holiday photos. but was thinking if i get some embellishments made up ahead of time and go with some basic pages, maybe just maybe i could finish one of these .. hmm thinking. i could also just use my phone to take the pictures so they would all suck in essence but with that retro cool feel. it wouldn't be that hard outline them all in and off white/ vanilla sorta color scheme ... oh well i'm still thinking (i made up the &amp;nbsp;numbers via my sillhouette and a few mishaps)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-839402764348965351?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/839402764348965351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=839402764348965351' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/839402764348965351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/839402764348965351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/10/thinking-about-attempting-december.html' title='thinking about attempting a december daily'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zi0FzdFOXvo/Tp9LWwV5TBI/AAAAAAAABeg/8CArrtZ1IgE/s72-c/thinkingdd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-3172635906156800970</id><published>2011-10-11T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T11:27:50.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REJECTED! ... once again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so i was rejected once again, in my on going attempt to be popular in the scrapbooking world .. but hey i'm having fun with it all and refuse to give up. &amp;nbsp;but i'll share the layouts i &amp;nbsp;did for the call all the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DBVIpQKDKfE/TpSIPTU6aHI/AAAAAAAABdE/RTjVAPD0n9M/s1600/outsidechic.jakki_layout1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DBVIpQKDKfE/TpSIPTU6aHI/AAAAAAAABdE/RTjVAPD0n9M/s320/outsidechic.jakki_layout1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;love playing with hexagons, all though they go screwy really easy and ARE NOT symmetrical like i'd original thought, one end goes to a point and the other one has a big flat spot on it.. maybe that's why i barely passed geometry with a C... i could never figure out why i had to explain a shape and it's place when it was easier just to draw it there .. my left side art brain at work. :) ... playing again with little bits of jillibean papers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U4kC-WAuKN4/TpSIQe4LwWI/AAAAAAAABdM/gdjnOMKSFcA/s1600/outsidechic.jakki_layout2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U4kC-WAuKN4/TpSIQe4LwWI/AAAAAAAABdM/gdjnOMKSFcA/s320/outsidechic.jakki_layout2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;so this is almost a echo park paper exclusive, but then it's not. can you find the off brand? &amp;nbsp;i'll give you a hint it fits right in with the layout above it ... guess the red dots? &amp;nbsp;i'm in love with the red dot paper from the jillibean strawberry/bike paper .. there's two sizes of white dots and the red is just so yummy .. so i just went with it, the ep red dot paper (yeah they have a few different kinds) just didn't jive with me on this page. hmm oh and i was mimicking his shirt in the color scheme of things ... well except i had to add green :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1q6JaM2egF0/TpSIRT9c5LI/AAAAAAAABdU/wGpZ-sM4Awo/s1600/outsidechic.jakki.layout3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1q6JaM2egF0/TpSIRT9c5LI/AAAAAAAABdU/wGpZ-sM4Awo/s320/outsidechic.jakki.layout3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and this one just fell together, and in no way was representative of the sketch i had tucked away originally to go with the photos. but i had fun, and I also have a really really hard time using journaling blocks ( i made the one in here, super easy and it matches puuurrrrfectly to the other papers). just hard to use is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EZb7vx0ormw/TpSIVvqOyiI/AAAAAAAABdc/wr_N308uN8U/s1600/outsidechic.jakki.sketch3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EZb7vx0ormw/TpSIVvqOyiI/AAAAAAAABdc/wr_N308uN8U/s320/outsidechic.jakki.sketch3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and the call that i was sending these all too was one for a 'sketch artist' i did up some sketches in photoshop/illustrator to go along with my layouts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-3172635906156800970?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/3172635906156800970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=3172635906156800970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3172635906156800970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3172635906156800970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/10/rejected-once-again.html' title='REJECTED! ... once again'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DBVIpQKDKfE/TpSIPTU6aHI/AAAAAAAABdE/RTjVAPD0n9M/s72-c/outsidechic.jakki_layout1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-2419962733616404884</id><published>2011-10-08T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T21:50:38.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>is it really october??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;okay I know it's been october for a while, and I even remembered to call my little brother and wish him a happy birthday (well I texted him) on the 3rd. but it's just hard to believe. but the weather is getting cold at night, well i'm thinking 55 is cold, &amp;nbsp;and some of the liquid ambers are changing to red (the only tree in sd that changes) it just doesn't feel like fall. maybe the fact that i'm still in beach photos scrapping away pages. here's my latest, for the sketch challenge over at the jillibean blog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5prywXNqYkk/TpEl7OjfZ5I/AAAAAAAABdA/M1zlDYVczmk/s1600/jb.challenge.faces.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5prywXNqYkk/TpEl7OjfZ5I/AAAAAAAABdA/M1zlDYVczmk/s320/jb.challenge.faces.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;kailee and her model faces ... the girl drives me crazy but eventually i get a natural looking smile. i'm finally starting to get a feel for the jillibean paper style, i love it so i've forced myself to use it more and more. and my stash is growing .. i think that helps the most, if you look closely you will see that i used paper from 3 different collections (with 3 different release dates) i just can't keep consistent with anything unless i have lots of different things to choose from ...&lt;br /&gt;so back to things fall they had pumpkins at the grocery store when we visited this week, and now i want to get one and bake it and have some pumpkin guts around to bake with ... pumpkin cinnamon rolls are calling my name, and that pumpkin latte syrup looked good too (could I add that to my green tea?, or maybe i should look up how to make the chai lattes i love so much) ... oh well i'm off on a tangent and bed i looking really good right now ... good night or good morning (depends on when you're reading this).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-2419962733616404884?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/2419962733616404884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=2419962733616404884' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2419962733616404884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2419962733616404884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/10/is-it-really-october.html' title='is it really october??'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5prywXNqYkk/TpEl7OjfZ5I/AAAAAAAABdA/M1zlDYVczmk/s72-c/jb.challenge.faces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-6938944523121452004</id><published>2011-10-04T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T15:23:54.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's starting to feel like fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;okay maybe a little bit, its cloudy and raining off and on. and well cold ... in san diego terms :) but wanted to share these new layouts i did ... making those warm summer days last a little longer, HA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_fLaQDsP4w/TouEspkYRvI/AAAAAAAABcs/I6_t5sHXPk0/s1600/oct4.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_fLaQDsP4w/TouEspkYRvI/AAAAAAAABcs/I6_t5sHXPk0/s320/oct4.1.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;so i bought 4 sheets of bella blvd papers to attmept to enter their DT call a few weeks back. yeah that didn't happen it wasn't that i didn't want to try i just sat there looking at the few sheets of Mr. Boy that i had and nothing came to me ... turns out adding some wrmk yankee doddles, and the jillibeab strawberry soup made the paper work for me. I need 10 sheets of different pp's to work ... that could get expensive. also love playing with the amsterstand (what ever you call the and sign, i should know this it is typography and all) mask, saw that one on studio calico's blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WJOMHqciVw4/TouE1KIzn6I/AAAAAAAABcw/pMzWrV0iEa0/s1600/oct4.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WJOMHqciVw4/TouE1KIzn6I/AAAAAAAABcw/pMzWrV0iEa0/s320/oct4.2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;tying to put fall in summer photos .... hmmm okay so crate paper's random collection is awesome and i was totally inspired by pam's "pink is the new red" layout ... although mines not so pink. also used creative scrappers sketch #156.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w5ZoUkh5ymw/TouE3Pj0LNI/AAAAAAAABc0/nbRKvGTPqOE/s1600/oct4.3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w5ZoUkh5ymw/TouE3Pj0LNI/AAAAAAAABc0/nbRKvGTPqOE/s320/oct4.3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;playing some more with my lacking bella blvd paper :) &amp;nbsp;but i love the wrmk blue against the green with the peeks of jillibean red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LapuRXNEWQE/TouE4Woo1mI/AAAAAAAABc4/LCXC29nXAEE/s1600/oct4.4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LapuRXNEWQE/TouE4Woo1mI/AAAAAAAABc4/LCXC29nXAEE/s320/oct4.4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;feeling very fall when i put this page together .... but the paper isn't fall .. its spring. october afternoon (green spots), cosomo cricket (purple), and American Crafts (orange) .. with bazzill kraft as the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ftDCtJij98/TouE69u18EI/AAAAAAAABc8/DR6rfl7j2Wk/s1600/oct4.5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ftDCtJij98/TouE69u18EI/AAAAAAAABc8/DR6rfl7j2Wk/s320/oct4.5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;my favorite page of the group ... journaling has nothing to do with the photo, other than k is being quirky. but its more about stuff she does that more or less drives me crazy ... lol. and the paper is all jillibean watermelon gaspacho (love the yellow gingham, although wasn't so sure of it to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so it's a crafty post today ; &amp;gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-6938944523121452004?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/6938944523121452004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=6938944523121452004' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6938944523121452004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6938944523121452004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-starting-to-feel-like-fall.html' title='it&apos;s starting to feel like fall'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_fLaQDsP4w/TouEspkYRvI/AAAAAAAABcs/I6_t5sHXPk0/s72-c/oct4.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-6387210324015768794</id><published>2011-09-22T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T22:38:54.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Photos with Echo Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some more summer pictures to add to the albums, these ones I did using some of my more recent echo park papers. I'm totally in love with Splash the oranges, blues, and almost blue greens are just singing to me. Now I don't know what it is, but I can never seem to do up a layout using just one collection, it might be that artist in me that has to go against the rules of using only one collections, or it could be that I'm usually looking at a bunch of paper spread out in front of me when I scrap and pull from here and there. &amp;nbsp;But that's one of the things I love about ep all their lines merge together so perfectly. And it usually means that I buy two collections at a time too. This time I put a bit of Playground in with Splash and it works perfectly with those summer, and school pictures.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This page came together with using the orange .. it seemed to compliment the underside of the starfish. Then in classic layering mode I added green and a &amp;nbsp;blue white to contrast with the orange. The journal card with the crab seemed to fit the whole sea life theme going on. The circles are from various scraps and just found there way onto the page, making for that classic triangle design and they are mimicking the blue and orange scheme. And I didn't want to spell out fish with the cute little fishes on the sticker sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mIUNwsZ_IBU/TnwD3dzlTwI/AAAAAAAABcg/MltD4WFKyNQ/s1600/ep_batstar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mIUNwsZ_IBU/TnwD3dzlTwI/AAAAAAAABcg/MltD4WFKyNQ/s320/ep_batstar.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Products used:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bazzill Kraft&lt;br /&gt;Mister Huey Bonny Blue&lt;br /&gt;Echo Park Splash: Big Wave, Fish, Sunshine, Big Dots, Mini Stripe, Journal&lt;br /&gt;Splash Element stickers&lt;br /&gt;Echo Park Playground: Journal, Capture the Flag, and Alpha stickers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When I did this page, I was in love with the the brick work of the pink paper in Playground, but it didn't jive so well with the green shirts the girls are wearing in the photos. In comes a green from the Splash collection, it compliments the girls shirts, but it's not so strong of a green to shout out at you 'hey I'm christmas. The color lines bring the pink over to the green side of the layout and the dots mimicked the puzzle in the photo. After that part of the initial design I just added strips and shapes to complete&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the page. It was fun to make sure none of the lines matched up to achieve that over all "jumbled" look. Oh and I had run out of the letter "e" and I actually cut the outline out of the alpha sheet to make&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the red red outlined "e"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CyRAorrdEB8/TnwD5ybxaAI/AAAAAAAABck/xD7zyUGN60c/s1600/ep_centers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CyRAorrdEB8/TnwD5ybxaAI/AAAAAAAABck/xD7zyUGN60c/s320/ep_centers.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Products Used:&lt;br /&gt;Echo Park Playgound: Double Dutch, Kick the Can, Hopscotch, Monkey Bars, &lt;br /&gt;Hide and Seek, Capture the Flag, Journal&lt;br /&gt;Echo Park Splash: Big Dots&lt;br /&gt;Echo Park Little Boy: (green dots paper)&lt;br /&gt;Playground letter stickers&lt;br /&gt;Splash Element stickers&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This page is the simplest of the mix but it proved the most challenging to me. The sandcastle has to be one of the coolest, largest, and flattest stickers I've ever used but it fit into the theme of the page so well. I used it along with the photos, since they turned out to be the same size of sorts. The castle is layered on some CS so it stands up the placement of it is also not on the 3 grid of the photos, and it's not playing by the rules of symmetric design. &amp;nbsp;Again with the orange and blue, I really like how the bubbling blue stripe mimics the waves, and the orange contrasts the blue to make it pop ... maybe I'm thinking sunsets with this whole color theme. The playground green is the grounding color behind them. The stickers on the top and bottom of the page are there to complete a diagonal design element as the four little circles are there to compliment the green grounding square. Its another one of those jumbled up pages with lines going every which way but simple and eye pleasing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RS45XhzHNQo/TnwD6r-d8iI/AAAAAAAABco/ULgAWg6F46M/s1600/ep_together.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RS45XhzHNQo/TnwD6r-d8iI/AAAAAAAABco/ULgAWg6F46M/s320/ep_together.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Products Used:&lt;br /&gt;Bazzill White&lt;br /&gt;Echo Park Playground: Jump Rope, Simon Says, Alphabet Stickers&lt;br /&gt;Echo Park Splash: Big Wave, Element Stickers, Big Dots, Mini Stripes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-6387210324015768794?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/6387210324015768794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=6387210324015768794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6387210324015768794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6387210324015768794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/09/summer-photos-with-echo-park.html' title='Summer Photos with Echo Park'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mIUNwsZ_IBU/TnwD3dzlTwI/AAAAAAAABcg/MltD4WFKyNQ/s72-c/ep_batstar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-4248084328003760059</id><published>2011-09-22T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T09:21:02.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm stuck, and some 'official feet' photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dXIi1X5hdSY/TntevqODiWI/AAAAAAAABcQ/TXVRX6IrlSE/s1600/snacktime.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dXIi1X5hdSY/TntevqODiWI/AAAAAAAABcQ/TXVRX6IrlSE/s320/snacktime.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;in one of those places where that i need to get out of if i want any chance of being popular. &amp;nbsp;ugh i have pages ready to go .. just a few adjustments here and there and then to send them off. yet for the past two days i've come up with other stuff to do, like say edit pictures for printing ... i found this one in the stack of 3,956 photos for 2011. logan sitting in his tractor eating a snack, maybe it's the baby pictures sarah keeps posting of Nate but it got me thinking i really don't have any "feet" pictures of logan. the little guy was in casts till he was three months old so i think this will be my official feet picture for him, one year old feet sitting in the tractor eating, what boy could be happier. :) now that's i've mad my struggle public i guess i can be over it and move on to working &amp;nbsp;... along with having to do chores, i really hate chores there is no fun in them and as soon as you turn around its like you've never done anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-4248084328003760059?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/4248084328003760059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=4248084328003760059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4248084328003760059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4248084328003760059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-stuck-and-some-official-feet-photos.html' title='I&apos;m stuck, and some &apos;official feet&apos; photos'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dXIi1X5hdSY/TntevqODiWI/AAAAAAAABcQ/TXVRX6IrlSE/s72-c/snacktime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-8042081482734284986</id><published>2011-09-19T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T15:43:43.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the amazing flipping bat star (fish)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;at the aquarium tide pools this guy was the only thing logan would touch .. they had these awesome tide pools with star fish, sea cucumbers, the spiky purple things, and so much more. Logan wouldn't touch any of it, until one of the volunteers took this guy out and had him do a flip .. Logan put his finger in the water to touch his back, then proceeded to run to me giggling and all excited. So I of course had to do a page about the amazing flipping bat star.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EM3EeY4x2jc/TnfEaeL_1HI/AAAAAAAABcI/NHhsKqXQa6U/s1600/starfish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EM3EeY4x2jc/TnfEaeL_1HI/AAAAAAAABcI/NHhsKqXQa6U/s320/starfish.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;its also my take on the sketch challenge over at the nook(below is the original sketch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tQhfz3c1xhI/TnfEp3_P8uI/AAAAAAAABcM/J9AiQ1Jf_6Y/s1600/nook4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tQhfz3c1xhI/TnfEp3_P8uI/AAAAAAAABcM/J9AiQ1Jf_6Y/s320/nook4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-8042081482734284986?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/8042081482734284986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=8042081482734284986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8042081482734284986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8042081482734284986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-is-my-take-on-sketch-challenge.html' title='the amazing flipping bat star (fish)'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EM3EeY4x2jc/TnfEaeL_1HI/AAAAAAAABcI/NHhsKqXQa6U/s72-c/starfish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-2463543349279720870</id><published>2011-09-14T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T10:50:54.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A card challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I'm trying these card challenges. One to get some cards made that I can grab when needed, and also to use up the ever growing pile of scraps. &amp;nbsp;This one is for the moxiefabworld.com vertical challenge. &amp;nbsp;I love the idea of using hearts for the banner. I used some jillibean watermelon gazpacho along with bazzill kraft (lighter) and recollections kraft (darker), the contrast of the two is interesting. Well here you go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-446FK0laZBs/TnDgeV25YPI/AAAAAAAABb4/jq92iscyer8/s1600/crd9.14.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-446FK0laZBs/TnDgeV25YPI/AAAAAAAABb4/jq92iscyer8/s320/crd9.14.2.jpg" width="291" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and the original sketch:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Hsj1rqN-Kc/TnDglVB60iI/AAAAAAAABb8/yGrQM9QZNwA/s1600/14-Julie-Campbell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Hsj1rqN-Kc/TnDglVB60iI/AAAAAAAABb8/yGrQM9QZNwA/s1600/14-Julie-Campbell.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and the horizontal challenge ...&lt;br /&gt;I used some WeRMemoryKeepers show and tell papers and card stock. and my own handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WDlOJsnh-Oo/TnDpC3tU_VI/AAAAAAAABcA/li5jXqTGwfY/s1600/crd9.14.5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WDlOJsnh-Oo/TnDpC3tU_VI/AAAAAAAABcA/li5jXqTGwfY/s320/crd9.14.5.jpg" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xUoeOqaiGvQ/TnDpGYSrFQI/AAAAAAAABcE/-fDwm4cmiRc/s1600/71-Kim-Hughes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xUoeOqaiGvQ/TnDpGYSrFQI/AAAAAAAABcE/-fDwm4cmiRc/s1600/71-Kim-Hughes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-2463543349279720870?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/2463543349279720870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=2463543349279720870' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2463543349279720870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2463543349279720870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-im-trying-these-card-challenges.html' title='A card challenge'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-446FK0laZBs/TnDgeV25YPI/AAAAAAAABb4/jq92iscyer8/s72-c/crd9.14.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-4856547465568095660</id><published>2011-09-12T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T20:29:13.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she wants to be a fire fighter ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_yS48y_Ge4c/Tm7Mk887x5I/AAAAAAAABbw/u1sUJDmHjR0/s1600/wantstobe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_yS48y_Ge4c/Tm7Mk887x5I/AAAAAAAABbw/u1sUJDmHjR0/s320/wantstobe.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;she wants to be a firefighter when she grows up. at least that is what she's been telling me lately. i think its a little influenced by the fact that she's seen the hills behind out house burn multiple times, watched helicopters suck water out of the lakes and fly and drop it over the smoke (and flames). she's been part of an evacuation for three days due to a fire. waves happily at any fire trucks that pass. not to mention that we've talked about how much help fire fighters are to people who are hurt or in trouble ... such a noble and wonderful to to want to grow up to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DdKpU4X3f1U/Tm7MnUhmlkI/AAAAAAAABb0/Uk62TTAGpLU/s1600/tvwatcher.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DdKpU4X3f1U/Tm7MnUhmlkI/AAAAAAAABb0/Uk62TTAGpLU/s320/tvwatcher.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and well he's not so sure what he wants to be yet. he points at cars and gets all excited though, so i'm voting for industrial designer and designing cars ... lol. but he his my tv watcher and sometime i really love that i can put on "cars" and he will sit and watch the whole thing happily ... k still can't sit through a movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos taken tonight with out a flash with me sitting very still and kids under the lamps ... i've lightened them up a bit. and got rid of the orange glow by turning them black and white ... just hope they're light enough to print decently, but they look cool on my screen .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-4856547465568095660?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/4856547465568095660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=4856547465568095660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4856547465568095660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4856547465568095660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/09/she-wants-to-be-fire-fighter.html' title='she wants to be a fire fighter ...'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_yS48y_Ge4c/Tm7Mk887x5I/AAAAAAAABbw/u1sUJDmHjR0/s72-c/wantstobe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-7009517445766193973</id><published>2011-09-10T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T21:44:13.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more beach photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;turned into scrapbook pages ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S8Ak77D6vtE/Tmw7pl6XLOI/AAAAAAAABbo/v3N3xM8_C6c/s1600/ursmiles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S8Ak77D6vtE/Tmw7pl6XLOI/AAAAAAAABbo/v3N3xM8_C6c/s320/ursmiles.jpg" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;love how this one turned out, october afternoon's five and dime is lots of fun to play with, my added challenge was that i got the 8x8 stack, now while i get all the papers in the line (times 2) there smaller than the happy 12x12 i'm used too. and thus a whole lot harder to scrap with ... ugh .. oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wBA8yMoXt-M/Tmw7te8Fe8I/AAAAAAAABbs/r0CdUIjPZjQ/s1600/attwo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wBA8yMoXt-M/Tmw7te8Fe8I/AAAAAAAABbs/r0CdUIjPZjQ/s320/attwo.jpg" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and this is one of those "thought" pages i am seriously lacking in his book :) &amp;nbsp;it works though, beach picture and him being a spring/summer baby ... his birthday was the same month the picture was taken lol. i totally didn't start out for the strip journaling to look like this, i started by glueing down the top and bottom strips and when i layed them all out they filled the space, somehow the glue made the space bigger. but i like the break up .. it was a happy accident&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-7009517445766193973?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/7009517445766193973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=7009517445766193973' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7009517445766193973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7009517445766193973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/09/more-beach-photos.html' title='more beach photos'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S8Ak77D6vtE/Tmw7pl6XLOI/AAAAAAAABbo/v3N3xM8_C6c/s72-c/ursmiles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-1744942098383240987</id><published>2011-09-06T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T22:35:19.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and the fun starts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFUkKswp75c/TmcBN3sLb3I/AAAAAAAABbk/i4cLB8OVWm8/s1600/kinder.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFUkKswp75c/TmcBN3sLb3I/AAAAAAAABbk/i4cLB8OVWm8/s320/kinder.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;kailee's first day of school .. she's in a k-1st combo class. and she says she loves it. Kailee's words as we drove home: &amp;nbsp;they only colored on picture today, she was a little sad about that. she got a blue card (blue cards are good, so many of them equals a trip to the treasure box)&amp;nbsp;and one kid got a yellow card (bad mojo).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;they had snack at their desks (it was still raining outside), but she got to play at lunch. her teacher was one of the "helpers" in her EAK class last spring, she told them her full name but it was really long so they can call her just by her first last name. and the teacher read them a really long story, so she stopped and they get to finish it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... love the randomness of all that she tells me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-1744942098383240987?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/1744942098383240987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=1744942098383240987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/1744942098383240987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/1744942098383240987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/09/and-fun-starts.html' title='and the fun starts'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFUkKswp75c/TmcBN3sLb3I/AAAAAAAABbk/i4cLB8OVWm8/s72-c/kinder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-3278960334298483126</id><published>2011-09-01T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T23:10:49.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scrappy goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;okay so here are some of my latest creations with close up's of my favorite parts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(trying something new and adding scrappy goodness to my blog more)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9v3IvExP38/TmBwG2hANWI/AAAAAAAABa4/NnWz6JH4CAk/s1600/bg_blkberries.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9v3IvExP38/TmBwG2hANWI/AAAAAAAABa4/NnWz6JH4CAk/s320/bg_blkberries.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;logan eating and making faces at me ... really i'm not a fan of food eating pictures&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uR9GMV4Z3Io/TmBwJXQsLQI/AAAAAAAABa8/pSoNzPfF3fM/s1600/bg_blkberries2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uR9GMV4Z3Io/TmBwJXQsLQI/AAAAAAAABa8/pSoNzPfF3fM/s320/bg_blkberries2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love the title on this one, the little block with summer in it. in retospect i should have done it bigger&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vY-NkMenc_k/TmBwM2C0_RI/AAAAAAAABbA/Qs7RV90uy_I/s1600/bg_sand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vY-NkMenc_k/TmBwM2C0_RI/AAAAAAAABbA/Qs7RV90uy_I/s320/bg_sand.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;love love love how the oranges make the blues in the photo pop&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k3c3ezNghec/TmBwQZHILoI/AAAAAAAABbE/aCPRbXcznnE/s1600/bg_sand2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k3c3ezNghec/TmBwQZHILoI/AAAAAAAABbE/aCPRbXcznnE/s320/bg_sand2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;lots of BG letter stickers, and yet they are almost all the same font oh bother&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b9lsUGG3IUk/TmBwVMe06cI/AAAAAAAABbI/guLndSDrONY/s1600/bg_listen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b9lsUGG3IUk/TmBwVMe06cI/AAAAAAAABbI/guLndSDrONY/s320/bg_listen.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;donno, it just doesn't feel like a "jakki" layout .. i was using a sketch and seemed stuck on that sketch&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y3_HBL37gJc/TmBwX4BiZCI/AAAAAAAABbM/Ub2qkQUSJNI/s1600/bg_listen2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y3_HBL37gJc/TmBwX4BiZCI/AAAAAAAABbM/Ub2qkQUSJNI/s320/bg_listen2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;love the mix of patterns and colors here&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-au90ya7s4xk/TmBwaXoFifI/AAAAAAAABbQ/xZVBmU85tDE/s1600/jb_sandangel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-au90ya7s4xk/TmBwaXoFifI/AAAAAAAABbQ/xZVBmU85tDE/s320/jb_sandangel.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;it needs more, so much more. but i'm sorta stuck ... hmm sensing a pattern here&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LO7PXgb9fRk/TmBwcELEZoI/AAAAAAAABbU/5brwzZ41LXk/s1600/jb_sandangel2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LO7PXgb9fRk/TmBwcELEZoI/AAAAAAAABbU/5brwzZ41LXk/s320/jb_sandangel2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;need to do a card with this on it .. love the butterflies, i cut the red one out myself&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MHpCS5OyGwg/TmBxYZJfi_I/AAAAAAAABbY/oFj9Z92XKEs/s1600/running1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MHpCS5OyGwg/TmBxYZJfi_I/AAAAAAAABbY/oFj9Z92XKEs/s320/running1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"waiting"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;and now i can post my running beach pictures. kailee had so much fun playing with hunter. and i love how these shots work in secquence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fHvP18-B220/TmBxbI3UAcI/AAAAAAAABbc/m28kJbNEHtY/s1600/running2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fHvP18-B220/TmBxbI3UAcI/AAAAAAAABbc/m28kJbNEHtY/s320/running2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"running"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FJznvBsuBso/TmBxdlvndeI/AAAAAAAABbg/4DiJIDguYKQ/s1600/rinning3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FJznvBsuBso/TmBxdlvndeI/AAAAAAAABbg/4DiJIDguYKQ/s320/rinning3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"its catching up, RUN FASTER"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;and Coronado is still one of my FAVORITE BEACHES OF ALL TIME. even with the planes and helectopters flying circles over head, and battleships off on the horizon. being next to the navy base if just cool and it there was no kelp. and the ice cream at the end was a delightful treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-3278960334298483126?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/3278960334298483126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=3278960334298483126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3278960334298483126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3278960334298483126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/09/scrappy-goodness.html' title='scrappy goodness'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9v3IvExP38/TmBwG2hANWI/AAAAAAAABa4/NnWz6JH4CAk/s72-c/bg_blkberries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-4219993664667056236</id><published>2011-08-31T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T22:55:00.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the last days of summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;well sort of, seeing as the weather doesn't change around here till November. But K starts school next week and so it's sort of a end of summer kinda time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went to Coronado today and there was some really big surf, followed by rivers of water rushing back into the waves and rip currents. Also some eye candy lifeguards who were all over doing a wonderful job of preventing rescues. the water was way to powerful for little kiddos to go "swimming"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GKBMveGKlUs/Tl8a6mAyOsI/AAAAAAAABaY/LZ4jJ7JWSY0/s1600/8.31.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GKBMveGKlUs/Tl8a6mAyOsI/AAAAAAAABaY/LZ4jJ7JWSY0/s320/8.31.1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;not that kailee cared she was all about running from the waves and playing in the way cool tide pools at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nc7Z5g1s9ao/Tl8a81VSwoI/AAAAAAAABac/-sxakk18ZRE/s1600/8.31.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nc7Z5g1s9ao/Tl8a81VSwoI/AAAAAAAABac/-sxakk18ZRE/s320/8.31.2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;logan was all about the sand ... he got covered in the stuff. hey did you know that you can use baby powder to remove sand. it's pretty cool my SIL told us about it. and dang it! it really works you look a little like a ghost afterwards but a lot of the sand is gone. oh and l is now crazy about wearing this hat EVERYWHERE i can't seem to get him to take it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-04dkvLSkL2c/Tl8a-xv44OI/AAAAAAAABag/LpwR8gZX9XM/s1600/8.31.3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-04dkvLSkL2c/Tl8a-xv44OI/AAAAAAAABag/LpwR8gZX9XM/s320/8.31.3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;i am thinking this is the opposite picture to the new one of me holding the camera above. &amp;nbsp;she's got my phone and is all about taking pictures now, a little photographer i have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FrS_pXfxshM/Tl8bBonqg-I/AAAAAAAABak/M9SThFU8M_g/s1600/8.31.4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FrS_pXfxshM/Tl8bBonqg-I/AAAAAAAABak/M9SThFU8M_g/s320/8.31.4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and l just being as cute as he can be. my little posing "eese" saying boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-4219993664667056236?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/4219993664667056236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=4219993664667056236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4219993664667056236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4219993664667056236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/08/last-days-of-summer.html' title='the last days of summer'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GKBMveGKlUs/Tl8a6mAyOsI/AAAAAAAABaY/LZ4jJ7JWSY0/s72-c/8.31.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-6099286989617562686</id><published>2011-08-23T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T10:23:21.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>slr at the beach .. i know more pictures of the beach lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my goal is for a summer with more beach in it, seriously i live to close to the water not to take advantage of it, right???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;these are the pictures from a few weeks ago when i took my dslr to the beach .... i will do it again promise it wasn't bad at all :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aVfhuij-SxY/TlPgozNfWNI/AAAAAAAABZg/kr5cII0iGrE/s1600/ob1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aVfhuij-SxY/TlPgozNfWNI/AAAAAAAABZg/kr5cII0iGrE/s320/ob1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;kailee jumping the waves ... the water was cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xu8Bf7Qi0BA/TlPgqTjDjTI/AAAAAAAABZk/0c1HjTE3uII/s1600/ob2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xu8Bf7Qi0BA/TlPgqTjDjTI/AAAAAAAABZk/0c1HjTE3uII/s320/ob2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;logan showing me the seagulls before he started chasing them. i have to admit these pictures turned out the best. way better then when i've tried this with the p&amp;amp;s ... but i have better zoom with this lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d4_9GwCCU6A/TlPgsMLV3ZI/AAAAAAAABZo/wEWF7V1No7o/s1600/ob3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d4_9GwCCU6A/TlPgsMLV3ZI/AAAAAAAABZo/wEWF7V1No7o/s320/ob3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;logan chasing the teenage seagulls, they weren't so fast to fly off on him .. he loved it that's for sure. and for the life of me i can not get him to take his shoes off at the beach. if i get them off of him i have to hide them or else he puts them back on. crazy child .... just like his shirt he has to wear his shirt too, but i wont complain over that one less of a chance for a sun burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s4H8nfqeIM4/TlPgtoPluuI/AAAAAAAABZs/qnDwY0rGfVA/s1600/ob4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s4H8nfqeIM4/TlPgtoPluuI/AAAAAAAABZs/qnDwY0rGfVA/s320/ob4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and this is logan's concentrating face. &amp;nbsp;i see it on him a lot. i love capturing his expressions .... don't remember doing is as much with K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-6099286989617562686?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/6099286989617562686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=6099286989617562686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6099286989617562686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6099286989617562686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/08/slr-at-beach-i-know-more-pictures-of.html' title='slr at the beach .. i know more pictures of the beach lol'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aVfhuij-SxY/TlPgozNfWNI/AAAAAAAABZg/kr5cII0iGrE/s72-c/ob1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-5225140825203285885</id><published>2011-08-22T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T08:52:20.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my little (tummy) surfer girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t9gKMouz5nM/TlJ6JnMrX-I/AAAAAAAABZM/zY1mzmZP2K0/s1600/surfsup1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t9gKMouz5nM/TlJ6JnMrX-I/AAAAAAAABZM/zY1mzmZP2K0/s320/surfsup1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;so another day spent at the beach :) &amp;nbsp;got some fun shots of the two of them playing in the sand together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f5fRXZfRB5Q/TlJ6Lcjc78I/AAAAAAAABZQ/pvNgjd2tJfc/s1600/surfsup2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f5fRXZfRB5Q/TlJ6Lcjc78I/AAAAAAAABZQ/pvNgjd2tJfc/s320/surfsup2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;we went with some cousins and friends and the kids dug a really big hole ... logan was in heaven (this isn't the really big hole, but this is logan's hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFh1Dg9j5wg/TlJ6NGRfykI/AAAAAAAABZU/NsDfKFhxsMk/s1600/surfsup3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFh1Dg9j5wg/TlJ6NGRfykI/AAAAAAAABZU/NsDfKFhxsMk/s320/surfsup3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and kailee discovered 'tummy surfing' thanks to her older cousin's boogie boards ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dldltJrvL94/TlJ6QTkDnVI/AAAAAAAABZY/f_PXawDs5wU/s1600/surfsup4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dldltJrvL94/TlJ6QTkDnVI/AAAAAAAABZY/f_PXawDs5wU/s320/surfsup4.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;she had a blast and has requested her own boogie board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6izjBe8xHj8/TlJ6R9wi1bI/AAAAAAAABZc/RNhNg1lqE6Q/s1600/surfsup6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6izjBe8xHj8/TlJ6R9wi1bI/AAAAAAAABZc/RNhNg1lqE6Q/s320/surfsup6.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and this picture needs to be my new avatar :) &amp;nbsp;i love it so so so much :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to bad the sky was over cast and all the pictures look a little muddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-5225140825203285885?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/5225140825203285885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=5225140825203285885' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/5225140825203285885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/5225140825203285885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-little-tummy-surfer-girl.html' title='my little (tummy) surfer girl'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t9gKMouz5nM/TlJ6JnMrX-I/AAAAAAAABZM/zY1mzmZP2K0/s72-c/surfsup1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-2080279326248172118</id><published>2011-08-18T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T14:01:32.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dr stickers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6uLz2SrZ2jo/Tk18GVMYS7I/AAAAAAAABZI/u9FcdYau9bc/s1600/stickers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6uLz2SrZ2jo/Tk18GVMYS7I/AAAAAAAABZI/u9FcdYau9bc/s320/stickers.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;maybe its just the fact that i have been to children's hospital ALOT these past few months with all the orthopedic appointments between the two kids or it might just be he's getting bigger. but this boy is all about the stickers now. he likes to stick them on his himself and on me. the little stickers we have at home don't show as well as the big ones. and he got x-rays taken of his feet tuesday and he received 6 mickey stickers, along side his sister who was just there too watch, &amp;nbsp;they are the kinds the dr have that measure 2" square. and then placed them all on his shirt, buy himself, he didn't ask me for any help. the photo isn't the best, and have to love the camera phone because the sticker shirt didn't last much longer than the appointment. but its a fun memory ... K used to get those big popsicle sticks from the dr and would put her stickers on those making "puppets" (she was shown how to do this with one of her first dr sticker encounter)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-2080279326248172118?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/2080279326248172118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=2080279326248172118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2080279326248172118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2080279326248172118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/08/dr-stickers.html' title='dr stickers'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6uLz2SrZ2jo/Tk18GVMYS7I/AAAAAAAABZI/u9FcdYau9bc/s72-c/stickers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-743717032328651496</id><published>2011-08-02T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T21:21:18.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>he calls her E</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so another day at the beach, same beach same location, but again with kailee. she's back from her month long vacation at my parents house. so the kids and i took my dad for a day at the beach. logan hung out making or really destroying sand castles while kailee and i did other stuff ... along with take lots of pictures :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XaS8aXR86zY/TjjJZCX5iGI/AAAAAAAABYw/jAADMky0de0/s1600/8.2.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XaS8aXR86zY/TjjJZCX5iGI/AAAAAAAABYw/jAADMky0de0/s320/8.2.1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;one of the kids showed k a sand crab, and she was all about digging up the sand as the waves hit to find them .. but that lasted all of five minutes and then she was over it for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMuaNtIcm3A/TjjJbXySuzI/AAAAAAAABY0/zyjuiYSoqhk/s1600/8.2.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMuaNtIcm3A/TjjJbXySuzI/AAAAAAAABY0/zyjuiYSoqhk/s320/8.2.2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;i love this picture, i have one of her just standing there ... thinking some switchfoot lyrics would go wonderfully with ... :) but this is of her jumping the waves ... need some journaling ideas for that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X4EQzYsdElk/TjjJePTt6AI/AAAAAAAABY4/bJlukl-OZRU/s1600/8.2.3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X4EQzYsdElk/TjjJePTt6AI/AAAAAAAABY4/bJlukl-OZRU/s320/8.2.3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QsuqKhNy0xs/TjjJgX3N3eI/AAAAAAAABY8/FevPkLIhXxw/s1600/8.2.4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QsuqKhNy0xs/TjjJgX3N3eI/AAAAAAAABY8/FevPkLIhXxw/s320/8.2.4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and now for the blog title explanation:&lt;br /&gt;logan can't get his tongue around "k-a-lee" i know he's two, and really not a big talker. but to get the attention of his sister &amp;nbsp;he says "EEEE" and she responds as do i when he comes to tattle on her its "eee .....no... ca ..... and some other stuff but its defiantly "eee" and the tears usually give away what has happened. its cute and it's defiantly the end of her name. its just her dad and i have gotten in the habit of calling her "K" because of texting and well her name starts with a strong "K" sound. &amp;nbsp;oh well i do believe "E" is sticking around ... just will probably take me a little to get used to it &amp;nbsp;... at least it's a cool nick name. now if we can get a firm nickname for this little guy that is uniquely him, "bud" is to general as is "boy child", and well "lo lo" is too girly, and there is sometimes "bug" but its turns into kailee bug to easily so its not a keeper ... we will wait and see what his nickname turns out to be, but do note that logan doesn't really have one as of now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yISQ42W5MSc/TjjJjMypYNI/AAAAAAAABZA/9uOQzNHmQ-k/s1600/8.2.5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yISQ42W5MSc/TjjJjMypYNI/AAAAAAAABZA/9uOQzNHmQ-k/s320/8.2.5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and i do beleive that my p&amp;amp;S is wearing out ... kailee took this self portrait while riding home from the beach. and the black is definatly the outer protecting shutter of the p&amp;amp;s ... but it does make for a pretty cool few pictures ... she's turning into a photographer just like her mama :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ragMfpPrL_c/TjjJmIaqt4I/AAAAAAAABZE/O7FhKcUSKr0/s1600/8.2.6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ragMfpPrL_c/TjjJmIaqt4I/AAAAAAAABZE/O7FhKcUSKr0/s320/8.2.6.jpg" width="320" /&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/4761209129108625380-743717032328651496?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/743717032328651496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=743717032328651496' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/743717032328651496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/743717032328651496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/08/he-calls-her-e.html' title='he calls her E'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XaS8aXR86zY/TjjJZCX5iGI/AAAAAAAABYw/jAADMky0de0/s72-c/8.2.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-3073653969364965716</id><published>2011-07-25T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T08:19:39.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sand, sand, and more sand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FaGWmjrq5uc/Ti2IGA0K7MI/AAAAAAAABYk/xNNx79N2b7E/s1600/lajolla1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FaGWmjrq5uc/Ti2IGA0K7MI/AAAAAAAABYk/xNNx79N2b7E/s320/lajolla1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So taking Pam's advice as soon as we got to the beach I pulled out my little p&amp;amp;s (can't bring myself to break out the big dslr at the beach) and started snapping away photos .... logan carried his own sand buckets and was happily filling them up, and sharing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--0MZjRGS6EI/Ti2IIb0JEeI/AAAAAAAABYo/AyIyJD-KtAc/s1600/lajolla2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--0MZjRGS6EI/Ti2IIb0JEeI/AAAAAAAABYo/AyIyJD-KtAc/s320/lajolla2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;notice how far away the water is???? he wasn't to keen to go near it, but he would carry his bucket up to &amp;nbsp;about 3 feet away from the surf, hand me the bucket to go fill up with water. and then turn and run back to our spot away from the waves. &amp;nbsp;i guess the water was fun in the buckets but really he didn't want to go near the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2CGl68T71d8/Ti2IL1DyAFI/AAAAAAAABYs/tUqfRPgXGOo/s1600/lajolla3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2CGl68T71d8/Ti2IL1DyAFI/AAAAAAAABYs/tUqfRPgXGOo/s320/lajolla3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and then he saw the seagulls ... so we chased the seagulls all over the beach. he was plowing on after them not staying anywhere near me totally engrosed in chasing these guys. he would get all exctied because they really didn't just fly off, but would avoid him for a bit by waddling this way and that, but eventually they would take flight and leave him to find another bird to chase.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-3073653969364965716?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/3073653969364965716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=3073653969364965716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3073653969364965716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3073653969364965716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/07/sand-sand-and-more-sand.html' title='sand, sand, and more sand'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FaGWmjrq5uc/Ti2IGA0K7MI/AAAAAAAABYk/xNNx79N2b7E/s72-c/lajolla1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-6990719411622496825</id><published>2011-07-18T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T10:44:51.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another summer day and some blackberries to go along</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;he's a ham, if he sees me grab the camera he poses and smiles for me. yeah it's cute but it's also annoying, it takes so much longer to get those "natural" poses. oh well i'm not jinxing myself, i do really want him to still love the camera when he gets older. so my rant over i've been thinking about the whole week in the life album that i want to accomplish along with all my scrappy internet friends. and this idea came to my mind ... one of the memories that i have of AT (back story: I had two grandmothers, and three grandfathers. but only one grampa (mom's dad) and one grammy (dad's mom) my others were called by there names AT (dad's father, although i did call him grandpa in my teen years before he died) Ronnie (his wife) and Phil (Grammy's husband) I never knew my mom's mom). But that i remember of AT's was going to pick blackberries, standing knee deep in a snow melt stream in august freezing my toes off picking the best blackberries i ever tasted. okay i was eating as many as i was picking but it was fun. even getting pricked and attacked by the bushes and watching out for bears. we were in the middle of northern cali and it was heaven. okay flash back to today we have a blackberry bush in our backyard now and this year it's been producing berries. I am so happy and excited, these berries scream summer to me more than watermelon (although i have another memory about the watermelon patch that took over the world, i mean our backyard. and watermelon nazi's from my life-guarding days), so every other day or so we are out there picking ripe blackberries off the bush and pretty much eating them straight away. this time i got logan to take some pictures with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a_iY3UDcW1s/TiRtZmmRrkI/AAAAAAAABYU/umFCVqWF9Cs/s1600/blackberries4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a_iY3UDcW1s/TiRtZmmRrkI/AAAAAAAABYU/umFCVqWF9Cs/s1600/blackberries4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;i'm sure it would have been cooler to take them outside and all, but yeah that didn't happen and all the berries have been eaten. he's not to much into sharing right now. everything is "mine" yeah he figured that word out all on his own. and if he see's you sneak something he thinks of as his he wants it back. seriously food is in this mix he will throw a fit over it too if you don't give it back to him. and that's really hard if you've already swallowed the treat. but i will say that this is really the only tell tale signs that he is two, for the most part he is a happy little guy who tells you what he wants and doesn't do the temper tantrums, those are left for Kailee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iCPigHqflBw/TiRtbyyn8SI/AAAAAAAABYY/mUGyNUQ2ezU/s1600/blackberries2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iCPigHqflBw/TiRtbyyn8SI/AAAAAAAABYY/mUGyNUQ2ezU/s1600/blackberries2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RTFc-3A0fP0/TiRtfH3RX3I/AAAAAAAABYc/HoGh92xon3E/s1600/blackberries3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RTFc-3A0fP0/TiRtfH3RX3I/AAAAAAAABYc/HoGh92xon3E/s1600/blackberries3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and now he decides to share, but that's usually only one small part of what ever he has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_9V_eIn_q4Y/TiRthb9TDdI/AAAAAAAABYg/IyUo6kzUGsA/s1600/blackberries1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_9V_eIn_q4Y/TiRthb9TDdI/AAAAAAAABYg/IyUo6kzUGsA/s1600/blackberries1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and that's the story of how blackberries are summer to me. so now off to chores and to see if i can come up with a fun and exciting story to go with them ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-6990719411622496825?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/6990719411622496825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=6990719411622496825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6990719411622496825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6990719411622496825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/07/another-summer-day-and-some.html' title='another summer day and some blackberries to go along'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a_iY3UDcW1s/TiRtZmmRrkI/AAAAAAAABYU/umFCVqWF9Cs/s72-c/blackberries4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-7831598117922374547</id><published>2011-07-11T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T08:36:11.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer time treats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TGI22yxKHGs/ThsXfoxQjQI/AAAAAAAABYM/XwDyL66aRrY/s1600/popcicle1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TGI22yxKHGs/ThsXfoxQjQI/AAAAAAAABYM/XwDyL66aRrY/s400/popcicle1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;logan is being funny, so i ask him to show me how he eats his popsicle an this is what i get. his tongue out with the popsicle in somewhere in the photo frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7xPpevvN78/ThsXiY6-8gI/AAAAAAAABYQ/XGlOyfAc1os/s1600/popcicle2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7xPpevvN78/ThsXiY6-8gI/AAAAAAAABYQ/XGlOyfAc1os/s1600/popcicle2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;some classic boy shots. and this is some of my attempt of summer pictures to make up for my miserable showing of 4th pictures. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-7831598117922374547?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/7831598117922374547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=7831598117922374547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7831598117922374547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7831598117922374547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-time-treats.html' title='summer time treats'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TGI22yxKHGs/ThsXfoxQjQI/AAAAAAAABYM/XwDyL66aRrY/s72-c/popcicle1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-2357238880247148383</id><published>2011-07-03T18:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T18:13:31.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have pictures to post, I've just seemed to have miss placed the camera that has all the pictures on it.&lt;br /&gt;So stay tuned .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-2357238880247148383?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/2357238880247148383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=2357238880247148383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2357238880247148383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2357238880247148383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-have-pictures-to-post-ive-just-seemed.html' title=''/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-8549223683547619706</id><published>2011-06-27T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T14:25:17.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer at the beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Installment #1 of summer at the beach 2011. &amp;nbsp;We arrived this morning around 8:35 it was a little foggy but the surf was high and everybody was excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hXF6xpxEh2Q/Tgjy7aG5iMI/AAAAAAAABX4/uBn-_MsqlbI/s1600/beach1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hXF6xpxEh2Q/Tgjy7aG5iMI/AAAAAAAABX4/uBn-_MsqlbI/s320/beach1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and me being me, i needed some shade, there are no trees around here, unless you count 30 ft high palm trees and those babies give no shade. so I have a half tent shade thing, and LOVE IT! It gives you just the right amount of shade so you're not frying in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6nN4aly_Xdg/Tgjy9LRyddI/AAAAAAAABX8/7cH4Sq3bZnY/s1600/beach2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6nN4aly_Xdg/Tgjy9LRyddI/AAAAAAAABX8/7cH4Sq3bZnY/s320/beach2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;okay so notice the seaweed and sea grass everywhere? &amp;nbsp;yeah it's what happens when there is a kelp forest just off the coast line, that groups of scuba divers visit. also explains all the sea lions and the occasional white shark that visit the shores. today it was just full of sand flys. uck! the only not fun part of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n-Q72PaM6Gk/Tgjy_mPOV0I/AAAAAAAABYA/ZNS9TUhcCpU/s1600/beach3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n-Q72PaM6Gk/Tgjy_mPOV0I/AAAAAAAABYA/ZNS9TUhcCpU/s320/beach3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;kailee making a sand angel, because well we don't see much snow down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bwis6F2IpTA/TgjzB8MbvSI/AAAAAAAABYE/d-v_nHpNjZM/s1600/beach4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bwis6F2IpTA/TgjzB8MbvSI/AAAAAAAABYE/d-v_nHpNjZM/s320/beach4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I wouldn't be truthful if i didn't mention how much the sand was bugging me. originally we set up in the soft stuff. It got everywhere, so we moved to the harder, wetter stuff that wasn't really wet it was better there and i will defiantly set up there again. &amp;nbsp;logan was covered in the stuff and wanted nothing to do with the water, but kailee was back and forth the whole time so i guess it even outs. I'm just wondering how pam with all her beach pictures the sand doesn't seem so over taking, i know its different sand, &amp;nbsp;but still its sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5K3RB3zwKc/TgjzEFeYN-I/AAAAAAAABYI/Hv_VLGlzVkc/s1600/beach5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5K3RB3zwKc/TgjzEFeYN-I/AAAAAAAABYI/Hv_VLGlzVkc/s320/beach5.jpg" width="320" /&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/4761209129108625380-8549223683547619706?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/8549223683547619706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=8549223683547619706' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8549223683547619706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8549223683547619706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-at-beach.html' title='summer at the beach'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hXF6xpxEh2Q/Tgjy7aG5iMI/AAAAAAAABX4/uBn-_MsqlbI/s72-c/beach1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-1985020967428275019</id><published>2011-06-24T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T13:47:14.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="crosscol-wrapper" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b:section class="crosscol" id="crosscol" showaddelement="no"&gt; &lt;/b:section&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="left-sidebar-wrapper"&gt;&lt;b:section class="sidebar" id="sidebar-two" preferred="yes"&gt;   &lt;/b:section&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main-wrapper"&gt;&lt;b:section class="main" id="main" showaddelement="no"&gt;  &lt;b:widget id="Blog1" locked="true" title="Blog Posts" type="Blog"&gt; &lt;/b:widget&gt;&lt;/b:section&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UG0E2DRiCV0/TgT3WMwyLxI/AAAAAAAABX0/1p2_c2u0oK4/s1600/lsplash.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UG0E2DRiCV0/TgT3WMwyLxI/AAAAAAAABX0/1p2_c2u0oK4/s400/lsplash.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so i guess its started i should be excited. and really i probably am, it jsut seems like there's alot of other stuff to get done before the good stuff happens. &amp;nbsp;oh well, im taking this as my new summer theme ... he looks so happy. its actually one of his staged "cheese" smiles and notice he's totally dry and at a splash park. he loves watching not participating.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-1985020967428275019?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/1985020967428275019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=1985020967428275019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/1985020967428275019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/1985020967428275019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-time.html' title='summer time'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UG0E2DRiCV0/TgT3WMwyLxI/AAAAAAAABX0/1p2_c2u0oK4/s72-c/lsplash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-6458941638955432465</id><published>2011-06-22T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T11:03:47.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the last day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vLBIokxC6OQ/TgIteOS--fI/AAAAAAAABXw/R-xUJqC2VkQ/s1600/lastday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vLBIokxC6OQ/TgIteOS--fI/AAAAAAAABXw/R-xUJqC2VkQ/s320/lastday.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;of EAK and they had a little party where parents were invited to come and see. This is Kailee singing the ABC song, her letter was K ... and something about being oh so kissable. I have a bunch more pictures that I took along with some in the mail that her teacher was cool enough to put on shutterfly so i will have fun scrapping her first year, wait six months, of school. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;And right now I should really be editing the 200 photos I need to edit for steve, but I'm kinda enjoying the fact that I'm really doing nothing. We're having lunch at the splash park after school and then i guess i'll have to give in and do those chores and other tasks after that .... but for this moment i am enjoying the summer :) &amp;nbsp;and about ready to start stalking the mail man ... i would like my package now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-6458941638955432465?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/6458941638955432465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=6458941638955432465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6458941638955432465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6458941638955432465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/06/last-day.html' title='the last day'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vLBIokxC6OQ/TgIteOS--fI/AAAAAAAABXw/R-xUJqC2VkQ/s72-c/lastday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-7123577782063404580</id><published>2011-06-09T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T21:29:06.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday little guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cmMsPciVZzs/TfGcOS3iOZI/AAAAAAAABXo/03yEl2Chr3U/s1600/twoboy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cmMsPciVZzs/TfGcOS3iOZI/AAAAAAAABXo/03yEl2Chr3U/s320/twoboy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;messy face and all he's now officially two. &amp;nbsp;WOW does time fly. i have some new words to add to the list, like "backpack", which does actually sound like backpack. he has to have his (actually his lunchbox) every day when we take K to school. "boou" which is how he requests his FAVORITE tv show blue's clues. and i'm sure there is more but of course now i can't remember them. he's just so big now all independent ... sappy mama moment here. &amp;nbsp;thought i would share his first picture with you all as well as the messy face orange eating one above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JW29e8wlo0I/TfGdaVQOXPI/AAAAAAAABXs/-xFDP1_L2no/s1600/babylogan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JW29e8wlo0I/TfGdaVQOXPI/AAAAAAAABXs/-xFDP1_L2no/s320/babylogan.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;cell phone picture of him two years ago. &amp;nbsp; he's gotten just a little bit bigger wouldn't you say??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-7123577782063404580?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/7123577782063404580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=7123577782063404580' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7123577782063404580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7123577782063404580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-birthday-little-guy.html' title='happy birthday little guy'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cmMsPciVZzs/TfGcOS3iOZI/AAAAAAAABXo/03yEl2Chr3U/s72-c/twoboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-4090953194292539679</id><published>2011-06-01T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T20:40:00.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYS77CpTlio/TecE-JOfw1I/AAAAAAAABXU/MGYwbeLaWcA/s1600/fly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYS77CpTlio/TecE-JOfw1I/AAAAAAAABXU/MGYwbeLaWcA/s320/fly.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so i dragged my big camera to the park on one of our lunch dates last week. and maybe i'm feeling a little bit more creative lately. but i got this picture of k and love it ... man i would love to be able to swing like that, with out getting motion sick and puking, its one of those challenge photos where your suppose to tell a story with out having a face or something so obvious ... a little brightening or blowing out the light, a lomo action job, and some distressed edges on a dark background and "MAGIC" a really cool photo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm off to be creative .... I think .... netflix is down so dh can't steal me away to the tv. it's really addicting TV shows with no commercials and the whole season just sitting there waiting for you to watch it. and i thought netflix was all about the movies ... ha! i was so wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-4090953194292539679?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/4090953194292539679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=4090953194292539679' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4090953194292539679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4090953194292539679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/06/to-fly.html' title='to fly'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYS77CpTlio/TecE-JOfw1I/AAAAAAAABXU/MGYwbeLaWcA/s72-c/fly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-8770883593641437857</id><published>2011-05-24T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T10:19:41.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nap time and words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RUJsWjzeXAo/Tdvkuxj0BRI/AAAAAAAABXQ/sJJMuwfUJJ8/s1600/napping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RUJsWjzeXAo/Tdvkuxj0BRI/AAAAAAAABXQ/sJJMuwfUJJ8/s320/napping.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this is how i keep finding logan when we go to pick up kailee at school. &amp;nbsp;he is all gunho and then we get in the car and he zonks out. lol ... oh and he fond these balls in the dollar spot at target and was asking me "ba" "ba". &amp;nbsp;then did his cute little "eeese" along with the sign and i was toast, he got his "ba's" then took a nap with them in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so before i forget, logan words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mommm" = mom (emphasis on the last m sound)&lt;br /&gt;"dady" &amp;nbsp;"dadadada"= daddy (short and sweet easily recongnised)&lt;br /&gt;"eee" = kailee&lt;br /&gt;"B air" = bear (there is a short sound in the middle so it mostly sounds like bear, but i catch the air part)&lt;br /&gt;"ace" = grace (k's bff's little sister, and logan's buddy)&lt;br /&gt;"aith" = faith&lt;br /&gt;"G mpa" = papa bob&lt;br /&gt;"ba" = ball (or anything that looks like a ball)&lt;br /&gt;"ca" = cars (things with wheels, and big cars too. he can actually point out my car in the parking lot)&lt;br /&gt;"i of you" = i love you (that one he whispered to me yesterday and melted my hear)&lt;br /&gt;"cho chock" = chocolate mill&lt;br /&gt;"uce" = juice&lt;br /&gt;"ta tank" = thank you (signs too)&lt;br /&gt;"ease" = please (signs)&lt;br /&gt;"ipsssy" = gypsee (they both got her name down easy pease)&lt;br /&gt;and "icket" = wicket (the last of the puppies)&lt;br /&gt;he shakes his head for "no" and "yes"&lt;br /&gt;Signs "shoes", haven't caught on if he's saying much with it, although there is a voice behind the action&lt;br /&gt;signs "hungry" as well as "more" ... &amp;nbsp;while dragging me to the kitchen, so those words count too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure the list will, but if i don't get the written or typed somewhere i will forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-8770883593641437857?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/8770883593641437857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=8770883593641437857' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8770883593641437857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8770883593641437857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/05/nap-time-and-words.html' title='nap time and words'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RUJsWjzeXAo/Tdvkuxj0BRI/AAAAAAAABXQ/sJJMuwfUJJ8/s72-c/napping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-3760577227068757538</id><published>2011-05-20T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T10:20:32.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chasing shadows</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fnX_lhUdtDU/Tdag0EB-GHI/AAAAAAAABXM/c4xDY2IHOAU/s1600/shadow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fnX_lhUdtDU/Tdag0EB-GHI/AAAAAAAABXM/c4xDY2IHOAU/s320/shadow.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;kailee's picture of her shadow&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;when ever its cloudy outside K always seems to mention and talk about her shadow disappearing. and how when she finds it she is going to have to sew it back on ... kinda like peter pan had wendy do when his shadow got away from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so maybe its me and my love of peter pan but its just so much fun to talk about this with K and see her imagination running and how she integrates it into her reality. her shadow is her own person, acomplishing being taller than mommy's (if she's standing in just the right spot) as well as chasing each other down the street. &amp;nbsp;i think to scrap this moment i'm going to get the script from peter pan and just use it as the journaling. i know its where all this shadow talk originated &amp;nbsp;... maybe i'll add some other stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. because i just read pam's post. &amp;nbsp;i had a parent meeting yesterday with k's future kindergarden teachers, it was awesome, she's totally ready to go to, but at the same time its had to beleive that's she is actually going to kindergarden this fall. &amp;nbsp;yikes time flies by when your not looking, and well i'm not going let logan turn two ... he can stay one for a while longer (like the rest of the summer ????)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-3760577227068757538?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/3760577227068757538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=3760577227068757538' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3760577227068757538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3760577227068757538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/05/chasing-shadows.html' title='chasing shadows'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fnX_lhUdtDU/Tdag0EB-GHI/AAAAAAAABXM/c4xDY2IHOAU/s72-c/shadow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-1126623716906326778</id><published>2011-05-16T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T10:10:39.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rocking out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aLpYCnSkHEI/TdFYFrwcdUI/AAAAAAAABXA/JxdToWc_lH0/s1600/rockout1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aLpYCnSkHEI/TdFYFrwcdUI/AAAAAAAABXA/JxdToWc_lH0/s320/rockout1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;lit seems he never leaves my side, seriously! these pictures are a little staged, but he really did find the headphones on the computer desk and was putting them in his ears, just like he sees us do when we want to tune out the world. &amp;nbsp;the skullcandy noise eliminating headphones are worth the $ they cost ... a nice way to ignore the kids :) although it never lasts long for me, i kinda start freaking out that i can't hear the kids in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3-vT3m4GP8/TdFYHUrp4CI/AAAAAAAABXE/INV2Xp-WFSI/s1600/rockout2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3-vT3m4GP8/TdFYHUrp4CI/AAAAAAAABXE/INV2Xp-WFSI/s320/rockout2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;so i plugged these bad boys in for him and he was amazed to hear the music in them ... he is my little music lover, sings and dances to everything. the picture above is where he realized that music was coming from the little buds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hdEef2p7IGc/TdFYJLCcwOI/AAAAAAAABXI/sUbtCxIaui4/s1600/rockout3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hdEef2p7IGc/TdFYJLCcwOI/AAAAAAAABXI/sUbtCxIaui4/s320/rockout3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and the the dancing starts :) ... i'm positive in the future i will be pulling these out of his ears so that he will listen to me. and that he will use this as away to escape and ignore his parents ( i know i did)... now just to wait and see what kind of music he leans towards .... in the car we jam out to country music (kailee has her favorite songs that she can sing the courses to) &amp;nbsp;but at home its alot more diverse, thanks to mom's love of strange music, itunes, and soundtracks ... he's been exposed everything but rap (really dont like rap and not much r&amp;amp;b too) &amp;nbsp;till then rocking out here :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-1126623716906326778?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/1126623716906326778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=1126623716906326778' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/1126623716906326778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/1126623716906326778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/05/rocking-out.html' title='rocking out'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aLpYCnSkHEI/TdFYFrwcdUI/AAAAAAAABXA/JxdToWc_lH0/s72-c/rockout1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-8135433418515599945</id><published>2011-05-02T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T10:02:01.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>catching up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so it's been a while since i have been on here ... and well felt like posting i should say, i'm usually on the computer at least once a dat. &amp;nbsp;just don't seem to have much to say or better yet pictures to post, i've been kinda slacking in that department but here are some random shots from the past 3 weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;kailee's class is working on bugs this week, and i just love her drawing of the butterfly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l3qAz4nuJug/Tb7iMz-y2iI/AAAAAAAABWw/CMaUGyrgpPU/s1600/butterfly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l3qAz4nuJug/Tb7iMz-y2iI/AAAAAAAABWw/CMaUGyrgpPU/s320/butterfly.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;logan things he can drink out of big kid cups (which he can, but there is still alot of spillage) so it will be sippy cups for a while longer still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNfhuyItju4/Tb7iOXAya-I/AAAAAAAABW0/Gnt74HxX430/s1600/cup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNfhuyItju4/Tb7iOXAya-I/AAAAAAAABW0/Gnt74HxX430/s320/cup.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;the cast is now purple with silver signatures and pictures drawn all over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CaJ56hd4qmU/Tb7iQY-YrqI/AAAAAAAABW4/Cfd7IykJp6A/s1600/purplecast.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CaJ56hd4qmU/Tb7iQY-YrqI/AAAAAAAABW4/Cfd7IykJp6A/s320/purplecast.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and dying eggs with only one hand is pretty hard. good thing daddy came to the rescue (or maybe really decided to take over) of the dying the eggs ... logan ended up sleeping through this whole thing and we did try to wake him up for it but he had NO INTREST what so ever in dying eggs he just wanted to eat them. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qisMcDpKdW0/Tb7iS_8t9II/AAAAAAAABW8/TDm0X5eEeCw/s1600/eggs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qisMcDpKdW0/Tb7iS_8t9II/AAAAAAAABW8/TDm0X5eEeCw/s320/eggs.jpg" width="213" /&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/4761209129108625380-8135433418515599945?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/8135433418515599945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=8135433418515599945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8135433418515599945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8135433418515599945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/05/catching-up.html' title='catching up'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l3qAz4nuJug/Tb7iMz-y2iI/AAAAAAAABWw/CMaUGyrgpPU/s72-c/butterfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-6268131335195502164</id><published>2011-04-17T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T14:42:12.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>almost loosing logan ... or at least realizing he's not so attached</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dxCN7RljWSM/TatcbiHl8hI/AAAAAAAABWs/ZQ-PlnUUwBg/s1600/P1080120.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dxCN7RljWSM/TatcbiHl8hI/AAAAAAAABWs/ZQ-PlnUUwBg/s320/P1080120.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so the story: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;earlier this week our church had a little get together with a egg hunt for the kids. while we were there i turned my back on logan (my child who is always underfoot, and never goes far) to help kailee do something pre-egg hunt. when i turned back around i couldn't find logan anywhere ... some time later (seemed like an eternity, probably more like like 30 seconds) i had half the group (talking 40 kids and adults) looking for logan because seriously i couldn't find him .... my velcro guy is not attached to me what is wrong with this picture. we found him pretty much right after that, its amazing what multiple sets of eyes can do. he has gone down the hill and was on his way to the water line of the lake completely out of my line of sight. &amp;nbsp;but it was the fear for that amount of time that it took me to realize he wasn't there and then ask for aide to find him that just freaked me out ... i haven't turned my back on him since, i guess that little luxury is over now. he's getting bigger and embracing the world around him without me. not that it stopped him for crying for me the whole time he was in his sunday school class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-6268131335195502164?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/6268131335195502164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=6268131335195502164' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6268131335195502164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6268131335195502164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/04/almost-loosing-logan-or-at-least.html' title='almost loosing logan ... or at least realizing he&apos;s not so attached'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dxCN7RljWSM/TatcbiHl8hI/AAAAAAAABWs/ZQ-PlnUUwBg/s72-c/P1080120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-3543828312392620075</id><published>2011-04-10T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T16:03:52.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>many faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jK2mmKlDtrE/TaI2Q_HCzuI/AAAAAAAABWk/mnyK11_QT20/s1600/k_faces.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jK2mmKlDtrE/TaI2Q_HCzuI/AAAAAAAABWk/mnyK11_QT20/s320/k_faces.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;i wish for the life of me i could remember why i took all these picts of K. but i don't and their not in focus either which leaves for a fun condundrum. &amp;nbsp;i love the one on the left middle, that's her "are you serious" face and the others just follow along the story i can't remember ... lol ... i think she might be eating one of those cadbury eggs, the ones where according to her and her dad you have to bite a little off the top and then eat out the middle gooey stuff and then finish off the chocolate. but i really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she let me take a picture of her finally with her pink cast ... its all signed and drawn on but then that's my little girl. lol &amp;nbsp; its got a built in sling :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKIClNyU72M/TaI2SBrkFbI/AAAAAAAABWo/mun_c0tymEM/s1600/pinkcast1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKIClNyU72M/TaI2SBrkFbI/AAAAAAAABWo/mun_c0tymEM/s320/pinkcast1.jpg" width="213" /&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/4761209129108625380-3543828312392620075?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/3543828312392620075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=3543828312392620075' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3543828312392620075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3543828312392620075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/04/many-faces.html' title='many faces'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jK2mmKlDtrE/TaI2Q_HCzuI/AAAAAAAABWk/mnyK11_QT20/s72-c/k_faces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-1938384682368573561</id><published>2011-04-08T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T10:10:30.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally catching up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0e0SMvXjj-I/TZ8-l2CCt3I/AAAAAAAABWc/J8hh2hVDLI8/s320/xray.jpg" width="203" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so i think i've got a handle on all that's happened this week. its started out monday night when kailee was tackled by a treadmil at the house and we ended up at children's hospital for a broken arm. &amp;nbsp;its was weird i knew it was broken right away, even with out the crunch sound/feeling i received when i was putting ice on it. &amp;nbsp; it's strange the things you start talking about to distract them from the pain ... we talked her day at school. how many of her aunts and uncles had broken bones. what the doctors were going to do. talked about her getting pictures taken of her hurt arm. oh and lots and lots of talk about what new toy she wanted for being so brave and everything tramatic about visiting the emergency room. &amp;nbsp;I had to ask i belive 3 different doctors to get to see her x-rays (everything's digital now) but we got a print out of it :) yes i know crazy scrapbooking mom lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tMOliUlu0x8/TZ8-nNMwrlI/AAAAAAAABWg/vq3X7g9flJc/s1600/schoolpic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tMOliUlu0x8/TZ8-nNMwrlI/AAAAAAAABWg/vq3X7g9flJc/s320/schoolpic.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;finally today she really really wanted to go back to school, and have all her friends sign her cool pink cast (i haven't gotten a picture of it yet) but i thought instead i'll post her school picture ... pretty cool EAK gets school pictures :) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i think logan is finally back to normal too. he really does enjoy his sister free time while she's in school. but the next two weeks are spring break, seriously two weeks i used to wish i got two weeks off when i was in school i only got a week. but oh well it should be fun to see what we can find to do seeing as beach trips are sorta off the list now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-1938384682368573561?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/1938384682368573561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=1938384682368573561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/1938384682368573561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/1938384682368573561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/04/finally-catching-up.html' title='finally catching up'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0e0SMvXjj-I/TZ8-l2CCt3I/AAAAAAAABWc/J8hh2hVDLI8/s72-c/xray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-4097425698350710251</id><published>2011-04-02T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T20:50:01.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hamster derby results</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so today at our local petco was the hamster derby ... lots of little guys running around in balls. loads of fun for everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this is Julius, I know its had to see her in the green ball. but the colored plastic is half the fun of owning these guys and having them as pets (Kailee still wants to get them a pink ball because they are all girls you know)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-buVDioq_Nrk/TZfsib5qlrI/AAAAAAAABWI/RW1OmNgUbNM/s1600/derby2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-buVDioq_Nrk/TZfsib5qlrI/AAAAAAAABWI/RW1OmNgUbNM/s320/derby2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;kailee was having so much fun cheering her on along with all the others in the stands, wait i mean isles &amp;nbsp;right... it was fun, there were actually spectators. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FcohoETRPnQ/TZfskON0nTI/AAAAAAAABWM/PWEEEMTN36E/s1600/derby3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FcohoETRPnQ/TZfskON0nTI/AAAAAAAABWM/PWEEEMTN36E/s320/derby3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;kailee telling Julius to speed up and run down the track ... K also painted her own nails today, and i'm sure i should have paid a little bit more attention to the process but she was having fun and it really only got all over her skin ... she painted my toes too, hello scrub brush but my nails are a pretty red color now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F4zuvQ_sqBY/TZfslYVOUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/GTwWSxZAitY/s1600/derby4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F4zuvQ_sqBY/TZfslYVOUxI/AAAAAAAABWQ/GTwWSxZAitY/s320/derby4.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;love this picture ... it was taken right when julius won the "big guys" heat ... even though she was the smallest of the hamsters in the race. the drawf hamsters are seriously speed racers they were tearing up the track (one of them won the over all too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7MJMYS3lb7M/TZfsmxTj8EI/AAAAAAAABWU/MYL0oAfVwfk/s1600/derby5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7MJMYS3lb7M/TZfsmxTj8EI/AAAAAAAABWU/MYL0oAfVwfk/s320/derby5.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and finally kailee and julius showing off their third place ribbon. julius got some rock star wood chews for all her efforts. and kailee was stocked that her hamster placed ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lxLU0MCEA3w/TZfsoMxZKxI/AAAAAAAABWY/xWEZYsakfIk/s1600/derby1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lxLU0MCEA3w/TZfsoMxZKxI/AAAAAAAABWY/xWEZYsakfIk/s320/derby1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;there were 7 hamsters in all in the glorious hamster derby. and kailee was by far the youngest hamster owner there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-4097425698350710251?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/4097425698350710251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=4097425698350710251' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4097425698350710251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4097425698350710251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/04/hamster-derby-results.html' title='hamster derby results'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-buVDioq_Nrk/TZfsib5qlrI/AAAAAAAABWI/RW1OmNgUbNM/s72-c/derby2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-8623347773295227340</id><published>2011-03-31T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T14:28:15.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kailee's new haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she has been giving me a hard time about taking a picture of her new hair cut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90LDbsswiik/TZTw1rbdgJI/AAAAAAAABVo/O_Xrq0OQOss/s1600/3.301.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90LDbsswiik/TZTw1rbdgJI/AAAAAAAABVo/O_Xrq0OQOss/s320/3.301.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;can't you see the attiude in these pictures ... lol (side note on that she's driving me nuts with her new found non-listening skills ... but this only applies to mommy she listens to everyone else.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FVcuAPtJ06Q/TZTw3nPEr2I/AAAAAAAABVs/6E9yvkSI630/s1600/3.302.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FVcuAPtJ06Q/TZTw3nPEr2I/AAAAAAAABVs/6E9yvkSI630/s320/3.302.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and finally my favorite of the bunch ... kailee is being the flower, and she actually let me take a picture of her ... if you look closely on the top left of her hair, following her pinky to the edge of the photo you can see her "bling" .... she got some dark pink tinsel in her hair and she's so proud about it. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xiq5mO0tPc4/TZTw5AAsJCI/AAAAAAAABVw/5I7mfThB3Qc/s1600/3.303.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xiq5mO0tPc4/TZTw5AAsJCI/AAAAAAAABVw/5I7mfThB3Qc/s320/3.303.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i love her haircut too ... its all layerd and poofs and does all those things you want hair to do on a daily basis ... its not the boring little girl hair cut where all the hair is the same length except for the bangs either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-8623347773295227340?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/8623347773295227340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=8623347773295227340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8623347773295227340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8623347773295227340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/03/kailees-new-haircut.html' title='kailee&apos;s new haircut'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-90LDbsswiik/TZTw1rbdgJI/AAAAAAAABVo/O_Xrq0OQOss/s72-c/3.301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-5350696179339650523</id><published>2011-03-30T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T17:34:26.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>head, shoulders, knees, and toes .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nkSi4yU_fl0/TZPLCscl9RI/AAAAAAAABVU/gAhNWQqMp9k/s1600/eyes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nkSi4yU_fl0/TZPLCscl9RI/AAAAAAAABVU/gAhNWQqMp9k/s1600/eyes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;eyes (he closes his eyes, although he mostly points to his nose)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-41YvetcBB2Y/TZPLD-0LqwI/AAAAAAAABVY/4Cyewui3a8U/s1600/ears.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-41YvetcBB2Y/TZPLD-0LqwI/AAAAAAAABVY/4Cyewui3a8U/s1600/ears.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;ears&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NZ25S7axFcc/TZPLGKpZmLI/AAAAAAAABVc/YA8CxlEZqDo/s1600/mouth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NZ25S7axFcc/TZPLGKpZmLI/AAAAAAAABVc/YA8CxlEZqDo/s1600/mouth.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;mouth&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-diqPqPI8tZo/TZPLHN-_HeI/AAAAAAAABVg/M0-LLr17xf8/s1600/nose.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-diqPqPI8tZo/TZPLHN-_HeI/AAAAAAAABVg/M0-LLr17xf8/s1600/nose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;nose&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u5YGpxZ8doA/TZPLIbhlUOI/AAAAAAAABVk/KH7wS6B3daw/s1600/bellybelly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u5YGpxZ8doA/TZPLIbhlUOI/AAAAAAAABVk/KH7wS6B3daw/s1600/bellybelly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;belly belly&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now the tickling begins ... he does this for me all the time now all i have to do is ask him where something is .... we're expanding to include head and toes. &amp;nbsp;he's big on pointing out the parts on mommy too ... i never took pictures of kailee doing this so it's kinda fun to have logan playing along. &amp;nbsp;it all started with the head and shoulders song hee hee&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/4761209129108625380-5350696179339650523?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/5350696179339650523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=5350696179339650523' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/5350696179339650523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/5350696179339650523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/03/head-shoulders-knees-and-toes.html' title='head, shoulders, knees, and toes .....'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nkSi4yU_fl0/TZPLCscl9RI/AAAAAAAABVU/gAhNWQqMp9k/s72-c/eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-7306713365178077647</id><published>2011-03-27T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T22:51:38.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>playing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DLtjvv05BhU/TZAgZfBL-pI/AAAAAAAABVQ/5bhcLu3S3-w/s1600/lswing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DLtjvv05BhU/TZAgZfBL-pI/AAAAAAAABVQ/5bhcLu3S3-w/s320/lswing.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;playing with a new logo ... not sure i want to keep it but i've been playing with some new journal spots and was thinking of putting on the the computer for all to share. and thinking i should have a new logo for it. i've played with the hippo silhouette and actually love the playfulness of it and the circle is my own hand drawn circle, don't know if the text is staying .... its just typed not my own, thinking i want to play with it some more and keep with the hand drawn aspect of it ... just wanted to let you see what i've been up too. and i haven't gotten any emails so i'm pretty sure that i didn't make any design teams .... also my photo taking is seriously lacking ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-7306713365178077647?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/7306713365178077647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=7306713365178077647' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7306713365178077647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7306713365178077647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/03/playing.html' title='playing'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DLtjvv05BhU/TZAgZfBL-pI/AAAAAAAABVQ/5bhcLu3S3-w/s72-c/lswing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-164174029167419202</id><published>2011-03-19T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T22:16:14.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>K and her BFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Uu6UFWcGfrY/TYWM-Z20fRI/AAAAAAAABVM/-mvTmL-eqHo/s1600/bff.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Uu6UFWcGfrY/TYWM-Z20fRI/AAAAAAAABVM/-mvTmL-eqHo/s320/bff.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so some papers will never get old, and seem perfect for everything. I do have to say this about Cosmo Crickets "girl friday" line. &amp;nbsp;i have some left over scraps and i think a sheet maybe two of the traditional papers, and i also have the digi paper pack (this page is digi) and I dont think i will ever get tired of this paper for Kailee pages. &amp;nbsp;so this is kailee with her best buddy faith at the park the other day ... they are always together at school and away from school (we actually met faith and her sister at mcdonalds of all places)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-164174029167419202?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/164174029167419202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=164174029167419202' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/164174029167419202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/164174029167419202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/03/k-and-her-bff.html' title='K and her BFF'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Uu6UFWcGfrY/TYWM-Z20fRI/AAAAAAAABVM/-mvTmL-eqHo/s72-c/bff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-6453381770556869816</id><published>2011-03-11T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T07:58:45.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spring ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2ZxwX0kc55M/TXpFvzOKUzI/AAAAAAAABVI/GGwGxijfUjs/s1600/spring.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2ZxwX0kc55M/TXpFvzOKUzI/AAAAAAAABVI/GGwGxijfUjs/s320/spring.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;is it really not spring yet? &amp;nbsp;you could have fooled me, but then living on the most far south west corner of the country it doesn't get all that cold and spring seems to come right after fall, if there is a fall at all. &amp;nbsp;any who just wanted to share a picture of logan and his flower gathering skills. he picks these out of the yard for me all the time now, when ever he can find them. And love how the lomo darkened the red and brought out the yellow and green making it all the more spring colors ... stupid truck in the background, the house surprisingly i don't mind .... i wasn't looking when i took the picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-6453381770556869816?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/6453381770556869816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=6453381770556869816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6453381770556869816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6453381770556869816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring.html' title='spring ....'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2ZxwX0kc55M/TXpFvzOKUzI/AAAAAAAABVI/GGwGxijfUjs/s72-c/spring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-7459792639061652133</id><published>2011-03-10T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T09:52:19.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the post for today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WtpljRbNf-A/TXkPULtNVqI/AAAAAAAABVE/kLeCyQJ8tWg/s1600/throughthedoor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WtpljRbNf-A/TXkPULtNVqI/AAAAAAAABVE/kLeCyQJ8tWg/s320/throughthedoor.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this is what i see when i come through the door everyday after walking Kailee to school ... Logan walking off to do his own thing, and Bear coming to greet us ... isn't life grand. so on that note I'm posting some of my latest and of course greatest pages (because this is the only way I can share them with other blogs and hopefully get myself noticed in the scrappy world) to share with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gZIbPEXgdQM/TXkOvEke_GI/AAAAAAAABVA/15-mjJT2RDU/s1600/watchout.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="314" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gZIbPEXgdQM/TXkOvEke_GI/AAAAAAAABVA/15-mjJT2RDU/s320/watchout.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;watch out&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_2AQ8f_gKJo/TXkOgWC270I/AAAAAAAABU0/Oij8e6eyDcI/s1600/gingerbread.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_2AQ8f_gKJo/TXkOgWC270I/AAAAAAAABU0/Oij8e6eyDcI/s320/gingerbread.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;gingerbread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-A29gWkFVZt4/TXkOk7F4SHI/AAAAAAAABU4/aHIV_r6Rq9E/s1600/icecream.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-A29gWkFVZt4/TXkOk7F4SHI/AAAAAAAABU4/aHIV_r6Rq9E/s320/icecream.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-k9lgjjeq3LY/TXkOs0kAxII/AAAAAAAABU8/pViFLFb5SpE/s1600/painful.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-k9lgjjeq3LY/TXkOs0kAxII/AAAAAAAABU8/pViFLFb5SpE/s320/painful.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;painful&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-7459792639061652133?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/7459792639061652133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=7459792639061652133' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7459792639061652133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7459792639061652133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/03/post-for-today.html' title='the post for today'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WtpljRbNf-A/TXkPULtNVqI/AAAAAAAABVE/kLeCyQJ8tWg/s72-c/throughthedoor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-2091016450772977207</id><published>2011-03-09T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T11:36:49.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just keeping you up to date</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WbcCVgcCiH0/TXfWegD3zlI/AAAAAAAABUw/JMqx4Z1rJwg/s1600/week8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="123" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WbcCVgcCiH0/TXfWegD3zlI/AAAAAAAABUw/JMqx4Z1rJwg/s320/week8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;week 8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-qhQ-wJRpDXA/TXfWZdNlTCI/AAAAAAAABUs/u-Ym42P5C8U/s1600/week9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="123" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-qhQ-wJRpDXA/TXfWZdNlTCI/AAAAAAAABUs/u-Ym42P5C8U/s320/week9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;week 9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;still doing good on my P365 .... little short on the pictures but its the process. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-2091016450772977207?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/2091016450772977207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=2091016450772977207' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2091016450772977207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2091016450772977207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-keeping-you-up-to-date.html' title='just keeping you up to date'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WbcCVgcCiH0/TXfWegD3zlI/AAAAAAAABUw/JMqx4Z1rJwg/s72-c/week8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-3178745839780476079</id><published>2011-03-01T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T17:41:08.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some of my latest pages</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DbDKCpkU2n4/TW2gFKixySI/AAAAAAAABUc/0xOZGr1HL18/s1600/theartist.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DbDKCpkU2n4/TW2gFKixySI/AAAAAAAABUc/0xOZGr1HL18/s320/theartist.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5wkanywebok/TW2gHfv2DqI/AAAAAAAABUg/Rs9AvhjYoLM/s1600/thankyou.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5wkanywebok/TW2gHfv2DqI/AAAAAAAABUg/Rs9AvhjYoLM/s320/thankyou.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ThCbu2-b8zY/TW2gJfnezhI/AAAAAAAABUk/T9OIBqVkIKw/s1600/loveyou.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;I am an official believer in camera phones now. I've had one since they first came out, and they sucked back then, but they are way cool now :) &amp;nbsp;thanks to candi and her mention of a retro camera app for her iphone and how cool it is. i went searching for an app for my droid phone. I found the free one called "retro" and its has like 4-5 different cameras in it and each is a little different ... some are also in another language so i don't know what to call them. &amp;nbsp;but they give you pretty cool pictures with distressing, some lomo action going on, as well as come in nice little retro frames... i am all about the poliroid look right now, no even white boardes for me. so here is logan cheesing it up for my camera phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QkIqPN_3KFQ/TWfpMjBnPKI/AAAAAAAABUM/NUe3p_Hq2z4/s1600/retro1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QkIqPN_3KFQ/TWfpMjBnPKI/AAAAAAAABUM/NUe3p_Hq2z4/s320/retro1.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qLLECW8y-Ag/TWfpN_-n6yI/AAAAAAAABUQ/19oCbOvRw80/s1600/retro2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qLLECW8y-Ag/TWfpN_-n6yI/AAAAAAAABUQ/19oCbOvRw80/s320/retro2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uh3FjoKMDbI/TWfpPVcBbZI/AAAAAAAABUU/BGu5I_1q4Kw/s1600/retro3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uh3FjoKMDbI/TWfpPVcBbZI/AAAAAAAABUU/BGu5I_1q4Kw/s320/retro3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2tO4vkUNEM/TWfpRF-ntVI/AAAAAAAABUY/XRPAseFoFAo/s1600/retro4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2tO4vkUNEM/TWfpRF-ntVI/AAAAAAAABUY/XRPAseFoFAo/s320/retro4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3 different cameras, the one of him with the sippy cup eating breakfast is so far my favorite, although i like the orange thing going on in the one below it ... so 70's -80's coloration to it, but with clean pictures, not like my baby pictures which look like that but are blurry .... okay well thought i would share, im sure you'll be seeing more camera phone images from me in the future :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-8458313401101879064?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/8458313401101879064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=8458313401101879064' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8458313401101879064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8458313401101879064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/02/retro-camera-phone-app.html' title='retro camera phone app'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QkIqPN_3KFQ/TWfpMjBnPKI/AAAAAAAABUM/NUe3p_Hq2z4/s72-c/retro1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-177490804330085637</id><published>2011-02-24T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T11:04:04.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>week 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-66vSRDNLoe4/TWaq-l2HBJI/AAAAAAAABUI/YzYIElM38sQ/s1600/week7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="123" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-66vSRDNLoe4/TWaq-l2HBJI/AAAAAAAABUI/YzYIElM38sQ/s320/week7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;okay so this week, week 8, is practically over but i finally got around to working on week 7 of my p365 ... and i even and pictures for every day. &amp;nbsp;oh and yeah the paper does look familiar, i gave in and spent the $2 on EP little boy hybrid digital paper while it was on one buck wednsday ... now i will never run out of this awesome paper :) ... just need little girl, playground, and probably some others too. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-177490804330085637?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/177490804330085637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=177490804330085637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/177490804330085637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/177490804330085637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/02/week-7.html' title='week 7'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-66vSRDNLoe4/TWaq-l2HBJI/AAAAAAAABUI/YzYIElM38sQ/s72-c/week7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-6931325739772407260</id><published>2011-02-22T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:42:12.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>playing with digital stuff ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;in my quest of all things echo park I've done up these two christmas pages ... its amazing how much fun it is to scrap christmas when you actually have christmas photos to scrap :) i have to thank my attempt at a decemeber daily for that. &amp;nbsp;oh well here are the pages, done with dasher, my current favorite holiday line .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GWvqsQvoEvM/TWQtHR7Z_3I/AAAAAAAABUA/PXCBq0DPIE8/s1600/sprinkles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GWvqsQvoEvM/TWQtHR7Z_3I/AAAAAAAABUA/PXCBq0DPIE8/s320/sprinkles.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SZ-lXLePX0Y/TWQtJfI6L2I/AAAAAAAABUE/OXksSA4tO3U/s1600/tree2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;so my original idea was to post pictures of each of the kids clothes ... its funny how they only differ in a few shades (the orange shirt on top of the "boy clothes" is actually kailee's). and kailee looks to have a few more items than logan. and i really hate laundry ... its the fact that it never ends that bugs me the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j0h7TLYeDqo/TWLcdpSkH8I/AAAAAAAABTw/k_5me-4GiSk/s1600/grlclothes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j0h7TLYeDqo/TWLcdpSkH8I/AAAAAAAABTw/k_5me-4GiSk/s320/grlclothes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;girl clothes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-clM9oayKAAQ/TWLcfv2DtrI/AAAAAAAABT0/JHZiQlmgTt4/s1600/boyclothes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-clM9oayKAAQ/TWLcfv2DtrI/AAAAAAAABT0/JHZiQlmgTt4/s320/boyclothes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;boy clothes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;but the kids were playing in the basket so i had to grab some snap shots ... the part the gets me on these is the child not in focus ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bD0N-axYrks/TWLcicMDHpI/AAAAAAAABT4/d7cTqFz17fM/s1600/2.21.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bD0N-axYrks/TWLcicMDHpI/AAAAAAAABT4/d7cTqFz17fM/s320/2.21.1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;kailee making funny faces at me because i am still taking pictures of them (this one is out of order, it was towards the end of the pile) and logan is all about the &amp;nbsp;"cheese" right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a_2LWSlXz_c/TWLck7ZyxXI/AAAAAAAABT8/kKOO8KF17NY/s1600/2.22.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a_2LWSlXz_c/TWLck7ZyxXI/AAAAAAAABT8/kKOO8KF17NY/s320/2.22.2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and this one logan is so trusting that his sister is behind him and about to push him out of the room and down the hall at super basket speed, she of course is there smiling at me for the best picture ever. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what picture to choose for the day ... hmmm hard question if you ask me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-1697683899009474577?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/1697683899009474577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=1697683899009474577' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/1697683899009474577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/1697683899009474577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-potd-desision.html' title='My POTD desision'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j0h7TLYeDqo/TWLcdpSkH8I/AAAAAAAABTw/k_5me-4GiSk/s72-c/grlclothes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-8736263952735848703</id><published>2011-02-20T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T22:31:33.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pink shoes</title><content type='html'>K's taking pictures again .... these are her new pink shoes that Abbey gave to her, she wears them every where :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oIkVHkFaTBg/TWIGllcZOqI/AAAAAAAABTs/GrBK9o8IVd4/s1600/pinkshoes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oIkVHkFaTBg/TWIGllcZOqI/AAAAAAAABTs/GrBK9o8IVd4/s320/pinkshoes.jpg" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the page is based off sketch #144 over at creative scrappers ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-8736263952735848703?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/8736263952735848703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=8736263952735848703' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8736263952735848703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8736263952735848703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/02/pink-shoes.html' title='pink shoes'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oIkVHkFaTBg/TWIGllcZOqI/AAAAAAAABTs/GrBK9o8IVd4/s72-c/pinkshoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-3387705348876168632</id><published>2011-02-19T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T19:18:05.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>she's a writing machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EeHUkaPYwPg/TWCGl-CW5GI/AAAAAAAABSo/Vnktg2rOxz8/s1600/poetry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EeHUkaPYwPg/TWCGl-CW5GI/AAAAAAAABSo/Vnktg2rOxz8/s320/poetry.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so her teacher is big on them writing poetry. and she comes home everyday singing some new song about spelling colors (and they get stuck in my head) that's a twist on some nusery rhyme that we all know. but now that she some what has all her lettes down she's writing poetry ... she's constantly asking me how to write this letter or that one (she now has flash cards with both the upper and lower case) and she's spelling out the songs that's she's driving me mad with singing .... she wanted me to take a picture of her poetry on her white board today (my writing in in yellow :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the red song goes: &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;R E D red&lt;br /&gt;R E D red&lt;br /&gt;that spells red&lt;br /&gt;that spells red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fire trucks are red&lt;br /&gt;stops signs are too&lt;br /&gt;R E D red&lt;br /&gt;R E D red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue song:&lt;br /&gt;B L U E&lt;br /&gt;B L U E&lt;br /&gt;hi ho did you know B L U E spells blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the big sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;the ocean is too&lt;br /&gt;hi ho did you know BLUE spells blue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-3387705348876168632?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/3387705348876168632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=3387705348876168632' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3387705348876168632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3387705348876168632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/02/shes-writing-machine.html' title='she&apos;s a writing machine'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EeHUkaPYwPg/TWCGl-CW5GI/AAAAAAAABSo/Vnktg2rOxz8/s72-c/poetry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-2187441161684704798</id><published>2011-02-18T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T21:28:11.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatcha got there logan??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9B-4EABdQh8/TV9TiyLOoDI/AAAAAAAABSk/dT9jAi1QNg8/s1600/princess.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9B-4EABdQh8/TV9TiyLOoDI/AAAAAAAABSk/dT9jAi1QNg8/s320/princess.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;yeah he plays with his sisters dolls, so much so that he takes them where ever he goes they hold the same weight as his cars. i love it because he has them walk on stuff, they talk, just like how his sister plays with them ... his are ballerina snow white and then the smaller 4" variety (like this one) and belive it or not he doesn't play with the ones that his sister has claimed has her's, no he brings them to me to play with him (again just like his siser). &amp;nbsp;it's kinda funny and i am totally going to haunt him with this when he gets older. but i think it's time for some "prince" dolls or GI joes ... daddy's leaning towards the GI joes :) &amp;nbsp;i guess kailee need's some too. &amp;nbsp;hee hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-2187441161684704798?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/2187441161684704798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=2187441161684704798' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2187441161684704798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2187441161684704798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/02/whatcha-got-there-logan.html' title='whatcha got there logan??'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9B-4EABdQh8/TV9TiyLOoDI/AAAAAAAABSk/dT9jAi1QNg8/s72-c/princess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-4450066186249566454</id><published>2011-02-18T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T10:56:13.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kailee portrait</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iqAwReAMHGE/TV7AP5VbwRI/AAAAAAAABSg/7MftWJXS-EY/s1600/fog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iqAwReAMHGE/TV7AP5VbwRI/AAAAAAAABSg/7MftWJXS-EY/s320/fog.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;there was this really cool fog out yesterday morning. &amp;nbsp;so i got kailee to come out and take some pictures with me ... with no bribing, although some of the faces she was making at me. &amp;nbsp;this one just makes me wonder where my baby went. &amp;nbsp;she looks so big here. oh the light was awsome and all soft thanks to the fog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-4450066186249566454?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/4450066186249566454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=4450066186249566454' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4450066186249566454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4450066186249566454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/02/kailee-portrait.html' title='kailee portrait'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iqAwReAMHGE/TV7AP5VbwRI/AAAAAAAABSg/7MftWJXS-EY/s72-c/fog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-3831095141672687719</id><published>2011-02-16T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T16:14:54.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;just because i seem to be on top of the daily picture and blogging i think this will be my post for today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;logan was helping me fold the laundry today ... he was throwing it out of the basket for me to pick up and fold. :) &amp;nbsp;but then he wanted me to put in all back in the basket so he could throw it at me again ... not sure how much help he really was, but he did love playing in the basket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KFFSkuXL6ZE/TVxnkClN67I/AAAAAAAABSc/sNr8995S1wI/s1600/laundry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KFFSkuXL6ZE/TVxnkClN67I/AAAAAAAABSc/sNr8995S1wI/s640/laundry.jpg" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;**loving my camera phone, this picture was talking from it .... kinda blew it up a bit too much here thought**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-3831095141672687719?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/3831095141672687719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=3831095141672687719' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3831095141672687719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3831095141672687719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/02/wednesday.html' title='wednesday'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KFFSkuXL6ZE/TVxnkClN67I/AAAAAAAABSc/sNr8995S1wI/s72-c/laundry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-3487005357342845733</id><published>2011-02-16T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T10:06:52.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kailee's jump a thon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so i got to go with kailee to school monday where they were having a jump a thon in the morning. &amp;nbsp;smary scrappy mama that i am forgot my camera. &amp;nbsp;but i did have my nifty camera phone (which i just now figured out how to download the pictures from :)) and out of some 77 photos i got a few keepers ... her teacher is awsome too because she takes pictures of the kids in class and loads them onto the class shutterfly page, so i will have more pictures of K and her first bit of school ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dTAIORUZMbc/TVwRkMY0w7I/AAAAAAAABSQ/pHtuEY39ljI/s1600/jump1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dTAIORUZMbc/TVwRkMY0w7I/AAAAAAAABSQ/pHtuEY39ljI/s320/jump1.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t-SVfuva0ms/TVwRkZQZEAI/AAAAAAAABSU/lLrEyLAASxQ/s1600/jump2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t-SVfuva0ms/TVwRkZQZEAI/AAAAAAAABSU/lLrEyLAASxQ/s320/jump2.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djK7gA3_dmE/TVwRmBwMWaI/AAAAAAAABSY/ZsLt-nL9rKk/s1600/jump3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djK7gA3_dmE/TVwRmBwMWaI/AAAAAAAABSY/ZsLt-nL9rKk/s320/jump3.jpg" width="256" /&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/4761209129108625380-3487005357342845733?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/3487005357342845733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=3487005357342845733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3487005357342845733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3487005357342845733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/02/kailees-jump-thon.html' title='kailee&apos;s jump a thon'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dTAIORUZMbc/TVwRkMY0w7I/AAAAAAAABSQ/pHtuEY39ljI/s72-c/jump1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-5769082672032049741</id><published>2011-02-15T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T10:34:01.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>talking on the phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so logan is sitting behind my in the office right now, talking on daddy's graffing calculator. It's pretty cute actually i can here him saying hi (which sounds a lot like just the H sound) and then some other jumbles of sounds with a distint "bye" at the end. &amp;nbsp;i took these pictures with him not paying attention to me, pretty sneaky i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BdYCP5wzEBo/TVrEyGxjGOI/AAAAAAAABSE/gHbT7ZDZJN0/s1600/cellphone2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BdYCP5wzEBo/TVrEyGxjGOI/AAAAAAAABSE/gHbT7ZDZJN0/s320/cellphone2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;then he caught site of me, so I asked him what he was doing and he showed me "his phone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PevfsuXLKD0/TVrE0ZEDnNI/AAAAAAAABSI/cOFuvKlfcmE/s1600/cellphone1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PevfsuXLKD0/TVrE0ZEDnNI/AAAAAAAABSI/cOFuvKlfcmE/s320/cellphone1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;i don't remember ever playing that a calculator was a phone growing up, watches yes they were those super cool spy phones when you were on a covert mission in the back yard and the person you were talking to was right on the other side of the jungle gym my parents has erected in the back yard or the mysterious comander, but back then cordless phones were the new cool thing. &amp;nbsp;we don't even have on of those anymore, yeah we kicked the landline to the curb and have embrased the wireless world of cell phones and high speed interent (which is also wireless thanks to the router that is hidden behind the TV, so its magic at our house).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VNv81x1XINI/TVrE2cLs0hI/AAAAAAAABSM/0PB3qe6qTvk/s1600/cellphone3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VNv81x1XINI/TVrE2cLs0hI/AAAAAAAABSM/0PB3qe6qTvk/s320/cellphone3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and here's &amp;nbsp;picture of my droid phone that logan so often sees me use, carry around the house, and gets to listen while his grandparents talk to him on .. he even has a old blackberry that he can play with when he isn't using the calculator ... kailee is big on texting her cousin Corrie on that one :) &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-5769082672032049741?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/5769082672032049741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=5769082672032049741' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/5769082672032049741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/5769082672032049741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/02/talking-on-phone.html' title='talking on the phone'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BdYCP5wzEBo/TVrEyGxjGOI/AAAAAAAABSE/gHbT7ZDZJN0/s72-c/cellphone2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-6055108105535569660</id><published>2011-02-12T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T21:27:47.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>week 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pVCDijYQ3gg/TVdqOLx84pI/AAAAAAAABSA/Hz8uDYqV3hw/s1600/week6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="123" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pVCDijYQ3gg/TVdqOLx84pI/AAAAAAAABSA/Hz8uDYqV3hw/s320/week6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so its hard to remember to take pictures ... i have been kinda slacking this last week (and i've left sunday open in hopes that maybe i will take a picture tommarow, but if not i have a pic of K eating her ice cream). and realize taking a picture everyday isn't ingraned in my head just yet. &amp;nbsp;and also this project is hitting a point where i'm really not loving it. i think it isn't helping that i keep looking over on ali's page and she has these wonderful examples of people's current 365 projects, and seriously mine does not compete .. that and i'm getting board with the layout, i kinda want to play with it more but in that same sentance i dont want to make it too complicated ... i think i might maybe set up a complimenting template so that i can alternate between the bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its that or im just trying to avoid making a fool of myself and jumbled mess of all the new paper i just got in attempts to enter a design team contest. &amp;nbsp;i stress myself out over nothing, and sit there and stare at my would be layouts and can only see how they suck and were they totally dont work. cant seem to figure out how to fix the problem ... my rants ahhhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-6055108105535569660?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/6055108105535569660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=6055108105535569660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6055108105535569660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6055108105535569660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/02/week-6.html' title='week 6'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pVCDijYQ3gg/TVdqOLx84pI/AAAAAAAABSA/Hz8uDYqV3hw/s72-c/week6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-4124461598777683905</id><published>2011-02-09T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T21:34:20.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so he can clearly sign, talking ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;he's still very much a 20m older there. &amp;nbsp;but hey its awsome that he now signs "please" and "thank you" and because every time i show him the sign i also say the word, his signs are followed by "eassse" and "ank too" its pretty cute. now to review the signing time dvd with some more new words to learn .. like juice, milk, (i know water), and i'm sure there are other very useful words for this little guy to learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7kzE6Ul6xP4/TVN3auKtg_I/AAAAAAAABRw/MjH_w9soxVY/s1600/thankyou.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7kzE6Ul6xP4/TVN3auKtg_I/AAAAAAAABRw/MjH_w9soxVY/s320/thankyou.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and i am lifting one of pam's lo's but i thought i should try my hand at some EP "wintertime" digital papers that i got today for a $1 ... seriously a great pack if you have alot of snow in your weather, i feel like im streching. but the blue tones are awsomly chilly just a little heavy on the snow flakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oLImEaqw-nE/TVN3cjGM_0I/AAAAAAAABR0/OSoLLyedviQ/s1600/20m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oLImEaqw-nE/TVN3cjGM_0I/AAAAAAAABR0/OSoLLyedviQ/s320/20m.jpg" width="320" /&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/4761209129108625380-4124461598777683905?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/4124461598777683905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=4124461598777683905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4124461598777683905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4124461598777683905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-he-can-clearly-sign-talking.html' title='so he can clearly sign, talking ....'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7kzE6Ul6xP4/TVN3auKtg_I/AAAAAAAABRw/MjH_w9soxVY/s72-c/thankyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-8303895506693732948</id><published>2011-02-08T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T22:00:36.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>scrapping digitally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So this layout actually is using some papers that i made myself ... i'm feeling pretty dark so the background is relating that but IMG it is a beautiful color. i got the scheme of kuler.adobe.com its a pretty cool site for color combinations. its funny i make up these digi pages all the time, yet i have only ever printed one ... i guess i just haven't committed myself to it yet. i end up printing the pictures for a paper layout and just go with that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TVIrWZOQTXI/AAAAAAAABRo/In25dNN2C9c/s1600/another_ouchie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TVIrWZOQTXI/AAAAAAAABRo/In25dNN2C9c/s320/another_ouchie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and since i am blogging here's my &amp;nbsp;potd for monday ... lunch .... kinda going with the while heart theme this month (along with a million other people huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TVIrX6MuDzI/AAAAAAAABRs/nPQh4j1v4gE/s1600/lunch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TVIrX6MuDzI/AAAAAAAABRs/nPQh4j1v4gE/s320/lunch.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and on a side note, i seriously need a new mouse. my mac mouse is barely holding on. don't let it fall off the desk it will be in 4 different pieces, it eats batteries, the scrolly ball doesn't work. and the right click button doesn't work either. it just totally sucks that it's gunna cost me 60 bucks to get a new one ... i love my mac really i do, but darn it! if everything for it isn't more expensive. &amp;nbsp;UGH! &amp;nbsp;(oh and i have looking into the options of getting a wireless pc mouse and using it, but its pretty much the same cost as the mac mouse ... and well mac stuff just looks cooler ... seriously check out their flat silver keyboards .. good think i didn't opt for the cordless one of those, i would not want to see what would happen there.) &lt;br /&gt;I'm ranting about my mouse ... seriously :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-8303895506693732948?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/8303895506693732948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=8303895506693732948' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8303895506693732948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8303895506693732948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/02/scrapping-digitally.html' title='scrapping digitally'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TVIrWZOQTXI/AAAAAAAABRo/In25dNN2C9c/s72-c/another_ouchie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-7527406759860098089</id><published>2011-02-06T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T12:44:16.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>week 5, or the first week of FEbRuArY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I'm pretty sure that in terms of blogging everyday with the whole p365 I'm and pitifly slacking. But i've got the photo taking and plugging the photos into the templates down, i'm even admitting to using someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;elses camera phone because my phone was acting up on me. I also have to admit that I love the camera phone and can totally see how it's a threat to p&amp;amp;s everywhere (i'll still have both promise, i love cameras and good images), and its totally fun to use said camera phone in this project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so here's week 5. i skipped out on the "january" because seriously it was only one day, and i am ready for a new title ... i think wendsday is spelt right :) (love you candi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TU8GupcDfOI/AAAAAAAABRg/d8qmfuMtfBI/s1600/week5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="123" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TU8GupcDfOI/AAAAAAAABRg/d8qmfuMtfBI/s320/week5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and this has to be my favorite picture of the week. logan is a hoot to hang out with all by himself. he keeps finding shoes that don't belong to him putting them on and the clompping around the house. the too big beanie is just cute. and he now say "eeessse" and smiles when i pull the camera or phone out to snap a picture of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TU8Gw-4M18I/AAAAAAAABRk/yCpYn03NCiY/s1600/l2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TU8Gw-4M18I/AAAAAAAABRk/yCpYn03NCiY/s320/l2.jpg" width="320" /&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/4761209129108625380-7527406759860098089?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/7527406759860098089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=7527406759860098089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7527406759860098089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7527406759860098089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/02/week-5-or-first-week-of-february.html' title='week 5, or the first week of FEbRuArY'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TU8GupcDfOI/AAAAAAAABRg/d8qmfuMtfBI/s72-c/week5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-2906983249102429373</id><published>2011-01-30T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T21:48:51.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a month of 365</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;okay so I've kinda slacked off on the posting everyday thing. but I am still on top of my photos and layouts. This project is turning out to be fun ... I can definatly do a picture a day, a bunch of pictures a day (like the week in the life project) i donno yet. Maybe i will see later on when all my scrapping buddies decide to do that again. I will definatly do it digital though, the whole not having to wait to print the pictures (or if i liked my photo printer) home picture printing doesn't work so well with me. printing the book at the end seems like fun. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So i think this is my set up. I will have to go in this week and fine tune everything on my master templates so that they all will look perfect in the end. simple is better, that's for sure. the painting of all the numbers and months is bothersome and i think i will make up a file with just them in it. although is the title month a little to repeative??? do tell me your opinon, im not sure i want to see "january, january, blah blah blah so prominent on every page ... hmmmm &amp;nbsp;oh if you click on the images they get bigger, and you can actually read the account for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TUZLO3bIuWI/AAAAAAAABRI/N4akKdVTqZQ/s1600/week4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="123" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TUZLO3bIuWI/AAAAAAAABRI/N4akKdVTqZQ/s320/week4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;week 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TUZLRUjmbgI/AAAAAAAABRM/0LyPHBE0y_4/s1600/week3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="123" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TUZLRUjmbgI/AAAAAAAABRM/0LyPHBE0y_4/s320/week3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;week 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TUZLTlezhrI/AAAAAAAABRQ/Ik0xE7qN-fw/s1600/week2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="123" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TUZLTlezhrI/AAAAAAAABRQ/Ik0xE7qN-fw/s320/week2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;week 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TUZLWnrGmrI/AAAAAAAABRU/7ypQ9rMraYw/s1600/week1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="123" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TUZLWnrGmrI/AAAAAAAABRU/7ypQ9rMraYw/s320/week1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;week 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and yeah some of the photos totally suck, but it goes with the whole storying telling, journaling process of the project.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TUZM_0tFMNI/AAAAAAAABRY/e3K4aMd4BU0/s1600/tiredturtle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TUZM_0tFMNI/AAAAAAAABRY/e3K4aMd4BU0/s320/tiredturtle.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and i totally feel like this galopagos turtle .... we went to see these big guys on saturday and i totally got a kick out of them napping. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-2906983249102429373?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/2906983249102429373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=2906983249102429373' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2906983249102429373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2906983249102429373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/01/month-of-365.html' title='a month of 365'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TUZLO3bIuWI/AAAAAAAABRI/N4akKdVTqZQ/s72-c/week4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-8160744833529039922</id><published>2011-01-23T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T21:47:59.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>still on top .... P365</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;wow they're small on here .. but it is the whole spread. &amp;nbsp;so I wanted to post here the continuation of my P365 .... so what this is 3 weeks down after 4 its suppose to be a habit and easier right? &amp;nbsp;i can feel myself running out of ideas and i voe to just take a picture and use it, real life isn't always exciting and picture worthy this is project is to document that ... my everyday. &amp;nbsp;so this week i'm planing on taking pictures of laundry, walking to school ... because we do walk to school alot, and probably some more food shots .. but i will try not to place those on monday we do eat the rest of the week. &amp;nbsp;hee hee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TT0RCJ8YDbI/AAAAAAAABQ4/4R7VuFlQqOs/s1600/week2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="123" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TT0RCJ8YDbI/AAAAAAAABQ4/4R7VuFlQqOs/s320/week2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TT0REW38RUI/AAAAAAAABQ8/-CH11dkxowc/s1600/week3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="123" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TT0REW38RUI/AAAAAAAABQ8/-CH11dkxowc/s320/week3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;oh and i totally like getting to change up the back ground papers ... just makes it more me and fun. besides how can i not have a green background for the week when there is a green day during the week :) &amp;nbsp;this week at school is yellow (one of K's favorite colors, and the color table she sits at) so we will see if we have a yellow day, or maybe a purple day, or in honor of Candi a teal day????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pam no stress but YOU CAN NOT STOP THIS PROCESS. i am feeding off of you and your posts are keeping me motivated and challenged ... I think you need a color day at your house and A can take some photos of color things for you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-8160744833529039922?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/8160744833529039922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=8160744833529039922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8160744833529039922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8160744833529039922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/01/still-on-top-p365.html' title='still on top .... P365'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TT0RCJ8YDbI/AAAAAAAABQ4/4R7VuFlQqOs/s72-c/week2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-7718460141408006396</id><published>2011-01-22T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T20:34:24.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>recycling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;today i got up the energy to sort through all the recyclables we have stored in plastic bags outside next to the trash cans. &amp;nbsp;its a gross, sticky, smelly process that i don't particularly like. &amp;nbsp;but i do like collecting the money that comes when i go turn it in to the recycling center (and they practically take it out of the car for you) so that was what i did today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTuuWLKTCpI/AAAAAAAABQw/_y6ecGPQ0Gk/s1600/1.22.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTuuWLKTCpI/AAAAAAAABQw/_y6ecGPQ0Gk/s320/1.22.1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and when it came to the final clean up part, i bumped up against this lovely plant ... its related to stinging nettle, it has to be it has a nasty bite. and my calf was irritated and stinging and itchy for a good hour later (related because my experience with stinging nettle is that its affects last much much longer if not treated with milkweed) ... no milkweed in sight. and to make it all the worse we have to "roundup" so i couldn't turn around and spray the evil weed with plant killer to get back at it for tagging me. &amp;nbsp;oh well life moves on, i'm letting steve do the yard work that includes ridding the area of this evil thing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTuuX7xDpSI/AAAAAAAABQ0/6zp2-e96UvA/s1600/1.22.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTuuX7xDpSI/AAAAAAAABQ0/6zp2-e96UvA/s320/1.22.2.jpg" width="320" /&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/4761209129108625380-7718460141408006396?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/7718460141408006396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=7718460141408006396' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7718460141408006396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7718460141408006396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/01/recycling.html' title='recycling'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTuuWLKTCpI/AAAAAAAABQw/_y6ecGPQ0Gk/s72-c/1.22.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-7222172902020832546</id><published>2011-01-21T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T14:32:44.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>today is green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TToIWyl8ppI/AAAAAAAABQo/7-OzjWffros/s1600/1.21.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TToIWyl8ppI/AAAAAAAABQo/7-OzjWffros/s320/1.21.2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This morning kailee was very insistant that she had to wear the color green. and then was very dishearted that her green leopard print shirt was dirty and she couldn't wear it ... lucky her that her mom loved the color green and she had another option to wear green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TToIYBvtjBI/AAAAAAAABQs/fOcxN2LMuuM/s1600/1.21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TToIYBvtjBI/AAAAAAAABQs/fOcxN2LMuuM/s320/1.21.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;after school she took some pictures of things that are green :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-7222172902020832546?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/7222172902020832546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=7222172902020832546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7222172902020832546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7222172902020832546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/01/today-is-green.html' title='today is green'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TToIWyl8ppI/AAAAAAAABQo/7-OzjWffros/s72-c/1.21.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-600662467866471270</id><published>2011-01-21T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T13:51:24.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>an almost week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been out of it a little this week ... blame it on this stupid stuffy head cold that has attacked. &amp;nbsp;but i did take some pictures&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Monday: &amp;nbsp;leftovers = taco/burrito night :) &amp;nbsp;yummy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTn-osLlLgI/AAAAAAAABQY/g9p-IDCYLhU/s1600/1.17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTn-osLlLgI/AAAAAAAABQY/g9p-IDCYLhU/s320/1.17.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tuesday: logan loves to see what's going on outside, and meet anybody who's comming over ... such a cutie (love how you can see his missing teeth in this smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTn-qZVrwyI/AAAAAAAABQc/GF_clBOSBVc/s1600/1.18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTn-qZVrwyI/AAAAAAAABQc/GF_clBOSBVc/s320/1.18.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Wensday: thanks to this stupid cold, i have not felt like walking to school ... so we drove. &amp;nbsp; logan is waiting for his sister to come out to the gate, but that doesn't mean he can't play on the fence until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTn-rsmYqlI/AAAAAAAABQg/XWHly48_iS0/s1600/1.19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTn-rsmYqlI/AAAAAAAABQg/XWHly48_iS0/s320/1.19.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thrusday: Kailee's picture of &amp;nbsp;her new shoes, that she cannot tie herself! &amp;nbsp;Ugh I thought i had a rule against laces shoes until she learned how to do it herself ... although you have take advantage of free pink shoes from her older cousin (at least they're on the right feet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTn-tOYgItI/AAAAAAAABQk/CYaCmZh_P2k/s1600/1.20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTn-tOYgItI/AAAAAAAABQk/CYaCmZh_P2k/s320/1.20.jpg" width="320" /&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/4761209129108625380-600662467866471270?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/600662467866471270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=600662467866471270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/600662467866471270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/600662467866471270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/01/almost-week.html' title='an almost week'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTn-osLlLgI/AAAAAAAABQY/g9p-IDCYLhU/s72-c/1.17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-3024042215617463008</id><published>2011-01-16T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T20:53:28.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>giggles and  grocery shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTPKGb02ySI/AAAAAAAABQU/3bpIXVVvCu8/s1600/1.17..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTPKGb02ySI/AAAAAAAABQU/3bpIXVVvCu8/s320/1.17..jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm starting to think that I shop at Henry's just because they give out balloons to the kids ... if you get their early enough. &amp;nbsp;It's a chain of farmer's market type store, and they have excellent produce lots and lots of organic everything &amp;nbsp;and its not all that expensive. they do not have 10 different brands of the same kind of cheese ... you get maybe two choices so its a small market. but they sell lots of stuff in bulk ... love love love to buy spices that way when we're trying something new (a tbs. of anything isn't as expensive as a $6 jar of the stuff). &amp;nbsp;and they give out balloons which makes my kids all giggly the entire ride home, which is fun for me ... so here's to giggling on the drive home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-3024042215617463008?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/3024042215617463008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=3024042215617463008' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3024042215617463008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3024042215617463008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/01/giggles-and-grocery-shopping.html' title='giggles and  grocery shopping'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTPKGb02ySI/AAAAAAAABQU/3bpIXVVvCu8/s72-c/1.17..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-5610192485956548172</id><published>2011-01-14T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T21:51:24.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my little climber</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTE0hanli_I/AAAAAAAABQM/cSmeMPnExAs/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTE0hanli_I/AAAAAAAABQM/cSmeMPnExAs/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTE0hanli_I/AAAAAAAABQM/cSmeMPnExAs/s1600/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;fell off the top today. has a little bump the side of a tangerine on right side of his forhead. it matches the bump on the left that has just phased through the purple stage. &amp;nbsp;it doesn't matter how many times i get on him about not climbing up onto his sisters bed he doesn't listen. and its not like the climbing part is the dangerous part, he's got it down pretty good and he can climb down too. its the fact that when he gets up there he wants to stand up and walk around on her bed, then jump and roll and just act all crazy like his sister does. and usually with her up there with him. &amp;nbsp;then come the times when he falls off ... seriously want him to listen to me ... GRRRR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTE0kFtAWWI/AAAAAAAABQQ/YZ-smbOHs4g/s1600/1.14.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTE0kFtAWWI/AAAAAAAABQQ/YZ-smbOHs4g/s1600/1.14.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the two of them together looking down at me while i'm laying on the floor ... the zoom kinda takes away from the almost 6 feet they're up in the air.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-5610192485956548172?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/5610192485956548172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=5610192485956548172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/5610192485956548172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/5610192485956548172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-little-climber.html' title='my little climber'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TTE0hanli_I/AAAAAAAABQM/cSmeMPnExAs/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-1845418419945387542</id><published>2011-01-13T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T10:00:40.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the first week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know it's not technically the end of the week, but I wanted to blog ... needed to blog so i don't fall behind. &amp;nbsp;I got this idea from K's new teacher "its not so much the fear of the unknown. its the fear of the known" putting that in terms of the first weeks of school. &amp;nbsp;so I decided to do a bunch of pictures with the first week of school in mind, to add to the whole first day expirence. &amp;nbsp;its been fun and i am totally enjoying it. its a work in progress and today i am going to have to get a picture of her coming home. then probably scrap them as a collage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TS87G9IfwBI/AAAAAAAABQA/UYCW8WlD7OI/s1600/1.13.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TS87G9IfwBI/AAAAAAAABQA/UYCW8WlD7OI/s320/1.13.2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;so we are walking to school everyday, and home. its a total of 2 miles for kailee to walk, and me its four (i've totally measured it thanks to cool cell phone apps). &amp;nbsp;easy way to get into shape, 4 miles is seriously alot of walking and add to that the school and our house are on different sides of a hill ... we walk up hill both ways. &amp;nbsp;funny cliche' but what makes it all better is that its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TS87JoqHr-I/AAAAAAAABQE/lVjODA5RVPY/s1600/1.13.3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TS87JoqHr-I/AAAAAAAABQE/lVjODA5RVPY/s320/1.13.3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;she's making funny faces at me, becuase i wasn't letting her take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TS87PRY4iwI/AAAAAAAABQI/tQPE8MzfMss/s1600/1.13.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TS87PRY4iwI/AAAAAAAABQI/tQPE8MzfMss/s320/1.13.1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and add to that the 'classic walking to school" picture ... im having fun with this. &amp;nbsp;I have this really good picture of K with one of her friends from school, i know she's already got friends &amp;nbsp;(we've actually hung out with them before at mcdonalds, but still its cool for them to be in class together and on the same team (they sit next to each other)) that i want to post but i didn't ask if i could post her photo up on my blog ... so i'll be asking later today. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-1845418419945387542?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/1845418419945387542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=1845418419945387542' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/1845418419945387542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/1845418419945387542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-week.html' title='the first week'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TS87G9IfwBI/AAAAAAAABQA/UYCW8WlD7OI/s72-c/1.13.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-7900506242042966475</id><published>2011-01-12T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T15:20:17.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>take 3 challenge ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pam put up a "take 3 challenge" so here's my response .... logan in three pictures *drum roll*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Independent! &amp;nbsp;He does not like to accept help. If he thinks he can do it all by himself that is exactly what he will do. Most the time he belives he can do it all by himself too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TS41cv-dmdI/AAAAAAAABO8/doB7tlHWaNk/s1600/1.12.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TS41cv-dmdI/AAAAAAAABO8/doB7tlHWaNk/s320/1.12.1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Helpful! He inisits on helping me do everything, and I mean everything. I plan on encouraging this trait of his and making him into one of those wonderful gentlemen when he gets bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TS41dweihcI/AAAAAAAABPA/N6ZVcdfZyrs/s1600/1.12.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TS41dweihcI/AAAAAAAABPA/N6ZVcdfZyrs/s320/1.12.2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cars! &amp;nbsp;He loves love loves his cars, well anything with wheels really. &amp;nbsp;He zooms them around on every surface he's allowed to with a "hhhhmmmmm" sound attached. &amp;nbsp;Oh and he doesn't like to share his cars with his sister, its a boy thing. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TS41fE7iKOI/AAAAAAAABPE/kl5dJV7sTIs/s1600/1.12.3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TS41fE7iKOI/AAAAAAAABPE/kl5dJV7sTIs/s320/1.12.3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;now i know pam's challenge was for a less traditional pictures. and i had it going with the over head and then the boxes defeted me, seriously a little guy holding those big boxes i thought was a given no face shot .... i was so wrong. and well by then i was over it, but i &amp;nbsp;do like the up close shot of Logan's monster truck. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-7900506242042966475?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/7900506242042966475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=7900506242042966475' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7900506242042966475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7900506242042966475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-3-challenge.html' title='take 3 challenge ...'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TS41cv-dmdI/AAAAAAAABO8/doB7tlHWaNk/s72-c/1.12.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-106659173331530381</id><published>2011-01-10T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T14:42:32.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>technically  not the first day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;of EAk. but it's the only one i'll get to take pictures at right? &amp;nbsp;so Kailee and i had orientation today in her class room. got to meet her teacher and see what it was all about ... met some other students as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSuJzxHoihI/AAAAAAAABOs/-stJ_e7jwF4/s1600/6.10.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSuJzxHoihI/AAAAAAAABOs/-stJ_e7jwF4/s320/6.10.1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;sitting at her spot, see her name on the table ... she was pretty excited about it all. she at the yellow table and the seating is set up as boy girl so she sits next to two boys, one she met ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSuJ1WPd5WI/AAAAAAAABOw/gqI7uaX74RY/s1600/6.10.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSuJ1WPd5WI/AAAAAAAABOw/gqI7uaX74RY/s320/6.10.2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;she's just so excited that she couldn't contain her self ... or she didn't want me to take her picture ... i donno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSuJ26ETjeI/AAAAAAAABO0/mCGJTGRCl6E/s1600/6.10.3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSuJ26ETjeI/AAAAAAAABO0/mCGJTGRCl6E/s320/6.10.3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and got to listen to a story and then make some kissing hands. &amp;nbsp;kailee did it all herself wanting none of my help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSuJ4nEtd5I/AAAAAAAABO4/td6kSQfB0A4/s1600/6.10.4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSuJ4nEtd5I/AAAAAAAABO4/td6kSQfB0A4/s320/6.10.4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;she's super excited about the whole thing starting school and all. &amp;nbsp;i just have to remember to have her name on all her stuff &amp;nbsp;for tommarow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-106659173331530381?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/106659173331530381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=106659173331530381' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/106659173331530381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/106659173331530381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/01/technically-not-first-day.html' title='technically  not the first day'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSuJzxHoihI/AAAAAAAABOs/-stJ_e7jwF4/s72-c/6.10.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-5398759283900168807</id><published>2011-01-08T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T19:33:23.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kailee has had a loose tooth for a while. And well I was think that she was just being crazy and that is wasn't really loose .... thought you got loose teeth like in 1st grade. &amp;nbsp;Well I was wrong! And this morning Kailee lost her first tooth, the bottom one on the left, I'm wondering if that was one of her first teeth (might have to go and look that up in some archived photos, lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSkqu5tgUsI/AAAAAAAABOc/raeEpGlAvsY/s1600/1.8.01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSkqu5tgUsI/AAAAAAAABOc/raeEpGlAvsY/s320/1.8.01.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;She's pretty excited about it ... it was pretty impossible to get her to sit still long enough for me to get a pictures, seeing as this is her first tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSkqwOvbQsI/AAAAAAAABOg/cgHo-baavPw/s1600/1.8.02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSkqwOvbQsI/AAAAAAAABOg/cgHo-baavPw/s320/1.8.02.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;she's pretty excited over the tooth fairy coming tonight. her dad and her devised a plan to post her tooth up on the wall so it doesn't get lost and the tooth fairy can find it. she even had to write up a note ... which i have to agree is much better then the book we have about the tooth fairy where miranda hides her tooth from the tooth fairy, beacuse if the tooth fairy can find it then she knows she is real, the tooth fairy hides miranda's money from her too in the end. &amp;nbsp;so i like kailee's plan much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSkqx2a9WcI/AAAAAAAABOk/ivjPRRxc5bs/s1600/1.8.03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="106" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSkqx2a9WcI/AAAAAAAABOk/ivjPRRxc5bs/s320/1.8.03.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;so i guess we will have to wait and see what the tooth fairy leaves for her in the morning .... almost as cool as santa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because kailee got her picture taken for loosing a tooth, logan wanted his picture taken for getting a new tooth ... its one of the bottom side ones (he's only had the two center ones for forever) and his first molars have come in before the other bottom's and his pointer teeth (the vampire ones :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSkqzaobEfI/AAAAAAAABOo/OChnUAI4yBw/s1600/1.8.04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSkqzaobEfI/AAAAAAAABOo/OChnUAI4yBw/s320/1.8.04.jpg" width="320" /&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/4761209129108625380-5398759283900168807?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/5398759283900168807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=5398759283900168807' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/5398759283900168807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/5398759283900168807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/01/lost-tooth.html' title='lost tooth'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSkqu5tgUsI/AAAAAAAABOc/raeEpGlAvsY/s72-c/1.8.01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-7836360869487401792</id><published>2011-01-07T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T20:54:08.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleeping child .... the fight begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSfopOMrrlI/AAAAAAAABOY/KlzMnEYsDdE/s1600/1.7.11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSfopOMrrlI/AAAAAAAABOY/KlzMnEYsDdE/s320/1.7.11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know you'd expect a sleeping child, not a picture of a foot. But as it goes this is one of the shoes that logan has been wearing for most his life ... the whole club foot thing, and now he only has to wear them when he sleeps. That is if this child ever did sleep, and there was no way I was getting any closer to him for this picture in fear of waking him up. ... and now the story ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan is fighting with us every night when it comes to bed time and him sleeping in his own bed. &amp;nbsp;He's a cuddler, loves cuddling and if allowed will curl up on you and fall happily asleep while you are watching TV, reading a book, used to be able to surf the web too. besides that fact that he's a night owl ... so yeah we kinda laxed on the putting him to bed and let him cry it out, part of it was that it would keep Kailee awake (our resident monster child when she's tired). &amp;nbsp;But now it has backfired, because he will not under any curcumstances lay down and fall asleep on his own. &amp;nbsp;No he screams, yells, and climbs out of his bed until one of us has to hold him in bed till he falls asleep ... we're talking hours here and every night. Oh the joys of parenthood ... Kailee is a dream child when it comes to bed time and falling asleep ... she still has her 15 mins of crankiness before she's out cold for the night .... Logan tonight only kept me at his side for 30-45 mins, unlike last night that was a good 2 hours ... we'll see how it goes from here ... oh and he wakes up early, talking 4 am early screaming ... that goes away nicely if he's allowed in bed with us, but again its breaking the rules of him sleeping in his own bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-7836360869487401792?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/7836360869487401792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=7836360869487401792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7836360869487401792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7836360869487401792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/01/sleeping-child-fight-begins.html' title='sleeping child .... the fight begins'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSfopOMrrlI/AAAAAAAABOY/KlzMnEYsDdE/s72-c/1.7.11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-8467274160027169171</id><published>2011-01-06T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T18:09:33.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;logan loves to go to the lakes and feed the da's as he calls them.  he chases them around, throws food at them, and in general loves the guys (one of his first words) ... oh and they talk back to him with there "quack quack", they follow him (when he's not looking), and come over to say "hi" (if it's winter, and he has a bag of duck food).  seems like a pretty good relationship if i think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSZ0wRJRfSI/AAAAAAAABOQ/tuxIoeYBhV0/s1600/1.6.01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSZ0wRJRfSI/AAAAAAAABOQ/tuxIoeYBhV0/s400/1.6.01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559259162620296482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSZ0wTcX9kI/AAAAAAAABOI/oMSPlrTUwsg/s1600/1.6.02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSZ0wTcX9kI/AAAAAAAABOI/oMSPlrTUwsg/s400/1.6.02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559259163237283394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the hard part is keeping him from chasing them all the way into the water ... he's gotten close a couple of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-8467274160027169171?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/8467274160027169171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=8467274160027169171' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8467274160027169171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8467274160027169171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/01/da.html' title='DA!'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSZ0wRJRfSI/AAAAAAAABOQ/tuxIoeYBhV0/s72-c/1.6.01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-6636648699409309002</id><published>2011-01-05T21:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T21:31:40.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kailee is 5 now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's a scary thought, my first baby is now 5.  I remember so many years ago in college and talking about getting married and having kids. I was adiment that I could get married whenever, seriously garenteed date, but I wasn't having any kids until I was 25. It was in my head how cool it would be to be 30 and have a 5 year old ..... well that happened pretty much exactly as I thought it would (not that the rest of my life works that easily). but its kinda cool to reflect on the things that did work out perfect from your younger you dreams.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so all these photos were staged, she posed for them and everything. some more plainly than others. cupcakes DO NOT LAST MORE THAN A FEW HOURS at this house. she helped me, we started after breakfast with the baking and were decorating at lunch.  it started with 15 and by the time the icing came out there were 12, while icing i belive we lost 4 more. and when daddy came home from work he told K that she could have a cupcake before dinner because it was her birthday. daddy snuck another one, or two then. so that by dinner time was over there were 4 left. we sang happy birthday and then K and L licked off all the frosting and ate their cupcakes with little mess left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSVP-buGaNI/AAAAAAAABOA/RUCnpRA2V9U/s1600/Kb_day1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSVP-buGaNI/AAAAAAAABOA/RUCnpRA2V9U/s400/Kb_day1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558937249070344402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;more decortating, although she wasn't paying as much attention to the camera at this point so i have a more natural looking photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSVP-CW4EmI/AAAAAAAABN4/lhnUVWSVQuY/s1600/kb_day2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSVP-CW4EmI/AAAAAAAABN4/lhnUVWSVQuY/s400/kb_day2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558937242262049378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;can i eat it mommy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSVP960APOI/AAAAAAAABNw/A-88-PbvWpA/s1600/kb_day3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSVP960APOI/AAAAAAAABNw/A-88-PbvWpA/s400/kb_day3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558937240236735714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;almost eating the cupcake, enjoying having me taking pictures of her while she made funny faces and was over all being a excited goof because it is her birthday today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSVP99HZBhI/AAAAAAAABNo/nebybVmw4FQ/s1600/kb_day4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSVP99HZBhI/AAAAAAAABNo/nebybVmw4FQ/s400/kb_day4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558937240854922770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and i have to admit that I LOVE THIS ONE, she's making exagerated faces at me while eating the cupcake. and i was just shooting away. (this on is going in the scrapbook! :))  i hate eating photos ... childhood nightmares of christmas dinners at my grandma's and a great uncle who thought himself a photographer, err!  .... but this was just to much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSVP9hox2RI/AAAAAAAABNg/KnRozyiAPg0/s1600/kb_day5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSVP9hox2RI/AAAAAAAABNg/KnRozyiAPg0/s400/kb_day5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558937233478768914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I realize that i didn't take any pictures with the actual candles being blown out, but seriously i like these photos better and they tell more of the whole story than some candle picture anyway.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep telling kailee that she should stop growing up. she then gives me a hug and in her best mommy soothing grownup voice tells me it will be okay and that she has to grow up to be a teenager. and then again reasures me that when she's at school she will come home and tell me everything she did that day ..... i'm thinking i will hold her to that one when she does become that scary teenager.  but she tells me she's not a teenager when her dad and i tease her about being one ... we get "no, mommy im still a kid, i'll be a teenager when im 16"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kailee llama girlie I love you!   ~mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-6636648699409309002?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/6636648699409309002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=6636648699409309002' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6636648699409309002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6636648699409309002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/01/kailee-is-5-now.html' title='Kailee is 5 now!'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSVP-buGaNI/AAAAAAAABOA/RUCnpRA2V9U/s72-c/Kb_day1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-2515137931963200951</id><published>2011-01-03T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T21:29:02.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pano soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm starting the journey of a P365 journal type album. I'm not sure how i am going to complete this project, but i feel that it needs to be done.  I'm not going to stress in i miss a day or two, or even a week for that matter, its the journey that i am looking for.  I'm completing it as a digital album and will print it as a completed book, although im sure i can afford to print it as a page a day layout and im contemplating templates and such. so we will see what it becomes in the end. I do want it to have lots of pictures and honest journaling to it, so hence i'm using my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that being said, its January third .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pano soup:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kailee recently borrowed "pano" from the library and we watched it every day two times a day for the week that she got to keep it (i'm sure if she see's it again it will come home with us).  and steve was wanting top ramen soup in the house ... i hate this soup, i blame it on being a poor college student in a dorm room where the food sucked (no kitchen, and a walk across campus to eat cafitatera food) all of the microwave variety.  i freshman 15'd the wrong way and ate way to much ramen soup.  but atlas i lost the debate with the consent that i could put freshies in it.  well steve came home and made the soup for lunch, with said freshies. and kailee helping daddy out discoverd that this was the same type of noodle soup pano and sochka made in the movie .... hence it is now known as our house as pano soup. and i have had to eat it every day since saturday, for lunch. the best part however is that after the timer has gone off, meaning the soup has had its brewing time, kailee has to say "abra cadabra" because that's what they said in the movie.  she's eaten it all up everytime i've made it, but i have to call her pano in the process, and not to forget her brother he's sochka.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s its not so bad with the fresh veggies (freshies), if you put them in with the raw veggies and let them brew along with the soup ... full of sodium i am sure of ... working on that part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSKtn66UsfI/AAAAAAAABNY/SOpDHQK5xuk/s1600/pano_soup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSKtn66UsfI/AAAAAAAABNY/SOpDHQK5xuk/s400/pano_soup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558195791468999154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-2515137931963200951?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/2515137931963200951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=2515137931963200951' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2515137931963200951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2515137931963200951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2011/01/pano-soup.html' title='Pano soup'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TSKtn66UsfI/AAAAAAAABNY/SOpDHQK5xuk/s72-c/pano_soup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-5728134695239558775</id><published>2010-12-30T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T21:35:06.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>almost a new year ...</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TR1q6IOJItI/AAAAAAAABNI/1nZiJsVddQg/s1600/newyear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TR1q6IOJItI/AAAAAAAABNI/1nZiJsVddQg/s400/newyear.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556715062116819666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been seriously slacking posting here. just seems like every december is like that. i wont pester you with christmas pictures, until i get those pages done. but thought i would wish all a happy new year. and give a glimpse of what the past 2 weeks have been like here ..... this was yesterday ... today was sunny more your typical so cali weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TR1q-23L_1I/AAAAAAAABNQ/PXCD213Hcks/s400/rain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556715143356481362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-5728134695239558775?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/5728134695239558775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=5728134695239558775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/5728134695239558775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/5728134695239558775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/12/almost-new-year.html' title='almost a new year ...'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TR1q6IOJItI/AAAAAAAABNI/1nZiJsVddQg/s72-c/newyear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-3007203382827789179</id><published>2010-12-12T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T00:11:13.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>catching up on my December Daily Album</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TQSBzXSmszI/AAAAAAAABM8/lTY-hGirRBI/s1600/dd_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TQSBzXSmszI/AAAAAAAABM8/lTY-hGirRBI/s400/dd_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549703360252654386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TQSBzIRQ_aI/AAAAAAAABM0/XALuin4c1ss/s1600/dd_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TQSBzIRQ_aI/AAAAAAAABM0/XALuin4c1ss/s400/dd_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549703356220505506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;totally am going to have kailee trace over the dotted letters, to complete her letter to santa in the book .. figuring a red or green sharpie will do the trick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TQSByifOFEI/AAAAAAAABMs/zZir8-kAtao/s1600/dd_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TQSByifOFEI/AAAAAAAABMs/zZir8-kAtao/s400/dd_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549703346078487618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;love the lettering over the picture :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TQSBk_vGnfI/AAAAAAAABMk/SR_M_STyBEM/s1600/dd_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TQSBk_vGnfI/AAAAAAAABMk/SR_M_STyBEM/s400/dd_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549703113411567090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;crazy pictures and feeling pretty deperate at this point as far as pictures go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TQSBka4UDqI/AAAAAAAABMc/FdYN1mtzGQ4/s1600/dd_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TQSBka4UDqI/AAAAAAAABMc/FdYN1mtzGQ4/s400/dd_5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549703103518084770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you will rememer the green logan pictures from my test run. but they fit so perfect with kailee painting her face to be an eagle ... not exactly in order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TQSBkAt7l3I/AAAAAAAABMU/VLlSy7oPY9w/s1600/dd_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TQSBkAt7l3I/AAAAAAAABMU/VLlSy7oPY9w/s400/dd_7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549703096495216498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love the right hand picture, i couldn't have asked for a better one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TQSBjknf7FI/AAAAAAAABMM/RrH0ejPbft8/s1600/dd_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TQSBjknf7FI/AAAAAAAABMM/RrH0ejPbft8/s400/dd_8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549703088952044626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i took way to many cookie pictures, but it was by far the easiest page to put together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TQSBjXehIqI/AAAAAAAABME/nlFEqaxCyJw/s1600/dd_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TQSBjXehIqI/AAAAAAAABME/nlFEqaxCyJw/s400/dd_9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549703085424714402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see running out of pictures here ... they all fit so well on one page, im not fully happy with the left page on this spread. but we will see where it goes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so summary:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am loving the digital medium with this project. I keep changing my mind here and there and it's so easy to change and fix everything to go along.  and it's really hard taking pictures, and then comming back to make a page and realizing the story isn't complete with the photos you took. complaints ... i don't have enought embellishments. and I am totally in love with "traditional christmas" themes, and this paper isn't your traditional christmas, but it fits me personality wise better ... fun thing to play with.  also im feeling a little attached to this paper line, i cant seem to break out to anything else and that's leaving me feeling trapped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we still  have to decorate so there is no decorations in my book yet, just the daily happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-3007203382827789179?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/3007203382827789179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=3007203382827789179' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3007203382827789179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3007203382827789179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/12/catching-up-on-my-december-daily-album.html' title='catching up on my December Daily Album'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TQSBzXSmszI/AAAAAAAABM8/lTY-hGirRBI/s72-c/dd_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-8266736157208992332</id><published>2010-12-01T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T20:02:13.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>take a closer look</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;okay so the story starts out at the locan mickey d's. kailee has a few friends who she hangs out with here on a pretty much weekly basis ... its about the friendship not the food. so on this said trip logan is of course playing on the lower levels here with his sister and the other girls running all around the upper slides and asorted aircrafts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TPcYSXg-AzI/AAAAAAAABL8/RgA_euT6A3o/s1600/mcd3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TPcYSXg-AzI/AAAAAAAABL8/RgA_euT6A3o/s400/mcd3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545928169959064370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then i hear "mommy come see us"  and logan has some how made it up to level two and the helecopter.  what the crap is what i am thinking. i totally was not prepared for him to start climbing this stuff ...seriously thought i had a few more months untill this. i have a strick policy of if you can't climb something all by yourself then you shouldn't be climbing it. and wow logan has made it up to the top now .... okay so i'm sorta seriously freaking out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TPcYR8SX98I/AAAAAAAABL0/6usSIhcZxLs/s1600/mcd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TPcYR8SX98I/AAAAAAAABL0/6usSIhcZxLs/s400/mcd2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545928162650093506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well turns out his sister helped him up to the helicopter. something about how grandma lets her help her brother at the playset.  grandma is going to get a talking to ..... he got down okay but yes i did have to crawl into the playset to help him down ... see my do it by yourself theory is proven here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TPcYRW8_OAI/AAAAAAAABLs/I_1oMy5UQBs/s1600/mcd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TPcYRW8_OAI/AAAAAAAABLs/I_1oMy5UQBs/s400/mcd1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545928152628279298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is more like the logan im used too.  still happy on level one with the slide over to the left and a tube to walk across to it ... although he's looking pretty serious in this pictures.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;** first two photos were taken with my droid phone, for the last one i had my p&amp;amp;s handy. so you can see the difference**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-8266736157208992332?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/8266736157208992332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=8266736157208992332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8266736157208992332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8266736157208992332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/12/take-closer-look.html' title='take a closer look'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TPcYSXg-AzI/AAAAAAAABL8/RgA_euT6A3o/s72-c/mcd3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-2079384685267939272</id><published>2010-11-30T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T22:26:18.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>december daily album</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TPXoeHi7G5I/AAAAAAAABLk/35etoQHdtdQ/s1600/dec1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TPXoeHi7G5I/AAAAAAAABLk/35etoQHdtdQ/s400/dec1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545594120295881618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TPXoeHi7G5I/AAAAAAAABLk/35etoQHdtdQ/s1600/dec1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay so i know its all of one day early but my mind is obsessing over it. i've been wanting to start it over and over again, but since i'm playing the digital card there really isn't all the much prep work to it, just make up the templates and have all the paper and ebellies stored in the same file.  and i've had that done for a week now.  so today we made up some brownies (holiday baking yeah?) and of course i took pictures ... logan had the best one, and i forgot to take pictures of the actual brownies. but the story is more about the fun of licking the spoon (well wisk and bowl in this case).   it's not all fancy with cool pp or anything like that, i was playing with the red ... love the echo park "dashing in the snow" collection RED ... so yummy (as if you can't tell) the green is pretty de'lish too. but i am seeing myself getting the "animals" embellie pack and maybe another bit of paper for this project as a whole .... so i will definatly be checking out the dollar wensdays over at jessicasprage.com (i think that's how you spell her name, i always get it wrong) but i don't think my "animals" will be on sale :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so here is the start of my month long adventure of the december daily album&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(you can find out more about this whole thing over on aliedwards.com if your interested in more)&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/4761209129108625380-2079384685267939272?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/2079384685267939272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=2079384685267939272' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2079384685267939272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2079384685267939272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/11/december-daily-album.html' title='december daily album'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TPXoeHi7G5I/AAAAAAAABLk/35etoQHdtdQ/s72-c/dec1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-6618982439063372873</id><published>2010-11-12T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T22:00:26.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>talking with kailee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TN4o44IZqeI/AAAAAAAABLc/lJI08NHN_Ok/s1600/selfportraitK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TN4o44IZqeI/AAAAAAAABLc/lJI08NHN_Ok/s400/selfportraitK.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538909549317695970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;{kailee took the picture herself .... i didn't know she even had the camera}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so in the car on the way home from the grocery store, kailee and i had this converstation .....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K- "we're in a house forest, that's what i call it when there are houses all around"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a little while later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K- mommy your not going super fast.:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M- i'm going the speed limit K.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K- daddy goes super fast! you're just going medium fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M- well than daddy can get a speeding ticket then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K- police officers don't give tickets for going super fast. they just give tickets to people not          wearing their seat belts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M- {laugh} &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/4761209129108625380-6618982439063372873?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/6618982439063372873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=6618982439063372873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6618982439063372873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/6618982439063372873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/11/talking-with-kailee.html' title='talking with kailee'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TN4o44IZqeI/AAAAAAAABLc/lJI08NHN_Ok/s72-c/selfportraitK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-4056396015801672570</id><published>2010-11-10T21:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T21:16:16.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>logan hugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;so a few months back i was complaining about "logan kisses" ... they were really more of the head butt varity and seriously they could hurt. he's since given that up to the classic open mouth slobber ones. that as a mom you go "ahh how cute" and then wipe away the mess.  but his new thing that absoultly melts my heart now is he comes up to me at all times during the day and gives me hugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNt5vmkx-1I/AAAAAAAABLU/f7suFjhuQsI/s1600/hugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNt5vmkx-1I/AAAAAAAABLU/f7suFjhuQsI/s400/hugs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538154025497787218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNt5vmkx-1I/AAAAAAAABLU/f7suFjhuQsI/s1600/hugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he does it when he's sad, when his sister is picking on him, after he's retaliated and hit his sister for something she did. its cutests thing and i love it, its also fun to try not to trip on him if i was walking somewhere before he came up to me and hugged me. he also likes to think that i am a bridge that he can go under and over and if im standing in one spot for too long he's under foot again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and lastly i love this cat, he's so patient with my kids. he loves kailee and prefers to sleep on her bed. she carries him around the house (when he's inside) and he lets her, i don't think she has tried to dress him up in baby clothes yet but it seriously wouldn't surprise me to find him bolting out of her room with a jacket on. he also lets logan catch him when logan chases him around the house yelling KKKEEEEEE!  KKKEEEE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNt5vbRuyxI/AAAAAAAABLM/JM80cnLnI_I/s1600/meow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNt5vbRuyxI/AAAAAAAABLM/JM80cnLnI_I/s400/meow.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538154022465096466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh and he's not one bit scared of the dogs either ... although bear is a little to much for him  ... there's a big difference between 13lbs and 100+ lbs in the playing realm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i seriously ment to do a page about cooking ... you girls are inspiring me. but i guess i have to take some pictures first of the food that i'm cooking uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-4056396015801672570?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/4056396015801672570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=4056396015801672570' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4056396015801672570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4056396015801672570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/11/logan-hugs.html' title='logan hugs'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNt5vmkx-1I/AAAAAAAABLU/f7suFjhuQsI/s72-c/hugs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-1920642347243879041</id><published>2010-11-08T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T21:42:31.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>writing on the wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;so i venture out to the kitchen and see this in the door way .... seriously thinking i need some more mr. clean magic erasers and we might have to paint before we leave this house.  seriously this sucks! im going to have to take away all writing tools ... there are alot of them availble to the kids, i'm an artist and love markers, crayons, pencils, pens, more markers, and there is even water paint and big paints (tempra) as kailee calls them.  but seriously writting on the walls ... we have already had this discussion with suspect #1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNjdoo30svI/AAAAAAAABK0/8bW6C0RjaK0/s1600/wall1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNjdoo30svI/AAAAAAAABK0/8bW6C0RjaK0/s400/wall1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537419432088089330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;suspect #1 with her serious face next to the evidence ... yeah so it's above her head i think evidence leads to her and the one who is going to be scrubbing the walls again this time.  she did have the odasity to tell me suspect #2 had the markers and was walking around with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNjdoY3JujI/AAAAAAAABKs/6biSbM0e4gY/s1600/wall2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNjdoY3JujI/AAAAAAAABKs/6biSbM0e4gY/s400/wall2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537419427790305842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and suspect #2  ... yeah that is a colored pencil in his hand and a pile of other such creative tools that he spilled on the floor in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNjdoQsYDKI/AAAAAAAABKk/XfdUnPW0wg8/s1600/wall3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNjdoQsYDKI/AAAAAAAABKk/XfdUnPW0wg8/s400/wall3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537419425597623458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously my kids are teaming up against me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my lastest two favorite layouts ...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNjfBVRiSTI/AAAAAAAABLE/bFr80ijNLEM/s1600/ppL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNjfBVRiSTI/AAAAAAAABLE/bFr80ijNLEM/s400/ppL.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537420955835582770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNjfBAom7XI/AAAAAAAABK8/5qfy3egOISA/s1600/ppK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNjfBAom7XI/AAAAAAAABK8/5qfy3egOISA/s400/ppK.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537420950295211378" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4761209129108625380-1920642347243879041?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/1920642347243879041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=1920642347243879041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/1920642347243879041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/1920642347243879041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/11/writing-on-wall.html' title='writing on the wall'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNjdoo30svI/AAAAAAAABK0/8bW6C0RjaK0/s72-c/wall1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-8683950115510212173</id><published>2010-11-03T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T22:07:04.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not ready for november yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;thought i would post our pumpkin carving adventures .... we didn't cut them up until the night before all hallows eve.  kailee was so excited to get her hands on some pumpkin seeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNI-x6g_r4I/AAAAAAAABKc/M61CfYZwCw4/s1600/ck1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNI-x6g_r4I/AAAAAAAABKc/M61CfYZwCw4/s400/ck1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535555919233920898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but that was the extent of it. she told me it was gooey and she didn't like it or want to continue further.&lt;br /&gt;&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/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNI-k_pfuNI/AAAAAAAABKM/BxA7ha9ovu0/s1600/ck2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNI-k_pfuNI/AAAAAAAABKM/BxA7ha9ovu0/s400/ck2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535555697273452754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she did enjoy watching me gut the pumpkins and then insisted on drawing on the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNI-kksACwI/AAAAAAAABKE/BiMU9HkJM1I/s1600/ck3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNI-kksACwI/AAAAAAAABKE/BiMU9HkJM1I/s400/ck3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535555690036202242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;little brother copied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNI-kSNLJ7I/AAAAAAAABJ8/t66rD4drSyA/s1600/cl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNI-kSNLJ7I/AAAAAAAABJ8/t66rD4drSyA/s400/cl1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535555685075068850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he was more interested in the insides than kailee though .... i'm hoping he will help me out if a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNI-kazjIXI/AAAAAAAABJ0/qEA3g6rYu3c/s1600/cl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNI-kazjIXI/AAAAAAAABJ0/qEA3g6rYu3c/s400/cl2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535555687383507314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-8683950115510212173?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/8683950115510212173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=8683950115510212173' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8683950115510212173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8683950115510212173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/11/not-ready-for-november-yet.html' title='not ready for november yet'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TNI-x6g_r4I/AAAAAAAABKc/M61CfYZwCw4/s72-c/ck1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-2161359401720068518</id><published>2010-11-01T11:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T11:33:02.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my little trick or treaters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;we got out early, so that i could get some good pictures. and here they are ... my little trick or treaters. princess belle and the little skunk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TM8GrBuTW2I/AAAAAAAABJs/KyO6rz8MUWk/s1600/tot_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TM8GrBuTW2I/AAAAAAAABJs/KyO6rz8MUWk/s400/tot_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534649803328412514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he looks so big. he also was totally happy after getting one piece of candy that he just followed after his sister the rest of the time. by the last house he was trying to say trick or treat, but really he just followed his sisters lead (except that he wanted to eat the candy not put it in the pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TM8Gq4kxgwI/AAAAAAAABJk/JLQLJ5BJNBs/s1600/tot2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TM8Gq4kxgwI/AAAAAAAABJk/JLQLJ5BJNBs/s400/tot2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534649800872526594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she was crazy happy girl and im so glad i took the pictures early, she would not sit still for anything. our neighbors across the street were setting up their whole campfire trick or treaters and were totally happy to play the part for my pictures ... and the kids got to eat some candy right away. totally cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TM8GqaXOt5I/AAAAAAAABJc/T7VgQ-_Am9Q/s1600/tot3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TM8GqaXOt5I/AAAAAAAABJc/T7VgQ-_Am9Q/s400/tot3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534649792762656658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and because i seriously didn't want a ton of candy at the house. and the whole learning process kailee got to stay up and hand out candy to all the kids who came to our door .... she was just as excited and happy to give candy away as she was to go door to door recieving candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TM8GqMHdsCI/AAAAAAAABJU/Jam1AAxYprs/s1600/tot4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TM8GqMHdsCI/AAAAAAAABJU/Jam1AAxYprs/s400/tot4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534649788938432546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-2161359401720068518?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/2161359401720068518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=2161359401720068518' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2161359401720068518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2161359401720068518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-little-trick-or-treaters.html' title='my little trick or treaters'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TM8GrBuTW2I/AAAAAAAABJs/KyO6rz8MUWk/s72-c/tot_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-3276767681264280554</id><published>2010-10-29T13:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T13:07:34.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the faux-hawk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TMso963A8LI/AAAAAAAABIs/kW240oyK3yI/s1600/fauxhawk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TMso963A8LI/AAAAAAAABIs/kW240oyK3yI/s400/fauxhawk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533561611391922354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so while talking to his aunt yesterday at the zoo about cutting his hair .... i know wierd conversations. she was talking about how she would do this for his daddy. and in spirt of the holiday comming up the 'do fit perfect with his costume. so i present logan sporting his faux-hawk.  now the question is how long with it look like this after the 31st?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-3276767681264280554?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/3276767681264280554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=3276767681264280554' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3276767681264280554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3276767681264280554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/10/faux-hawk.html' title='the faux-hawk'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TMso963A8LI/AAAAAAAABIs/kW240oyK3yI/s72-c/fauxhawk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-8178354769881327511</id><published>2010-10-24T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T20:28:41.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pumpkin patch 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;so we hit the somewhat local pumpkin patch today to find our pumpkins.  it was lots of fun with lots of pumpkins to choose from. kailee was even posing for pictures for me this time.  she was having so much fun trying to pick out the perfect pumpkin, but it didn't take her as long as in years past ... she was more about wanting to carve it into a pumpkin lantern and roasting seeds ... the projects for this week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TMT3qzicTfI/AAAAAAAABIc/Q0rJPCruZkM/s1600/bnf10_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TMT3qzicTfI/AAAAAAAABIc/Q0rJPCruZkM/s400/bnf10_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531818557079047666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;logan was right beside his sister in climbing all over the pumpkins ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TMT3lF4qvOI/AAAAAAAABIU/R5mVKEbzIPk/s1600/bnf10_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TMT3lF4qvOI/AAAAAAAABIU/R5mVKEbzIPk/s400/bnf10_5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531818458924891362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and hey candi check it it, my little one is carring her own pumpkins now too. it made me sigh and think you you with your big kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TMT3k5a-0rI/AAAAAAAABIM/AEcxR5k_nls/s1600/bnf10_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TMT3k5a-0rI/AAAAAAAABIM/AEcxR5k_nls/s400/bnf10_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531818455579153074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and logan got a kick out of the wheel barrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TMT3kSGg8iI/AAAAAAAABIE/uygK8uS3Fqs/s1600/bnf10_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TMT3kSGg8iI/AAAAAAAABIE/uygK8uS3Fqs/s400/bnf10_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531818445024326178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and now the group shot. out friends that were with us were surprised at how both kido's easily looked at me and smiled. their three boys weren't so coportive .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TMT3kHbzqAI/AAAAAAAABH8/lOAm0WMFzIc/s1600/bnf10_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TMT3kHbzqAI/AAAAAAAABH8/lOAm0WMFzIc/s400/bnf10_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531818442160842754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and lastly the family portrait ... its been a while since i have posted a picture of myself ... maybe because i usually have a goofy smirk on my face or am the one behind the camera most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TMT3jzANm3I/AAAAAAAABH0/WNPJJUEeoB8/s1600/bnf10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TMT3jzANm3I/AAAAAAAABH0/WNPJJUEeoB8/s1600/bnf10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TMT3jzANm3I/AAAAAAAABH0/WNPJJUEeoB8/s400/bnf10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531818436676393842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well i guess this means i will have to get to scrapping this adventure pretty soon. but a week full of adventures and making paper pumpkins awaits, lots of pictures. and i'm being smart this year and doing two shoots of costume kids before the actual event, seriously my photos were so lacking from last year that im trying to make it up this time around (and just scrapping what i have from last year and moving on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-8178354769881327511?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/8178354769881327511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=8178354769881327511' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8178354769881327511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8178354769881327511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/10/pumpkin-patch-2010.html' title='pumpkin patch 2010'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TMT3qzicTfI/AAAAAAAABIc/Q0rJPCruZkM/s72-c/bnf10_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-5865533306688808972</id><published>2010-10-20T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T21:22:31.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>proof of what logan does</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;so my last post was about how logan is climbing into everything.  well i'm still caught up on it. that and editing pictures so i'm looking at all the proof i have of this.  i guess i'll have to put these all on a page for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so lets start with the dishwasher.  i can't seem to keep him off of it ... i seriously wait until he's asleep to empty and load the thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TL--xFLqGTI/AAAAAAAABHs/yYhY7DZX4J4/s1600/climer5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TL--xFLqGTI/AAAAAAAABHs/yYhY7DZX4J4/s400/climer5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530348617848199474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and of course he has to be like mommy and his big sister.  i did not put him up in the chair. i walked into the office and he was like this ( i left the room for a short while, hence the computer being on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TL--sUvlZhI/AAAAAAAABHk/FykVF4rz4So/s1600/climer4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TL--sUvlZhI/AAAAAAAABHk/FykVF4rz4So/s400/climer4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530348536126072338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he climbs in and out of the wagon, a much more apporiate activity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TL--rq5R39I/AAAAAAAABHc/tx9wgqGc8W4/s1600/climer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TL--rq5R39I/AAAAAAAABHc/tx9wgqGc8W4/s400/climer2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530348524892446674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and yes he is trying to climb on and ride his sisters razor scooter .... that one didn't get to far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TL--rp6fkMI/AAAAAAAABHU/pk2msCbeJME/s1600/climer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TL--rp6fkMI/AAAAAAAABHU/pk2msCbeJME/s400/climer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530348524629102786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the walker airplane in the backyard.  another good choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TL--rdFtWyI/AAAAAAAABHM/dNoaei8d6zU/s1600/climber3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TL--rdFtWyI/AAAAAAAABHM/dNoaei8d6zU/s400/climber3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530348521186482978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and lastly my little guy was helping me with the laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TL--rGb5lJI/AAAAAAAABHE/nJ325MZn3jY/s1600/climber1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TL--rGb5lJI/AAAAAAAABHE/nJ325MZn3jY/s400/climber1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530348515105543314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously did not put him up to any of these pictures, just snapped them after the fact when u found him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-5865533306688808972?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/5865533306688808972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=5865533306688808972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/5865533306688808972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/5865533306688808972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/10/proof-of-what-logan-does.html' title='proof of what logan does'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TL--xFLqGTI/AAAAAAAABHs/yYhY7DZX4J4/s72-c/climer5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-4850543716537803149</id><published>2010-10-16T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T22:50:32.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boxes, ribbits, and dinosaurs .... oh my!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;so i belive he is thinking "hey mom, just look how cool it is playing in the box. i even have a ribbit with me"  he loves to climb into anything that he can fit into ... boxes, baskets, the dishwasher, and drier (much to  mom's protesting he still does it ... and yes i have pictures to prove it :)) and well the frog (ribbits) are his newest favorite thing to play with. he will actually fight his sister over her attempting to take them from him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TLqMN_WqkII/AAAAAAAABG8/fqjO9UE5RcY/s1600/boxes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TLqMN_WqkII/AAAAAAAABG8/fqjO9UE5RcY/s400/boxes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528885664523391106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sister on the other hand is pretending to be a triceritops .... tank i believe from dinosaur train (she loves that show). i don't have the hear to tell her she needs three horns to be one, its too cute to see her like this.  oh and logan is off to the side holding up his stick trying to be just like his big sister .... ugh i really hate sticks as play tthings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TLqMN1BGTtI/AAAAAAAABG0/ArLOT2_RDDQ/s1600/triceratops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TLqMN1BGTtI/AAAAAAAABG0/ArLOT2_RDDQ/s400/triceratops.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528885661748580050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and on a last rant. i am in love with the libraries cd collection. until i realized that they don't have the twilight saga score cd's.  yeah its all the background classical music but its so fun to listen to while being creative. i love love love my lord of the rings trilogy cds (all classical ... well pretty much) and now i want to add twilight saga to them, guess i will have to by them. another awsome sound track is road to perdition ... so 30's era big band that i love it.  i really like movie sound tracks. i know its wierd ... one of my wierd quirks i discoved in college ... modern classical and big band ;)  on the music note i think i have finally turned my husband on to alternative, now to just get him to give up some of the 80's crap he listens too ....(insert evil laugh here)&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/4761209129108625380-4850543716537803149?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/4850543716537803149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=4850543716537803149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4850543716537803149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/4850543716537803149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/10/boxes-ribbits-and-dinosaurs-oh-my.html' title='boxes, ribbits, and dinosaurs .... oh my!'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TLqMN_WqkII/AAAAAAAABG8/fqjO9UE5RcY/s72-c/boxes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-3497837612740487650</id><published>2010-10-14T18:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T18:40:56.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's all about the style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TLewAIGTZvI/AAAAAAAABGs/zPoWznC0B6Q/s1600/style.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TLewAIGTZvI/AAAAAAAABGs/zPoWznC0B6Q/s400/style.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528080583840982770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so have you noticed????  the photos aren't all in perfect focus, i don't think i would  be asking this question if they were all in focus. but the images work so perfect for a "cars" lighting mcqueen opening sequence play by play.  its all about the shades, the style, being cool. (not mentioning that these shades are green sparkling and have little mermaid on them).   and steve and i wont be caught outside without some shades, and yes he does have his own (he's just borrowing his sisters at this time)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so do i use the blurry photos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-3497837612740487650?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/3497837612740487650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=3497837612740487650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3497837612740487650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/3497837612740487650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-all-about-style.html' title='it&apos;s all about the style'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TLewAIGTZvI/AAAAAAAABGs/zPoWznC0B6Q/s72-c/style.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-2975505268790546355</id><published>2010-10-13T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:04:06.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the everyday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;so i recently posted my favorite current picture of kailee. so here's logan's turn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TLYd5cZZBkI/AAAAAAAABF8/YaYWB86iW3E/s1600/lhw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TLYd5cZZBkI/AAAAAAAABF8/YaYWB86iW3E/s400/lhw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527638465356301890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and now to post the everyday.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what my living room looks like at any given moment.  can't seem to keep up with the kids toys, mostly logan's too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TLYd46GDRmI/AAAAAAAABF0/8u6E-cVWdFw/s1600/everyday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TLYd46GDRmI/AAAAAAAABF0/8u6E-cVWdFw/s400/everyday3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527638456148379234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;k my little crafty girl, always wanting to paint something, or drawing. and lately working on her school work.  its funny when she tells me she doesn't like homework, then turns around and is busy writting something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TLYd4hVFTvI/AAAAAAAABFs/7PjDxKAc7m4/s1600/everyday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TLYd4hVFTvI/AAAAAAAABFs/7PjDxKAc7m4/s400/everyday2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527638449500540658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and logan not to be left out is turning it to quite the artist too.  he only occasionally eats the crayons and that is if i'm not paying attention to him.  oh and he likes chewing on markers better than crayons ... i keep finding him carring around my markers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TLYd4WpjWdI/AAAAAAAABFk/vKPSSST-pTo/s1600/everyday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TLYd4WpjWdI/AAAAAAAABFk/vKPSSST-pTo/s400/everyday1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527638446633605586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-2975505268790546355?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/2975505268790546355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=2975505268790546355' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2975505268790546355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2975505268790546355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/10/everyday.html' title='the everyday'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TLYd5cZZBkI/AAAAAAAABF8/YaYWB86iW3E/s72-c/lhw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-8385639355391779560</id><published>2010-10-06T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T21:37:55.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>needed some pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TK1N0ydMpkI/AAAAAAAABE0/mBu025PuuHU/s1600/pumpkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TK1N0ydMpkI/AAAAAAAABE0/mBu025PuuHU/s400/pumpkins.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525157887146239554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had a little free time stuck in the office while kailee was playing on the computer and logan was taking a nap.  decided that i needed some pumpkins so in true scrapbook spirt i went through all my scraps and pulled out orange, green, and black pp's. i didn't have very many purples. but funny thing is, is that all my scraps pretty much matched up shade wise with the echo park pp that i bought along with my other scraps and what nots that are halloween.  so now i have lots of tidbits for scrapping pumpkins and bats and skunks and princesses this year. lol  also make up like 20 pumpkins like the ones above ... just sorta got carried away with the embellies ... all the other ones that i have just aren't as cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-8385639355391779560?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/8385639355391779560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=8385639355391779560' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8385639355391779560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8385639355391779560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/10/needed-some-pumpkins.html' title='needed some pumpkins'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TK1N0ydMpkI/AAAAAAAABE0/mBu025PuuHU/s72-c/pumpkins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-7985991147171164370</id><published>2010-10-04T20:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T20:30:02.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>relucktant costume guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so he wasn't so keen on trying on his costume today. but i am totally happy that the waist is small enough that he will get to wear it in its entirety (stuffed feet included).  he's so cute, and its way to big for him so he looks a little cubby with short legs ... for being his first costume its TOTALLY CUTE! his candy bucket is a black and white ghost too .....  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TKqZzTcw8bI/AAAAAAAABEM/yWkyWA9siWg/s1600/skunk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TKqZzTcw8bI/AAAAAAAABEM/yWkyWA9siWg/s400/skunk1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524396999596634546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she on the other hand was mad at me because she couldn't try on her costume. so instead she dressed up as a pirate (at least in the hat department) and proceded to run around the house saying "AARRR" and giving me her best impression of captain hook (notice the hand).  i think i'm going to keep this up, she has about 3-4 other costumes that she regularly dresses up in just too keep a costume theme going for the month. should be a pretty fun page/story to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TKqZzddMHQI/AAAAAAAABEE/OVuh165RTOY/s1600/pirate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TKqZzddMHQI/AAAAAAAABEE/OVuh165RTOY/s400/pirate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524397002282769666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and finally just a moment when I LOVE MY CAMERA.  still in pirate mode, but i got lucky on the shot. its one of those pictures where you can see so much of who she is in it.  totally have to scrap on of those "i love you because" pages with this picture.&lt;br /&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/_SRetskXb8qQ/TKqZ5viY4LI/AAAAAAAABEU/t2HxwIR7V8I/s400/pirate2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524397110215631026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-7985991147171164370?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/7985991147171164370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=7985991147171164370' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7985991147171164370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/7985991147171164370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/10/relucktant-costume-guy.html' title='relucktant costume guy'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TKqZzTcw8bI/AAAAAAAABEM/yWkyWA9siWg/s72-c/skunk1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-8422698197890756853</id><published>2010-10-01T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T21:15:02.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chasing rainbows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;so yesterday we had one of those wild summer storms (even though it's technically fall time, being the end of september). it was all hot and muggy with the endless banter of thunder in the background (and in our house gypsee barking at the thunder ... you would think she would have a sore throught today) along with all sorts of downpouring of rain.  but a little before sunset the rain stopped and we ventured outside.  kailee was thrilled she saw a real live rainbow.  she was so excited to see on that she wanted to know if we could go over the hill and see where it ends.  it was too cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TKawIZURKyI/AAAAAAAABD8/WvO36ZnuNHg/s1600/rainbows2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TKawIZURKyI/AAAAAAAABD8/WvO36ZnuNHg/s400/rainbows2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523295651297831714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on top of that i couldn't have asked for a cooler light.  it was eerie and grey with this copper silver thread through it.  i have done nothing to the photos, and i took the pictures with my prime lens (the one that lets in all the light).  really really wish i knew enough about actions to try to replicate this affect.  its got a clean grunge look to it, but is also has that sort of cool antiquing as well.  i was in love so much that kailee got to practice some of her modeling skills while i took pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TKawIYNfFWI/AAAAAAAABD0/nPnpL6sZI0s/s1600/rainbows1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TKawIYNfFWI/AAAAAAAABD0/nPnpL6sZI0s/s400/rainbows1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523295651000948066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-8422698197890756853?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/8422698197890756853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=8422698197890756853' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8422698197890756853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8422698197890756853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/10/chasing-rainbows.html' title='chasing rainbows'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TKawIZURKyI/AAAAAAAABD8/WvO36ZnuNHg/s72-c/rainbows2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-8430855866318271107</id><published>2010-09-05T21:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T21:23:29.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>timeout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have said before that logan is my crazy child. rocking backwards on his rocking chair, climbing to the top of the couch all before he could walk ... yes crazy dare devil of a child. well today he got in trouble for jumping off the couch. yes he came up with the ideal to climb to the very top of the couch and then to push ones self off and land on the part of the couch normal people sit on.  all to a bunch of giggles and mom repeatedly telling you not to jump on or off the couch. well logan got a one minute time out .......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TIRrra5xrNI/AAAAAAAABDs/kUbNjR45Ca0/s1600/timeout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TIRrra5xrNI/AAAAAAAABDs/kUbNjR45Ca0/s400/timeout.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513650237508529362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TIRrra5xrNI/AAAAAAAABDs/kUbNjR45Ca0/s1600/timeout.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and it was the hardest thing for steve and I too keep a straight non giggling face when this is what logan did for his entire time out.  he was very sad and gave us hugs when his time out was over.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's also not jumped off the couch for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-8430855866318271107?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/8430855866318271107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=8430855866318271107' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8430855866318271107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/8430855866318271107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/09/timeout.html' title='timeout'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TIRrra5xrNI/AAAAAAAABDs/kUbNjR45Ca0/s72-c/timeout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4761209129108625380.post-2985310726826865483</id><published>2010-09-01T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T20:33:43.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>august</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TH8aVjNX8hI/AAAAAAAABDc/uI8po6SISzY/s1600/august10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TH8aVjNX8hI/AAAAAAAABDc/uI8po6SISzY/s400/august10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512153426455687698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so like alot of people i've been slacking when it comes to blogging ... also thought i was slacking in the picture department. but i guess i took pictures just didn't load them onto my computer until today. but hey i thought i would share them all the same. now to just get my butt into gear and scrap them.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a side note i'm atempting to take pictures for a week in the life album ..... day one, complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4761209129108625380-2985310726826865483?l=imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/feeds/2985310726826865483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4761209129108625380&amp;postID=2985310726826865483' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2985310726826865483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4761209129108625380/posts/default/2985310726826865483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaginecreateexplore.blogspot.com/2010/09/august.html' title='august'/><author><name>Jakki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uqOnG9e39Ek/Tl8ak4SqgXI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lY56lmnm_4g/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SRetskXb8qQ/TH8aVjNX8hI/AAAAAAAABDc/uI8po6SISzY/s72-c/august10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
