<?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-1019149792978866168</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:05:20.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Millers</title><subtitle type='html'>Jayson, Haley, Gracie &amp;amp; Hadlie</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-6455953750402965743</id><published>2009-12-02T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:58:28.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas...</title><content type='html'>Is my &lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; front teeth!! The tooth fairy has visited our house a lot lately!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SxdIa2S1API/AAAAAAAAAY4/syfigBaRDSU/s1600-h/IMG_6261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SxdIa2S1API/AAAAAAAAAY4/syfigBaRDSU/s200/IMG_6261.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410873103397224690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SxdIap8icSI/AAAAAAAAAYw/6UuhDKhiCZg/s1600-h/IMG_6260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SxdIap8icSI/AAAAAAAAAYw/6UuhDKhiCZg/s200/IMG_6260.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410873100082508066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunetly, Gracie inherited my horrible eye sight. I got my first pair of glasses in 2nd grade too! When we went to the doctor for a well child exam, she couldn't read the eye chart. So we scheduled an eye exam and found out she needed glasses. She was actually really excited. No self consciousness whatsoever. I was so relieved! And I think she looks so cute!&lt;a href="http://3bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SxdLcwImeYI/AAAAAAAAAZA/uXNCWSwe4Qs/s1600-h/IMG_6264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SxdLcwImeYI/AAAAAAAAAZA/uXNCWSwe4Qs/s200/IMG_6264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410876434638338434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Secret Santa Workshop has been at Gracie's school the last few days. I let her take the $5 she got from the tooth fairy to buy a Christmas present for her dad. So when she came home with this little box with a heart shaped necklace inside, I thought she changed her mind and decided to buy herself a gift instead. But then she told me that Corbin gave it to her. Corbin has been her off and on BF for the last two years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SxdXXUfP33I/AAAAAAAAAZI/AQQETiETucs/s1600-h/IMG_6267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SxdXXUfP33I/AAAAAAAAAZI/AQQETiETucs/s200/IMG_6267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410889535457320818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cute is that?!? She was so excited! Now she just has to decide what to get him for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SxdZPS7lW4I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/CrZzNt4SKwA/s1600-h/IMG_6270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SxdZPS7lW4I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/CrZzNt4SKwA/s200/IMG_6270.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410891596623600514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have to be honest, I was not prepared for this. She's almost 8 years old, but COME ON! When I was in 2nd grade boys were the furthest thing from my mind. I think it's cute puppy love and all, but I'm not ready for this! Can't they just stay younger longer?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SxdaHULCj8I/AAAAAAAAAZY/aGPCp3PxsXI/s1600-h/IMG_6271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SxdaHULCj8I/AAAAAAAAAZY/aGPCp3PxsXI/s200/IMG_6271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410892559029538754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-6455953750402965743?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/6455953750402965743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=6455953750402965743' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/6455953750402965743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/6455953750402965743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='All I want for Christmas...'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SxdIa2S1API/AAAAAAAAAY4/syfigBaRDSU/s72-c/IMG_6261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-475672775692881632</id><published>2009-06-09T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T02:03:32.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in business</title><content type='html'>Now that I've removed about 10 thousand pictures from my computer it works again!! Imagine that! I've actually had lots of cute pictures I've wanted to add and stuff I wanted to blog about but my computer wouldn't download a single new pic until I deleted some to make room for the new ones. So here is my 10 for the price of 1 post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to go feed the ducks.... but Hadlie saw me get the camera out so we had to have an impromptu photo shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9t1ZWyCxI/AAAAAAAAAVM/IiMex9E0cCI/s1600-h/IMG_5476.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9t1ZWyCxI/AAAAAAAAAVM/IiMex9E0cCI/s400/IMG_5476.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345612046819003154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9tmKIKE4I/AAAAAAAAAVE/0YoXecUKavk/s1600-h/IMG_5486.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9tmKIKE4I/AAAAAAAAAVE/0YoXecUKavk/s400/IMG_5486.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345611785033094018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9tUtuf3II/AAAAAAAAAU8/DQmDabWKkAo/s1600-h/IMG_5483.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9tUtuf3II/AAAAAAAAAU8/DQmDabWKkAo/s400/IMG_5483.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345611485351500930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9tEF9amlI/AAAAAAAAAU0/rgexoxbhiTk/s1600-h/IMG_5482.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9tEF9amlI/AAAAAAAAAU0/rgexoxbhiTk/s400/IMG_5482.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345611199798745682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day at the zoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9szbIUYBI/AAAAAAAAAUs/hZxH4QPkVk0/s1600-h/IMG_5393.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9szbIUYBI/AAAAAAAAAUs/hZxH4QPkVk0/s400/IMG_5393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345610913423843346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9sd94P8SI/AAAAAAAAAUk/zuy-ZJF6ABs/s1600-h/IMG_5422.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9sd94P8SI/AAAAAAAAAUk/zuy-ZJF6ABs/s400/IMG_5422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345610544794562850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9sMH0t2aI/AAAAAAAAAUc/QGZbhnpYC3Y/s1600-h/IMG_5425.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9sMH0t2aI/AAAAAAAAAUc/QGZbhnpYC3Y/s400/IMG_5425.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345610238226454946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hatchlings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9r3ujhGKI/AAAAAAAAAUU/E_UVmCPAP6A/s1600-h/IMG_5449.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9r3ujhGKI/AAAAAAAAAUU/E_UVmCPAP6A/s400/IMG_5449.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345609887846045858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the zoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9rIcFAUDI/AAAAAAAAAUM/EU-VPnQVsB8/s1600-h/IMG_5458.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9rIcFAUDI/AAAAAAAAAUM/EU-VPnQVsB8/s400/IMG_5458.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345609075432378418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracies' dance recital. Braylee and Brooklyn came too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9qnsfQowI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ttpaOqBnGGY/s1600-h/IMG_5563.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9qnsfQowI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ttpaOqBnGGY/s400/IMG_5563.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345608512901784322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. You love her costume and wish you had one just like it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9qSkpQM4I/AAAAAAAAAT8/wHLGf-R2bKY/s1600-h/IMG_5564.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9qSkpQM4I/AAAAAAAAAT8/wHLGf-R2bKY/s400/IMG_5564.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345608150018962306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Hadlies' birthday she woke up to streamers and confetti everywhere. She was amazed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9puv1pjrI/AAAAAAAAAT0/xZNgILDvnOk/s1600-h/IMG_5322.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9puv1pjrI/AAAAAAAAAT0/xZNgILDvnOk/s400/IMG_5322.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345607534548455090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her birthday loot from us. Her favorite thing was her Madagascar card that played "move it" and had some serious bass. 2 months later and she is still playing with that card. Best birthday present ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9pctB4FGI/AAAAAAAAATs/HPNHbjLEL6A/s1600-h/IMG_5327.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9pctB4FGI/AAAAAAAAATs/HPNHbjLEL6A/s400/IMG_5327.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345607224556786786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some cool new shades!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9pIk0inxI/AAAAAAAAATk/X_2ID7xKu-8/s1600-h/IMG_5315.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9pIk0inxI/AAAAAAAAATk/X_2ID7xKu-8/s400/IMG_5315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345606878755987218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her new bike from Grandpa &amp; Grandma Miller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9o4qZoaoI/AAAAAAAAATc/wLC4jF_F4WA/s1600-h/IMG_5349.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9o4qZoaoI/AAAAAAAAATc/wLC4jF_F4WA/s400/IMG_5349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345606605375826562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9oQJG_U5I/AAAAAAAAATU/mjiJPKt4lqk/s1600-h/IMG_5206.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9oQJG_U5I/AAAAAAAAATU/mjiJPKt4lqk/s400/IMG_5206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345605909244498834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Easter bunny made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9nwpITl5I/AAAAAAAAATM/AlszDZAEFx4/s1600-h/IMG_5183.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9nwpITl5I/AAAAAAAAATM/AlszDZAEFx4/s400/IMG_5183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345605368084141970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cute is that face!?! This is Lucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9iY4Cg1YI/AAAAAAAAATE/OiR6D95RFrc/s1600-h/IMG_5289.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9iY4Cg1YI/AAAAAAAAATE/OiR6D95RFrc/s400/IMG_5289.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345599462211376514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buckles and Lucky. Tyson and Lacey's babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9iC2NybcI/AAAAAAAAAS8/VOD2Kwb9pio/s1600-h/IMG_5263.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9iC2NybcI/AAAAAAAAAS8/VOD2Kwb9pio/s400/IMG_5263.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345599083764673986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not diggin all the attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9hmjV-GzI/AAAAAAAAAS0/k6ULM2TGPUM/s1600-h/IMG_5244.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9hmjV-GzI/AAAAAAAAAS0/k6ULM2TGPUM/s400/IMG_5244.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345598597662382898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracie and Hadlie wakin up on Easter morning with Lexi. We got to babysit her while her family was out of town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9hRyXmMZI/AAAAAAAAASs/wFPYv34x0QM/s1600-h/IMG_5191.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9hRyXmMZI/AAAAAAAAASs/wFPYv34x0QM/s400/IMG_5191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345598240918483346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexi and Denny's first play date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9gbqH1vtI/AAAAAAAAASk/fIaLGnRZ4D8/s1600-h/IMG_5168.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9gbqH1vtI/AAAAAAAAASk/fIaLGnRZ4D8/s400/IMG_5168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345597310991974098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denny~ Carly and Austin's pound puppy. Isn't he adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9f2ZsVK4I/AAAAAAAAASc/YLLleLZQa00/s1600-h/IMG_5174.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9f2ZsVK4I/AAAAAAAAASc/YLLleLZQa00/s400/IMG_5174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345596670926465922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see now why we decided we had to get a dog? Lexi and Denny and Buckles and Lucky..... Too many cute dogs. But we needed one that wouldn't go home. So we got Ollie!(formerly Jasker). We adopted him from the Humane Society in April. He's about 2 years old and he's perfect for us. After some adjustment time it's pretty smooth sailing now. Here are some before and after pics.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were told we couldn't bath him for 10 days because he was just neutered 2 days before we got him. But he stunk so bad nobody wanted to touch him! So we gave him a bath with a strategically placed wash cloth and everything stayed in place just fine. So this is Ollie after his first bath (probably ever). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9UZJpQC4I/AAAAAAAAASU/99OJ7oxR8o4/s1600-h/IMG_5362.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9UZJpQC4I/AAAAAAAAASU/99OJ7oxR8o4/s400/IMG_5362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345584073774467970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Here he is after some at-home trimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9UHM2dgLI/AAAAAAAAASM/VRJfOEOtiRQ/s1600-h/IMG_5501.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9UHM2dgLI/AAAAAAAAASM/VRJfOEOtiRQ/s400/IMG_5501.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345583765397536946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after a professional grooming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9TuT3BDjI/AAAAAAAAASE/AYzRt_rjr5Q/s1600-h/IMG_5572.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9TuT3BDjI/AAAAAAAAASE/AYzRt_rjr5Q/s400/IMG_5572.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345583337782185522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets trampled a lot for being the same color as the hard wood floors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves the kids and the kids love him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9Tby2We4I/AAAAAAAAAR8/Hh-yjgfxwuA/s1600-h/IMG_5578.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9Tby2We4I/AAAAAAAAAR8/Hh-yjgfxwuA/s400/IMG_5578.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345583019683380098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome Home Ollie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9TIZgeBdI/AAAAAAAAAR0/mnw4gv8iM2E/s1600-h/IMG_5582.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9TIZgeBdI/AAAAAAAAAR0/mnw4gv8iM2E/s400/IMG_5582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345582686463198674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-475672775692881632?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/475672775692881632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=475672775692881632' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/475672775692881632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/475672775692881632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-in-business.html' title='Back in business'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Si9t1ZWyCxI/AAAAAAAAAVM/IiMex9E0cCI/s72-c/IMG_5476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-1023931606995963570</id><published>2009-05-02T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:49:41.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He did it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Sf06SRcC6aI/AAAAAAAAARs/S9sugpN206c/s1600-h/twilight1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Sf06SRcC6aI/AAAAAAAAARs/S9sugpN206c/s400/twilight1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331481619469625762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Jayson finally finished Breaking Dawn! It took him a few weeks to read Twilight. It took him about 2 days to read Midnight Sun. It took him about 3 months to read New Moon. He got to about chapter 6 and then it sat on his nightstand forever! But after he picked it back up again he flew through it. He read the rest of NM and Eclipse and Breaking Dawn in a few weeks maybe. Pretty Good for a guy!&lt;br /&gt;Me- "So? What did ya think" &lt;br /&gt;Jayson- "I liked it".&lt;br /&gt;Me- " So you just read over two thousand pages and that's all you have to say?" &lt;br /&gt;Jayson- "Yep"&lt;br /&gt;Me- "OK"&lt;br /&gt;Yeah he liked it alright! I've know him for 15 years and Twilight is the first book I've seen him read. He likes it alot more than he lets on. I've caught him watching the movie all by himself more than once! &lt;br /&gt;Way to go honey. I'm proud of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-1023931606995963570?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/1023931606995963570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=1023931606995963570' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/1023931606995963570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/1023931606995963570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-did-it.html' title='He did it!'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/Sf06SRcC6aI/AAAAAAAAARs/S9sugpN206c/s72-c/twilight1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-8068851898474987754</id><published>2009-04-13T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:51:46.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby is 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SeZGsj-eZkI/AAAAAAAAARk/AFukB8bK3Dc/s1600-h/IMG_8660%5B1%5D.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SeZGsj-eZkI/AAAAAAAAARk/AFukB8bK3Dc/s400/IMG_8660%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325021340797658690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On April 16th at 7:38 pm to be exact, Hadlie will turn 3. It doesn't seem possible! I think I'm in denial. Turning 3 is like going from baby to big girl over night. I always tell her "Never grow up. Just stay how you are." and every once in a while she asks me "Mom, can I grow up today?" LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Hadlie has been so much fun to have around. She is non-stop laughs! There is never a dull moment with her around. When I was pregnant with her and found out that she was a girl, I thought "oh, how fun, another little Gracie." Boy was I wrong! They are like night and day in both looks and personality. Hadlie is incredibly strong willed, loud, rambunctious, moody, wild and crazy. I always joke that she is the boy I'll probably never have. She has a tendency to get in trouble. We are in the process of installing a new toilet right now because she flushed a glove down the toilet one day and the next day she flushed the lid to my hairspray and it is STUCK! Not to mention the "I didn't mean to" incident 2 posts ago. Among other things like coloring on everything, cutting up her clothes, destroying her bedroom every other day and then there's the never ending bedtime routine that usually takes about an hour. We've actually had to put a lock on her door and lock her in her own room. Child Abuse!!! This is all probaly normal kid stuff but it's all new to me. This is my first time experiencing it because Gracie was a little angel and never pulled any of the stuff Hadlie does.&lt;br /&gt;She is my little ball of energy who is the funniest 2 (well 3) year old I have come across.(I know I'm partial though). Hadlie is super smart (and a smart a** too). She is soooo social and loves to talk to strangers and make new friends.(Kinda scary) She is so loveable always giving us hugs and kisses randomly telling us she loves us about 10 times a day. What a girl! I wouldn't trade her for anything. These are all the reasons we love her so much. She's got a personality all her own! &lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HADS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-05.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2810246167503920645&amp;amp;site=widget-05.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2810246167503920645&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-05.slide.com/p1/2810246167503920645/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2810246167503920645&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-05.slide.com/p2/2810246167503920645/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2810246167503920645&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-05.slide.com/p4/2810246167503920645/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1019149792978866168-8068851898474987754?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/8068851898474987754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=8068851898474987754' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/8068851898474987754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/8068851898474987754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-baby-is-3.html' title='My baby is 3!'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SeZGsj-eZkI/AAAAAAAAARk/AFukB8bK3Dc/s72-c/IMG_8660%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-9006015415644921394</id><published>2009-03-21T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T11:19:49.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We met Rachelle Lefevre from Twilight!</title><content type='html'>My friend Lisa (who hasn't read the Twilight series or seen the movie) called me about 9:30 last night to let me know that one of the Twilight actors would be at the Riverton Wal-Mart. (She got insider info from a relative who works there.) So after much begging and pleading for her to come with me, she finally agreed, letting me know that I owed her big-time because she was in her pj's and ready for bed. I got ahold of Brandie right before we left and she agreed to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/ScUm-65ppNI/AAAAAAAAARc/0LK4qTJNh3A/s1600-h/img_0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/ScUm-65ppNI/AAAAAAAAARc/0LK4qTJNh3A/s400/img_0063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315697797585544402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandie &amp; Lisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/ScUmoIfJq8I/AAAAAAAAARU/dFlChzaHDb0/s1600-h/img_0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/ScUmoIfJq8I/AAAAAAAAARU/dFlChzaHDb0/s400/img_0067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315697406095502274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there it was pure madness. This is where we were and the view we had. As you can tell we couldn't see a thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/ScUl-cTaNlI/AAAAAAAAARM/bdRw1qhSMys/s1600-h/img_0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/ScUl-cTaNlI/AAAAAAAAARM/bdRw1qhSMys/s400/img_0079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315696689860458066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also called Lindsay (fellow TM and Twilight freak) on our way there and she came from Bountiful and met us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/ScUluW2mg0I/AAAAAAAAARE/78A-OKTsRqs/s1600-h/IMG_5110.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/ScUluW2mg0I/AAAAAAAAARE/78A-OKTsRqs/s400/IMG_5110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315696413519545154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa, Brandie and I trying to get our picture with Rachelle Lefevre (Victoria) in the background. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/ScUlX7_CklI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/fLXZ4zx4wTo/s1600-h/IMG_5119.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/ScUlX7_CklI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/fLXZ4zx4wTo/s400/IMG_5119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315696028350059090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some major hook-up from Lisa's relative we were able to get a lot closer. He even got us all signed copies of the DVD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/ScUk_US9BJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UnJX_yXQYGk/s1600-h/IMG_5117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/ScUk_US9BJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UnJX_yXQYGk/s400/IMG_5117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315695605379302546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so pretty and even more so in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/ScUku0hJEjI/AAAAAAAAAQs/yMrth3y84sI/s1600-h/IMG_5115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/ScUku0hJEjI/AAAAAAAAAQs/yMrth3y84sI/s400/IMG_5115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315695321970971186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get to go through the line and actually meet her but we were able to sit about 10 -15 feet away from her for about an hour and a half and watch her interact with the fans. It was so fun! She was so nice and never quit smiling the entire time. We all said her cheeks had to be sore from all that smiling! Thanks Lisa for getting us "in". I totally owe you! And thanks Jayson and Brandie for humoring an obsessed fan. That was a blast. And to my super cool mother in law, Khris who came to watch my kids til 1:30 in the morning! Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sam, I didn't forget you! I thought about calling you, but I knew you were home alone with Tayte and wouldn't want to drag him out til the wee hours of the morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-9006015415644921394?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/9006015415644921394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=9006015415644921394' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/9006015415644921394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/9006015415644921394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-friend-lisa-who-hasnt-read-twilight.html' title='We met Rachelle Lefevre from Twilight!'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/ScUm-65ppNI/AAAAAAAAARc/0LK4qTJNh3A/s72-c/img_0063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-5771635689030401657</id><published>2009-03-19T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T14:30:02.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't mean to....</title><content type='html'>So I was working on the laptop upstairs when I lost my internet connection and had to go downstairs to try to fix it. When I went downstairs Hadlie was sitting on the couch getting her daily dose of Dora. I was probably downstairs for about 15 minutes and that motherly sixth sense kicked in that told me something wasn't quite right. So I went upstairs to check on her and she was right where I left her watching Dora. She heard me come up the stairs and turned around and smiled at me and said "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Oh crap. What did she do? She says "come here, I'll show you." She lead me into my bathroom where I could hear the water running in the bathtub before I even got in there, and found this........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/ScK2UB0EMdI/AAAAAAAAAQk/cd636SROrrI/s1600-h/IMG_5089.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/ScK2UB0EMdI/AAAAAAAAAQk/cd636SROrrI/s400/IMG_5089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315010965451059666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had chucked the enire contents of my top drawer(which was all very organized) (oh, and why don't we throw in some slippers too while we're at it)into the tub and was running the water all over everything! I had to immediatly leave and lock myself in my closet and laugh. Then I went out with a straight face and made her go to time-out. Then after time-out she helped me dry everything off and put it all away. Luckily nothing was ruined, but it's not fun to try to put makeup on when all your brushes are wet! Little Stinker!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-5771635689030401657?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/5771635689030401657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=5771635689030401657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/5771635689030401657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/5771635689030401657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-didnt-mean-to.html' title='I didn&apos;t mean to....'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/ScK2UB0EMdI/AAAAAAAAAQk/cd636SROrrI/s72-c/IMG_5089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-5206790350731754541</id><published>2009-02-17T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:26:41.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This &amp; That</title><content type='html'>It's been a slow month for blogging. So I decided to post a little of this and a little of that. Just to give myself something to do. It's either blog or clean, and I'm just not in the mood to clean right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZstzbzKSTI/AAAAAAAAAO0/oREb7XNZ1Sg/s1600-h/IMG_4917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZstzbzKSTI/AAAAAAAAAO0/oREb7XNZ1Sg/s320/IMG_4917.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303883347817810226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before Gracie's birthday we had a surprise "get together".(Because technically she wasn't going to have a party this year) The girls came in their pj's. They ate and played and watched a movie, and went home at 10:00pm. It was my kind of party. No games or prizes. I didn't have to entertain them. And they still had lots of fun. Short and sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZsvizBQZwI/AAAAAAAAAPE/2sgRqLP1w8Y/s1600-h/IMG_4938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZsvizBQZwI/AAAAAAAAAPE/2sgRqLP1w8Y/s320/IMG_4938.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303885261016426242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas Gracie asked for an American Girl doll. But she got an ipod instead. I figured she would forget about the doll after Christmas, but she didn't. I just have a hard time dropping $100+ on a doll. But that was all she wanted. She begged and begged. So She finally got the doll for her birthday. I'll never forget the look on her face when she opened it. It was way worth the money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZsuiHA0VfI/AAAAAAAAAO8/kYjhAIZFCpQ/s1600-h/img_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZsuiHA0VfI/AAAAAAAAAO8/kYjhAIZFCpQ/s320/img_0006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303884149691799026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took her to Red Robin for lunch, and went to see Hotel for Dogs. Which is a really cute movie and she loved it! Overall, I 'm pretty sure she had a great birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZswCTANAQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/8N2eEOB-c3o/s1600-h/IMG_4975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZswCTANAQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/8N2eEOB-c3o/s320/IMG_4975.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303885802177888514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracie &amp; Hadlie enduring the long, boring winter months. Curling up in bed watching  a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZswXkc-UVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/m7fj1or5o20/s1600-h/IMG_4979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZswXkc-UVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/m7fj1or5o20/s320/IMG_4979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303886167639216466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were super proud of this baby snowman they made all by themselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZswy92iWoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/4CG1J05-Zzg/s1600-h/img_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZswy92iWoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/4CG1J05-Zzg/s320/img_0008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303886638313790082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with some old friends for lunch. Jaime Sommer and Angela Rasmussen. I hadn't seen them in over 10 years. It was so good to see them and catch up. We need to do that more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZsyLUdeWvI/AAAAAAAAAP0/gBZMe13DUik/s1600-h/IMG_4994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZsyLUdeWvI/AAAAAAAAAP0/gBZMe13DUik/s320/IMG_4994.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303888156211174130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Valentines we had a candlelight family dinner. I made everyone's favorite dinner. (lasagna) and decorated the table with rose petals and candy hearts, and set candles out everywhere. I made them wait downstairs until everything was ready. When they came upstairs they were all surprised. Gracie thought that was the neatest thing ever. She kept asking "Can we do this every Valentines Day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZsxwDQi1mI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ptnZ26TGuOM/s1600-h/IMG_4993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZsxwDQi1mI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ptnZ26TGuOM/s320/IMG_4993.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303887687737071202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Hadlie came up she said "Is it my birfday?" All she wanted to do was blow out the candles and make a wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZsxL-lYP4I/AAAAAAAAAPk/_2QNbFVYnS4/s1600-h/IMG_4996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZsxL-lYP4I/AAAAAAAAAPk/_2QNbFVYnS4/s320/IMG_4996.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303887068006989698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most fun they had was when dinner was over. They gathered up all the rose petals and threw them everywhere, buried each other, and had rose petal treasure hunts  (where the petals were the treasure, I guess.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZsy2iTruCI/AAAAAAAAAQE/FJPC9_ipyJM/s1600-h/IMG_5023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZsy2iTruCI/AAAAAAAAAQE/FJPC9_ipyJM/s320/IMG_5023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303888898662578210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZsyezTqVhI/AAAAAAAAAP8/2Jg9xXdD1vs/s1600-h/IMG_5018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZsyezTqVhI/AAAAAAAAAP8/2Jg9xXdD1vs/s320/IMG_5018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303888490909029906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZszOksQ2cI/AAAAAAAAAQM/uEmFxeZZIjc/s1600-h/img_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZszOksQ2cI/AAAAAAAAAQM/uEmFxeZZIjc/s320/img_0010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303889311619406274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday since Gracie was out of school, we went and saw Coraline in 3D. So here we are in our goofy 3D glasses. They left big dents in our noses too. But the movie was awesome. I think I liked it better than Gracie. It was kinda spooky for kids her age. She still liked it though. I know it's a thumbs up when she says "Can we buy that one when it comes out on DVD?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's a little of what's been going on the last month. I can't wait til spring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-5206790350731754541?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/5206790350731754541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=5206790350731754541' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/5206790350731754541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/5206790350731754541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-that.html' title='This &amp; That'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SZstzbzKSTI/AAAAAAAAAO0/oREb7XNZ1Sg/s72-c/IMG_4917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-1573763286055817657</id><published>2009-01-22T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T12:59:15.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gracie turns 7!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it! She is 7 years old. (On Jan. 24th) It seems like forever ago that I had her, yet it doesn't seem right that she's 7( going on 17)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh... Where to start? Gracie is such a sweetheart! I'm so lucky to have her as my daughter. And Hadlie is lucky to have her as a sister. She is an awesome big sister and loves that role. Gracie is one of the goofiest kids I've come across, especially around just her mom and dad. Sometimes I wonder if she's really mine?&lt;br /&gt;  She is a perfect mix of a girlie girl and a tomboy. On one hand she loves to dance, dress up, paint her nails, put on make up,and usually throws a fit if I try to dress her in anything except pink or purple. Then on the other hand, she likes soccer, camping, riding 4 wheelers, hunting with her dad. In the summertime she could live in our trailer in Schofield (where she could care less about what she wears or what color it is).&lt;br /&gt;I got a little carried away with the slideshow. I got looking at all her cute baby pictures and couldn't narrow it down to just 10 or 20. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Gracie's favorite song, This Is Me from Camp Rock! Then of course, Love Story by Taylor Swift.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;           HAPPY BIRTHDAY LULU! WE LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-f8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2810246167499886328&amp;amp;site=widget-f8.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2810246167499886328&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f8.slide.com/p1/2810246167499886328/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2810246167499886328&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f8.slide.com/p2/2810246167499886328/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2810246167499886328&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f8.slide.com/p4/2810246167499886328/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1019149792978866168-1573763286055817657?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/1573763286055817657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=1573763286055817657' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/1573763286055817657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/1573763286055817657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2009/01/gracie-turns-7.html' title='Gracie turns 7!'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-3782196097690424808</id><published>2009-01-03T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T01:14:06.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family pictures</title><content type='html'>Now that Christmas is over and all my gifts are given, I'm going to post the rest of our family pitures. Here they are....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8o4MD-QRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/x53h67UOV54/s1600-h/IMG_8790vintagetexture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8o4MD-QRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/x53h67UOV54/s320/IMG_8790vintagetexture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286989433331925266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8oTqgdpjI/AAAAAAAAAN0/5Q1akxs7rTo/s1600-h/IMG_8783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8oTqgdpjI/AAAAAAAAAN0/5Q1akxs7rTo/s320/IMG_8783.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286988805849327154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8n9rO84lI/AAAAAAAAANs/5HQTRBml804/s1600-h/IMG_8769mocha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8n9rO84lI/AAAAAAAAANs/5HQTRBml804/s320/IMG_8769mocha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286988428087190098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8nZhp-BcI/AAAAAAAAANk/sQ3Q32ysvHc/s1600-h/IMG_8786vintagetexture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8nZhp-BcI/AAAAAAAAANk/sQ3Q32ysvHc/s320/IMG_8786vintagetexture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286987807040865730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8mu_8zYgI/AAAAAAAAANc/Wf6NBuT1s1Q/s1600-h/IMG_8764mocha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8mu_8zYgI/AAAAAAAAANc/Wf6NBuT1s1Q/s320/IMG_8764mocha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286987076438548994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8lw-WEkBI/AAAAAAAAANU/wrWPClfq0K4/s1600-h/IMG_8740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8lw-WEkBI/AAAAAAAAANU/wrWPClfq0K4/s320/IMG_8740.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286986010855772178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8klC1u6eI/AAAAAAAAANM/_T2Wf8OP200/s1600-h/hayley+storyboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8klC1u6eI/AAAAAAAAANM/_T2Wf8OP200/s320/hayley+storyboard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286984706392254946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8j68AwQpI/AAAAAAAAANE/NxAQVHI_PNY/s1600-h/IMG_8722vintage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8j68AwQpI/AAAAAAAAANE/NxAQVHI_PNY/s320/IMG_8722vintage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286983983004926610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8iqQEJMNI/AAAAAAAAAM8/unfGgs_fsA8/s1600-h/IMG_8716vintage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8iqQEJMNI/AAAAAAAAAM8/unfGgs_fsA8/s320/IMG_8716vintage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286982596818448594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8h9asYlSI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M-LqefYzQnI/s1600-h/IMG_8705vintage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8h9asYlSI/AAAAAAAAAM0/M-LqefYzQnI/s320/IMG_8705vintage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286981826577470754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8hNMdTiVI/AAAAAAAAAMs/-sO9RlodCqc/s1600-h/IMG_8690+mocha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8hNMdTiVI/AAAAAAAAAMs/-sO9RlodCqc/s320/IMG_8690+mocha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286980998122408274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8gAh68NxI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Lm_qHZr6kFs/s1600-h/IMG_8696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8gAh68NxI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Lm_qHZr6kFs/s320/IMG_8696.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286979681033926418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8fLG15sKI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ioVfgse424U/s1600-h/IMG_8681vintage+texture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8fLG15sKI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ioVfgse424U/s320/IMG_8681vintage+texture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286978763231965346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8eZbQ7PWI/AAAAAAAAAMU/NGOjPJXTCGY/s1600-h/IMG_8678vintagetexture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8eZbQ7PWI/AAAAAAAAAMU/NGOjPJXTCGY/s320/IMG_8678vintagetexture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286977909720563042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8dzIGViZI/AAAAAAAAAMM/adhOceRB0uQ/s1600-h/IMG_8668+vintage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8dzIGViZI/AAAAAAAAAMM/adhOceRB0uQ/s320/IMG_8668+vintage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286977251740846482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooo.. Did we scare you? Whitney "cullenized" us. This is what we would look like as vegetarian vampires. Cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8ddHyX64I/AAAAAAAAAME/Of63dQmXCWI/s1600-h/Haley+and+Jason+Cullen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8ddHyX64I/AAAAAAAAAME/Of63dQmXCWI/s320/Haley+and+Jason+Cullen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286976873699994498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the real one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8c53JM8YI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mPfK5AS3emk/s1600-h/IMG_8666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8c53JM8YI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mPfK5AS3emk/s320/IMG_8666.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286976267936919938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8cj1ihOoI/AAAAAAAAAL0/EgEH4WXyCF0/s1600-h/IMG_8657tighter+crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8cj1ihOoI/AAAAAAAAAL0/EgEH4WXyCF0/s320/IMG_8657tighter+crop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286975889549113986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-3782196097690424808?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/3782196097690424808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=3782196097690424808' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/3782196097690424808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/3782196097690424808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2009/01/family-pictures.html' title='Family pictures'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SV8o4MD-QRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/x53h67UOV54/s72-c/IMG_8790vintagetexture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-3421209297843350657</id><published>2008-12-21T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:38:24.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Season</title><content type='html'>I've got to say a BIG thank you to Whitney who made our Christmas cards (above) and took our family pictures. I'm saving them for Christmas presents, so I'll post them after Christmas to show off what a good job she did. Thanks again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like we do most every year, we went to Schofield to cut down our Christmas trees after Thanksgiving. Here is Hadlie after helping uncle Tyson cut down his tree. (That really is her under all that camo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SU8ks1BijiI/AAAAAAAAALk/5Iqg-EdF31o/s1600-h/IMG_4568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SU8ks1BijiI/AAAAAAAAALk/5Iqg-EdF31o/s320/IMG_4568.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282481240495263266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;                   Hadlie &amp; Aunt Lacey keeping each other warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SU8kIY32gtI/AAAAAAAAALc/aJ7LY2kKlgs/s1600-h/IMG_4569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SU8kIY32gtI/AAAAAAAAALc/aJ7LY2kKlgs/s320/IMG_4569.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282480614463144658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as there are snowflakes in the air, Gracie is begging to go out and play in the snow. Hadlie is no different. Every morning when she wakes up, she looks out the window and if there is even a skiff of snow on the ground she is dressing herself (in dresses, I might add) and putting her boots on to go outside. It never lasts long, but as long as they get their daily dose of outside playtime, we're good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SU8jx6ZWQNI/AAAAAAAAALU/85DOEr026h0/s1600-h/IMG_4575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SU8jx6ZWQNI/AAAAAAAAALU/85DOEr026h0/s320/IMG_4575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282480228325015762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracie making snow angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SU8jW3MIVkI/AAAAAAAAALM/6AWYJG5dGaE/s1600-h/IMG_4579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SU8jW3MIVkI/AAAAAAAAALM/6AWYJG5dGaE/s320/IMG_4579.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282479763607803458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we went to a Christmas party at my moms. We ate way too much yummy food, made gingerbread houses and decorated sugar cookies. We all had lots of fun, especially the girls. Hadlie sat in the same spot for an hour just putting sprinkles on the cookies. Gracie helped Jayson build the gingerbread house, but then his perfectionist side kicked in and she got bored watching him have all the fun. Then we busted out the hula hoops and Gracie kicked all of our butts! She put us all to shame. She's been practicing all day and getting even better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SU8i57mzEhI/AAAAAAAAALE/m7lzcBxW9cU/s1600-h/IMG_4593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SU8i57mzEhI/AAAAAAAAALE/m7lzcBxW9cU/s320/IMG_4593.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282479266577191442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hadlie &amp; Aunt Carly. When I took this pic they both tilted their heads at the same time. It wasn't even planned. So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SU8if7vROYI/AAAAAAAAAK8/kwg-swnPVFU/s1600-h/IMG_4597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SU8if7vROYI/AAAAAAAAAK8/kwg-swnPVFU/s320/IMG_4597.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282478819936123266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, my mom, Kayla and Austin busy frosting cookies so Hadlie would have something to put sprinkles on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SU8iDk_4RXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/jBmqLfycawE/s1600-h/IMG_4603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SU8iDk_4RXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/jBmqLfycawE/s320/IMG_4603.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282478332795438450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Cory helped frost some cookies too. Under the rough exterior, Cory is a just a big teddy bear. Hadlie LOVES her uncle Cory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SU8hiPzKmeI/AAAAAAAAAKs/swKiLx9iR90/s1600-h/IMG_4605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SU8hiPzKmeI/AAAAAAAAAKs/swKiLx9iR90/s320/IMG_4605.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282477760169286114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayson putting the finishing touches on his gingerbread house. Way to go J!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SU8g1b4j3hI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Wg3XIN3jYi8/s1600-h/IMG_4618.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/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SU8g1b4j3hI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Wg3XIN3jYi8/s400/IMG_4618.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282476990319025682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-3421209297843350657?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/3421209297843350657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=3421209297843350657' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/3421209297843350657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/3421209297843350657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2008/12/tis-season.html' title='Tis the Season'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SU8ks1BijiI/AAAAAAAAALk/5Iqg-EdF31o/s72-c/IMG_4568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-4812154730458968880</id><published>2008-12-10T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:13:25.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Twilight before Christmas</title><content type='html'>Check this video out. You might have already seen it, but this is beyond funny!&lt;br /&gt;This is the website:  http://www.take180.com/s/ep5l7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm still trying to figure out how to post a video from the web or a link that actually works, Sorry!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-4812154730458968880?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/4812154730458968880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=4812154730458968880' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/4812154730458968880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/4812154730458968880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight-before-christmas_10.html' title='The Twilight before Christmas'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-2406926237402183276</id><published>2008-11-22T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T22:06:20.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSjxl6W5AFI/AAAAAAAAAJE/QoGkdLACFC8/s1600-h/th_103108_twilight11w_400X400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSjxl6W5AFI/AAAAAAAAAJE/QoGkdLACFC8/s320/th_103108_twilight11w_400X400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271728997459886162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSjB8ywlCHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/lKQaa7-pjwk/s1600-h/mailer_2008_11_22_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSjB8ywlCHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/lKQaa7-pjwk/s320/mailer_2008_11_22_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271676613999003762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't read what that says, It's from Summit and says thanks for making Twilight the #1 movie in America and that they are moving forward with NEW MOON!!&lt;br /&gt;Yay! So hopefully at this time next year we'll be doing the same thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I did this kinda backwards, but oh well. This is the 2nd night we went to see Twilight with all our hubbies. They were all really good sports and even liked it. Wade and Brandie were there too, but sat up above us and i totally forgot to get a pic of them. Sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon &amp; Heidi (I gotta say you look HOT in this pic Heidi, you looked so cute lastnight, not in a gay way though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSij40o1j6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Zl2pCDc6IiQ/s1600-h/img_0472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSij40o1j6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Zl2pCDc6IiQ/s320/img_0472.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271643560435093410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chevy &amp; Amberlie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSijyboWwmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/AH4aCjynRqQ/s1600-h/img_0471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSijyboWwmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/AH4aCjynRqQ/s320/img_0471.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271643450642973282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Jayson (BTW, He finished Twilight and is now in the middle of Midnight Sun) What a guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSijrcy-lPI/AAAAAAAAAIk/CWHEfW7lgOA/s1600-h/img_0469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSijrcy-lPI/AAAAAAAAAIk/CWHEfW7lgOA/s320/img_0469.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271643330696877298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carly &amp; Austin before the movie at Ruby River, such a cute couple! I love youguys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSijhmGac_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/o7Ovj35FInc/s1600-h/img_0467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSijhmGac_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/o7Ovj35FInc/s320/img_0467.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271643161395622898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The midnight showing&lt;br /&gt;Krista, Jessica, Ashley, me, Whitney. Right when they took this pic someone said " Haley, the line is moving"  so I turned my head, and then the chaos started. Everyone was running, trying to get seats. Luckily we all ended up together, but when we first got in there, some of us were down on the front row. It was crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSijYZNMxfI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Aat_PmnZfMo/s1600-h/img_0456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSijYZNMxfI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Aat_PmnZfMo/s320/img_0456.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271643003315602930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Sam:&lt;br /&gt;Sam, I'm so glad you came with us! It was fun to hang out with you outside of "work".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSijR0_1QOI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ODFvbTaZXPM/s1600-h/img_0464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSijR0_1QOI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ODFvbTaZXPM/s320/img_0464.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271642890516644066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the theater waiting for the movie to start....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSijGRSs19I/AAAAAAAAAIE/OSUsycVTXBk/s1600-h/img_0462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSijGRSs19I/AAAAAAAAAIE/OSUsycVTXBk/s320/img_0462.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271642691953547218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSihkhjoeSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qt__FDEXLAA/s1600-h/img_0453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSihkhjoeSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qt__FDEXLAA/s320/img_0453.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271641012692351266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting in line, all of us in red, black and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSigQkq7GvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6lSQ_BAo6Bc/s1600-h/img_0451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSigQkq7GvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6lSQ_BAo6Bc/s320/img_0451.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271639570419227378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside of Red Robin where we ate we posed by this big sign, and a group of guys walked by us yelling "Yeah, Edward". We all know we are nerds, and freely admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went again on Saturday afternoon and took Gracie, but I forgot to get any pics. She has been so curious to see what all this Twilight stuff is about. She asked me to read it to her, but I didn't think it would hold her attention very well, so I told her I would take her to the movie when it came out. She sat there the whole 2 hours and didn't make a peep. She said she liked it, but I could tell she was a little bored. We went with my mom, my mom in law, sis in law Lacey, and Carly again. We saw it at Spanish 8 because Cinemark was sold out of every showtime, and it sucked! The picture was bad, the sound was bad. It made the movie bad. I won't go there again.&lt;br /&gt;After 3 times, I love it! I didn't at first, but it's grown on me for sure. Kinda like Breaking Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants to go again, I'm game. I don't know how many more times I'll go between now and when the DVD comes out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-2406926237402183276?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/2406926237402183276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=2406926237402183276' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/2406926237402183276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/2406926237402183276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2008/11/like-you-didnt-already-know.html' title='Twilight Time'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSjxl6W5AFI/AAAAAAAAAJE/QoGkdLACFC8/s72-c/th_103108_twilight11w_400X400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-9048402166689179415</id><published>2008-11-16T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:52:01.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged Again..... thanks Brandie</title><content type='html'>Upload the 4th picture from your 4th album or file and tell about it. Then tag 4 people to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSD24flU2QI/AAAAAAAAAHs/CcXt9WCJ2tY/s1600-h/IMG_1104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSD24flU2QI/AAAAAAAAAHs/CcXt9WCJ2tY/s320/IMG_1104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269483014434642178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Gracie at Little Kickers soccer training about 2 years ago. Very exciting, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Allison, Amberlie, Carly, Lindsay M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-9048402166689179415?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/9048402166689179415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=9048402166689179415' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/9048402166689179415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/9048402166689179415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-again-thanks-brandie.html' title='Tagged Again..... thanks Brandie'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SSD24flU2QI/AAAAAAAAAHs/CcXt9WCJ2tY/s72-c/IMG_1104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-8165498244475298857</id><published>2008-11-10T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:22:12.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Husband Tag</title><content type='html'>A friend tagged me for this. I thought it was a really good idea since we don't usually talk too much about our hubbies. So here it goes.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SRiLBMxWFRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/BLODcEfG8cM/s1600-h/IMG_4265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SRiLBMxWFRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/BLODcEfG8cM/s320/IMG_4265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267112616934118674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my cute hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full name: Jayson J. Miller&lt;br /&gt;How long we've been married: 9 1/2 years, but we've been together for almost 14 years. Wow, I'm getting old!&lt;br /&gt;How long did we date: 4 1/2 years&lt;br /&gt;Who eats the sweets: Jayson, for sure! He's a candy freak. I can't take him grocery shopping, we would spend all our money on the candy isle.&lt;br /&gt;Who said I love you first: I did. He was too chicken.&lt;br /&gt;Who is taller: Jayson, by a few inches&lt;br /&gt;Who sings better: Jayson. I couldn't carry a tune to save my life!&lt;br /&gt;Who is smarter: I don't know. That's a hard one. I'm mostly book smart, but he's better at the common sense stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Who does the laundry: I do, because Jayson hangs the girls nightgowns on hangers.&lt;br /&gt;Who pays the bills: We both earn the money, (he earns most of it) but I pay the bills.&lt;br /&gt;Who sleeps on the right side of the bed: Jayson&lt;br /&gt;Who mows the lawn: Mostly Jayson, he doesn't like how I do it.&lt;br /&gt;Who cooks dinner: Nobody! Do scrambled eggs and grilled cheese sandwiches count as dinner? &lt;br /&gt;Who drives: Me, if we want to stay alive! Jayson falls asleep driving! He'll say he doesn't, but he SO does.&lt;br /&gt;Who admits they are wrong: We both do, probably him more than me though.&lt;br /&gt;Who asked who out first: He asked me out.&lt;br /&gt;Who wears the pants: It's pretty even. I'd say more me than him. He's so easygoing.&lt;br /&gt;What does he do that surprises you: He's reading Twilight right now cause i asked him to, and he likes it! That surprises me. He's not afraid to try new things.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite feature on him: It's hard to pick just one. I like his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite quality he has: He's very humble. He doesn't like to be the center of attention or talk about himself. I find that very attractive!&lt;br /&gt;Does he have a nickname for you: Babe or Honey are the usual.&lt;br /&gt;His favorite food: He always wants pizza!&lt;br /&gt;His favorite sport: Hunting. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;Our favorite thing to do as a couple: Umm... That's kinda private! Just kiddin. We like to hang out as a family. Get cozy in the Lovesac and watch funny movies, we play online poker together alot. That's fun.&lt;br /&gt;Does he have any hidden talents: He's quite the artist, and he's Mr. Handyman. He can fix, rig, or build just about anything. For my birthday 3 years ago he built me a bed and 2 matching night stands. He built the computer desk that I'm sitting at right now, and lots of little things like, flower boxes, picutre frames, the shutters on our house. He's nice to have around!&lt;br /&gt;What do you admire most about him: Just that he is a genuinley, all around good guy. It would be too hard to pick just one thing. I couldn't ask for a better husband or dad for our kids.&lt;br /&gt;His favorite color: I'm guessing green? Brown? Grey? I actually have no idea. Sorry Hon!&lt;br /&gt;How did he propose: On Christmas Eve at his grandmas house in front of his whole family. I sat on Santas lap (which was Jaysons grandpa) and he gave me a present. I didn't think anything of it cause everyone got something from Santa. But when I unwrapped it, it was my ring. He didn't actually get down on one knee and ask me to marry him until later that night when we were alone. Like I said... He hates to be the center of attention.&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love ya J!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag everyone who reads this who hasn't been husband tagged yet! Even you Carly, he'll be your husband soon enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-8165498244475298857?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/8165498244475298857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=8165498244475298857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/8165498244475298857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/8165498244475298857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2008/11/husband-tag_10.html' title='Husband Tag'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SRiLBMxWFRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/BLODcEfG8cM/s72-c/IMG_4265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-5611182581878684482</id><published>2008-11-01T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T14:46:26.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Fairies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-82.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2810246167495039106&amp;amp;site=widget-82.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2810246167495039106&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-82.slide.com/p1/2810246167495039106/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SQPTiar8dkI/AAAAAAAAAHI/MsV_rPQT960/s320/the+hunger+games.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261281377931523650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for something good to read? Nothing compares to Twilight, but this one comes close in my opinion (in a different way though). Stephenie Meyer recommended it on her website, so I thought I'd try it. I couldn't put it down. It's not a love story, but there is a little romance in it. It's like a bad car accident you can't look away from. I hated what I was seeing in the story but I couldn't stop reading. Different, but good. If you read it, let me know if you liked it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-7839742828202727193?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/7839742828202727193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=7839742828202727193' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/7839742828202727193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/7839742828202727193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='Here&apos;s a good one....'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SQPTiar8dkI/AAAAAAAAAHI/MsV_rPQT960/s72-c/the+hunger+games.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-6101503930709674654</id><published>2008-10-18T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:16:30.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SPrLcwm8BPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/I2gaSe3eCK0/s1600-h/IMG_4407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258739209853469938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SPrLcwm8BPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/I2gaSe3eCK0/s320/IMG_4407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went and picked out pumpkins yesterday, and we sat the kids on this hay bale for a photo op. Hadlie is so funny. She either cheeses really big or poses. She decided to make a fist under her chin to pose, without being told. It was all her idea. She's actually very photogenic when she's not trying too hard, but she always has to be doing something nerdy. I love ya Hads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SPrK8IID3-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/qwMKaGabMZU/s1600-h/IMG_4405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258738649230729186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SPrK8IID3-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/qwMKaGabMZU/s320/IMG_4405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this mischevious looking smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SPrKdr6CmcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/QoAOKPscoqo/s1600-h/IMG_4393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258738126259657154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SPrKdr6CmcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/QoAOKPscoqo/s320/IMG_4393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gracie took alot of pride in choosing her own pumpkin. I think we looked at almost everyone in the field. But she had more fun going through the falling apart hay bale maze or whatever it was supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-6101503930709674654?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/6101503930709674654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=6101503930709674654' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/6101503930709674654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/6101503930709674654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkins.html' title='Pumpkins'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SPrLcwm8BPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/I2gaSe3eCK0/s72-c/IMG_4407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-8192399163261566280</id><published>2008-10-18T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T14:32:53.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>8 Things..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;8 TV shows I watch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost&lt;br /&gt;Greys Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;ER&lt;br /&gt;Private Practice&lt;br /&gt;John &amp;amp; Kate plus 8&lt;br /&gt;Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;Dawson's Creek reruns @ 2am when I'm at work&lt;br /&gt;Seasame Street with Hadlie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;8 things that happened yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of laundry&lt;br /&gt;cussed out my boss for shorting my paycheck&lt;br /&gt;went shopping and bought skinny(er) jeans&lt;br /&gt;rode on the elevator at the mall with Hadlie over and over and over&lt;br /&gt;almost had a nervous breakdown because Hadlie wouldn't take a nap&lt;br /&gt;went and got a diet coke and drove around to get Hadlie to sleep&lt;br /&gt;waited in line at Little Acorn for our dinner for 30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;took 2nd place in our poker game . Thanks for taking my money Brandon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;8 places I like to eat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bajios&lt;br /&gt;La Casita&lt;br /&gt;Cafe Rio&lt;br /&gt;Taco Bell&lt;br /&gt;La Dolce Vida&lt;br /&gt;Papa Murphy's&lt;br /&gt;PF Changs&lt;br /&gt;Prestwich Farms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;8 things I'm looking forward to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween, to see my girls all dressed up in their costumes&lt;br /&gt;The Twilight Movie&lt;br /&gt;Midnight Sun being finished someday&lt;br /&gt;The Holidays&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully going to Hawaii for our 10th anniversary&lt;br /&gt;Carly and Austin getting married&lt;br /&gt;Going back to school (someday)&lt;br /&gt;Neices and nephews (someday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;8 things on my wishlist&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttloads of money would take care of most of my wishes!!&lt;br /&gt;A happy, healthy family&lt;br /&gt;ummmmmmm.... world peace, what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;8 people I tag  (sorry guys, your my only blogging friends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Carly&lt;/div&gt;Whitney&lt;br /&gt;Samantha&lt;br /&gt;Ange&lt;br /&gt;Jaimie&lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;br /&gt;Jessica&lt;br /&gt;Krista&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-8192399163261566280?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/8192399163261566280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=8192399163261566280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/8192399163261566280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/8192399163261566280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-8687669035242408951</id><published>2008-10-05T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T14:42:49.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giddyup Horsie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOkyV_hVZnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/P30URzvo5eg/s1600-h/dsci0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253785793714284146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOkyV_hVZnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/P30URzvo5eg/s320/dsci0224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last weekend my mom and Kent took the girls horseback riding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looks like they had a fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOkyEgdo44I/AAAAAAAAAGY/7vpszaMao1U/s1600-h/dsci0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253785493319508866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOkyEgdo44I/AAAAAAAAAGY/7vpszaMao1U/s320/dsci0218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you like Gracies "cowgirl" hat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOkxxKb2XfI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/S0SnRRGU6do/s1600-h/dsci0225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253785160988909042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOkxxKb2XfI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/S0SnRRGU6do/s320/dsci0225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gracie riding Half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253784566427121090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOkxOjhRdcI/AAAAAAAAAGI/_cvgfXpisBA/s320/dsci0229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Haddie on Half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Don't look at me, I didn't name the horse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-8687669035242408951?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/8687669035242408951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=8687669035242408951' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/8687669035242408951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/8687669035242408951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2008/10/giddyup.html' title='Giddyup Horsie!'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOkyV_hVZnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/P30URzvo5eg/s72-c/dsci0224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-1443361333827013224</id><published>2008-10-02T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T15:40:17.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Forks Pics!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOVJyvoMP4I/AAAAAAAAAGA/rKKvwWFk9KA/s1600-h/img_0286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252685676524879746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOVJyvoMP4I/AAAAAAAAAGA/rKKvwWFk9KA/s200/img_0286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bellas truck with Charlie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOVJaRDVtBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/9T6_g6RqYPM/s1600-h/img_0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252685256000386066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOVJaRDVtBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/9T6_g6RqYPM/s200/img_0276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Cafeteria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOVICw7cvCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/3WlGBp1B1mQ/s1600-h/img_0271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252683752728738850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOVICw7cvCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/3WlGBp1B1mQ/s200/img_0271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Forks High School (not a great pic, but it's the only one i got) They were giving tours on this day because it was Stephenie Meyer day in Forks (Sept. 13th, Bella's Birthday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252682670241035730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOVHDwWRNdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/tA2_xxkhfOE/s200/img_0316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On our last night in Forks, went to La Push where the real Quiliuete tribe did a tribal wolf dance for us, the we went down to first beach for a bonfire and storytelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252682107982756546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOVGjBxcusI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KRQyofsgxiw/s200/img_0308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252681155476376210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOVFrlaOypI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ToSpiV2kFAQ/s200/IMG_4204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Stupid shiny volvo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252679038486995890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOVDwXAoY7I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/48F-XRv-3pc/s200/img_0310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Brandie and the poor local boy that everyone was lining up to take pictures with because they all thought he was a Jacob look a like. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(He was even wearing a leather jacket and holding his motorcycle helmet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252677453987966722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOVCUISn7wI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Tp9f736gz3g/s200/img_0250.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We got up at 5 am to hike down to the beach during low tide and see the tidepools.There were starfish and anemones everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252676683113800194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOVBnQj5ogI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HApPxukYgo4/s200/img_0252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252676053972234882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOVBCo03MoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/INM2mtzBtvk/s200/IMG_4186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;First Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way into La Push&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252672982297802594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOU-P18m92I/AAAAAAAAAEw/5OeRuLK8qH8/s200/img_0240.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252671602527418930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOU8_h5tujI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xsCsIZ0dm9s/s200/img_0216.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Everywhere we drove, this is what it looked like.&lt;br /&gt;Even though we were still in town, it felt like we were up the canyon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252670963250332738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOU8aUaLhEI/AAAAAAAAAEg/X7DXug5mCLo/s200/img_0197.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The pier in Port Angeles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252670256720868738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOU7xMYbdYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Wvesc0K6bE4/s200/img_0205.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The famous mushroom ravioli.......... MMMmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-1443361333827013224?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/1443361333827013224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=1443361333827013224' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/1443361333827013224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/1443361333827013224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-forks-pics.html' title='More Forks Pics!!'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SOVJyvoMP4I/AAAAAAAAAGA/rKKvwWFk9KA/s72-c/img_0286.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-5572578990934601948</id><published>2008-09-27T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T15:00:56.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 3 musketeers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SN6shLbY36I/AAAAAAAAADQ/oXaLYl_XAXs/s1600-h/IMG_4343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250823901563903906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SN6shLbY36I/AAAAAAAAADQ/oXaLYl_XAXs/s320/IMG_4343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These guys are like peas in a pod. I'm so glad they have each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SN6sAHsVpNI/AAAAAAAAADI/-MKUa8L28bU/s1600-h/IMG_4340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250823333625570514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SN6sAHsVpNI/AAAAAAAAADI/-MKUa8L28bU/s320/IMG_4340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Braylee, Gracie &amp;amp; Brooklyn havin' lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-5572578990934601948?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/5572578990934601948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=5572578990934601948' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/5572578990934601948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/5572578990934601948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2008/09/3-musketeers.html' title='The 3 musketeers'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SN6shLbY36I/AAAAAAAAADQ/oXaLYl_XAXs/s72-c/IMG_4343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-7652907281629672739</id><published>2008-09-24T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T14:50:31.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Bee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249687855647135714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNqjSmmHl-I/AAAAAAAAACE/o_eLDelL4vM/s320/IMG_4056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNqiFKBphdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/1KXxJ0Sdexg/s1600-h/IMG_4053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249686525128050130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNqiFKBphdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/1KXxJ0Sdexg/s320/IMG_4053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;How sad is this? Hadlie got stung by a bee this summer, not once, but twice. Right between the eyes. She only cried for a minute, but then was wierded out by the mud we put on her. She kept going cross eyed trying to look at it. She was all swollen and puffy for a few days and every time someone asked her what happened all she would say was "damn bee!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-7652907281629672739?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/7652907281629672739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=7652907281629672739' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/7652907281629672739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/7652907281629672739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2008/09/damn-bee.html' title='Damn Bee!'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNqjSmmHl-I/AAAAAAAAACE/o_eLDelL4vM/s72-c/IMG_4056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-6846550418604346283</id><published>2008-09-22T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:55:01.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Trip to Forks, WA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNggJBj8MLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8HPzz3fS_zw/s1600-h/IMG_4170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248980705110405298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNggJBj8MLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8HPzz3fS_zw/s320/IMG_4170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was on our hike through the Hoh rainforest. It is so gorgeous there! Everything is covered in moss. I'm trying to convince Jayson that we need to move there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNgfhwU9YuI/AAAAAAAAABs/Yxuu8RsrKzU/s1600-h/img_0230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248980030469268194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNgfhwU9YuI/AAAAAAAAABs/Yxuu8RsrKzU/s320/img_0230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNgdrA9Z_FI/AAAAAAAAABk/SIQYqdbZoBo/s1600-h/img_0200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248977990529449042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNgdrA9Z_FI/AAAAAAAAABk/SIQYqdbZoBo/s320/img_0200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's me &amp;amp; Brandie where we ate at Bella Italia and had mushroom ravioli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNgcA3wefBI/AAAAAAAAABc/70KS9bk9N6w/s1600-h/img_0236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248976166993165330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNgcA3wefBI/AAAAAAAAABc/70KS9bk9N6w/s200/img_0236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am a Twilight nerd! (There, I said it) I'm probably a little crazier than your average Twilight fan, but not as insane as some other people I've met. So when the TwilightMoms planned a trip to Forks I was so excited. My friend Brandie &amp;amp; I went together along with 200 other crazy women. I haven't had that much fun and laughed so hard in a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-6846550418604346283?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/6846550418604346283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=6846550418604346283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/6846550418604346283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/6846550418604346283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-trip-to-forks-wa.html' title='My Trip to Forks, WA'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNggJBj8MLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8HPzz3fS_zw/s72-c/IMG_4170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-6990821020901059737</id><published>2008-09-22T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:01:29.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack Johnson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNgWaCbtYjI/AAAAAAAAABE/2t4UIp7vhlU/s1600-h/img_0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248970002285814322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNgWaCbtYjI/AAAAAAAAABE/2t4UIp7vhlU/s320/img_0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNgVyP5X4VI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9bL5T34tI-w/s1600-h/img_0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248969318705127762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNgVyP5X4VI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9bL5T34tI-w/s320/img_0099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jack Johnson was awesome this year. We've been every time, but this was the best one yet.&lt;br /&gt;That is my cute sister Carly and her fiance, Austin ( yes, she's engaged! FINALLY)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019149792978866168-6990821020901059737?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/6990821020901059737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=6990821020901059737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/6990821020901059737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/6990821020901059737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2008/09/jack-johnson-was-awesome-this-year.html' title='Jack Johnson'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNgWaCbtYjI/AAAAAAAAABE/2t4UIp7vhlU/s72-c/img_0087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-7157824514015717916</id><published>2008-09-22T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T14:00:14.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gracies first day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNgTZGoAwxI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2dLFsyZOpA0/s1600-h/img_0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248966687696405266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNgTZGoAwxI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2dLFsyZOpA0/s320/img_0142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gracie's first day of 1st grade. I didn't lose it this time like I did when I sent her to kindergarten. She loves school this year so far, but Hadlie and I get really lonely all day without her around!&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/1019149792978866168-7157824514015717916?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/7157824514015717916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=7157824514015717916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/7157824514015717916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/7157824514015717916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2008/09/gracies-first-day-of-1st-grade.html' title='Gracies first day of school'/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNgTZGoAwxI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2dLFsyZOpA0/s72-c/img_0142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019149792978866168.post-6584048833493677785</id><published>2008-09-22T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T14:08:14.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNqrvbrpr0I/AAAAAAAAACU/jN53hpzLDrg/s1600-h/IMG_4135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249697147026779970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNqrvbrpr0I/AAAAAAAAACU/jN53hpzLDrg/s320/IMG_4135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNqrGN4A8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/_qpL-N4yGrg/s1600-h/IMG_4130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249696438945902674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNqrGN4A8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/_qpL-N4yGrg/s320/IMG_4130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNgRUuE9cxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/cwo_pt0Y-pI/s1600-h/IMG_4154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248964413364204306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNgRUuE9cxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/cwo_pt0Y-pI/s400/IMG_4154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our attempt at family pictures a few weeks ago. Hadlie's eyes were closed in almost every one. That's just how she smiles!&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/1019149792978866168-6584048833493677785?l=jayson-haley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/feeds/6584048833493677785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1019149792978866168&amp;postID=6584048833493677785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/6584048833493677785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1019149792978866168/posts/default/6584048833493677785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jayson-haley.blogspot.com/2008/09/hubghugu.html' title=''/><author><name>haley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02456281145279850315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNxNjpXz_PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-gaS8S_7UvQ/S220/IMG_3808.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB2hVVG1aN8/SNqrvbrpr0I/AAAAAAAAACU/jN53hpzLDrg/s72-c/IMG_4135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
