<?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-31667641</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:56:06.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>J-Bone's Space</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-161899208314906363</id><published>2009-03-23T18:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T18:25:08.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag, You're It.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/ScgZoyrBVAI/AAAAAAAAAPo/hwOGY7QnaFs/s1600-h/100_0414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/ScgZoyrBVAI/AAAAAAAAAPo/hwOGY7QnaFs/s320/100_0414.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316527548698547202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been tagged by &lt;a href="http://super8cat.blogspot.com/2009/03/tag-youre-it.html"&gt;Cat&lt;/a&gt;...Here is what I have to do..Go to the place on your computer where you store all your pictures and open the 4th folder. Open the 4th picture. Post the picture and give an explanation of what it is. Tag 4 people. DO NOT CHEAT!! You cannot edit or crop the picture!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of my sexy husband, Tony, on our trip to Cancun to celebrate our 10th anniversary. We actually went on our 11th anniversary due to Madison being only 6 months old on our 10th. We had an awesome trip and I love this picture of him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tagged:&lt;br /&gt;Cat&lt;br /&gt;Tony&lt;br /&gt;Emily&lt;br /&gt;Michele&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-161899208314906363?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/161899208314906363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=161899208314906363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/161899208314906363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/161899208314906363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/tag-youre-it.html' title='Tag, You&apos;re It.'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/ScgZoyrBVAI/AAAAAAAAAPo/hwOGY7QnaFs/s72-c/100_0414.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-2249646772653602825</id><published>2008-07-28T17:57:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:09.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron's 11th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SI5RCSo0RLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iV1bcNU1sSs/s1600-h/IMG_0633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SI5RCSo0RLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iV1bcNU1sSs/s320/IMG_0633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228205317228348594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe it, but my oldest son, Cameron, is now 11 years old.  Time has really flown by and he's turning into a young man.  It's amazing to think back on all the things that have happened throughout Cameron's life and I'm really proud of who he is becoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Cameron's birthday this year, we had a family celebration on his&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SI5RJ3T_FJI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Bcawt3sNmuU/s1600-h/DSCN0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SI5RJ3T_FJI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Bcawt3sNmuU/s320/DSCN0386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228205447332172946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; actual birthday.  It worked out that my dad was on a business trip the week of his birthday, and was able to fly in the day of Cameron's birthday.  We went to the Mall of America to ride a few rides and have some lunch.  Then, per Cameron's request, we had Papa Murphy's pizza for dinner and a Dairy Cream Chocolate Extreme Blizzard Cake for dessert.  What a yummy combination!!!!  It was a nice day and Cameron was really happy to be able to have his grandpa out to celebrate with him.&lt;img src="file:///Users/Julie/Desktop/IMG_0633.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the following Monday, Cameron's friend, Wes, from California came out to visit for 10 &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SI5RRgV83rI/AAAAAAAAAK4/wq2QWjwbuRE/s1600-h/DSCN0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 184px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SI5RRgV83rI/AAAAAAAAAK4/wq2QWjwbuRE/s320/DSCN0389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228205578605354674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;days (he's actually still here).  They have been having a wonderful time, but that is going to be a different post altogether.  This past Sunday, July 27th, we held Cameron's actual birthday party at Grand Slam in Burnsville.  At Grand Slam the kids could play unlimited lazer tag, miniature&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SI5RZMyx88I/AAAAAAAAALA/shBw_wOqoBk/s1600-h/DSCN0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SI5RZMyx88I/AAAAAAAAALA/shBw_wOqoBk/s320/DSCN0399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228205710796518338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; golf, bumper cars, do the batting cages and play in the arcade.  All the kids had a wonderful time!  We also had pizza, pop and an amazing chocolate cake (that I made!) :-)  I think Cameron had a really awesome birthday.  Happy 11th Birthday, Cameron!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-2249646772653602825?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2249646772653602825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=2249646772653602825' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/2249646772653602825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/2249646772653602825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/camerons-11th-birthday.html' title='Cameron&apos;s 11th Birthday'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SI5RCSo0RLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iV1bcNU1sSs/s72-c/IMG_0633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-3263005248197156451</id><published>2008-07-13T13:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:09.954-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chelsea's first camp experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHpOTtzow8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/iwm_ylIynbA/s1600-h/IMG_0602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHpOTtzow8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/iwm_ylIynbA/s320/IMG_0602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222572818510169026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chelsea just got home after spending 5 days/5 nights at Girl Scout Camp.  She went to Camp Singing Hills in Waterville, MN (about an hour south of where we live).  She had a great time, but was definitely ready to come&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHpOiJ8tM3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/hu7dWzT9QoA/s1600-h/001_0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHpOiJ8tM3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/hu7dWzT9QoA/s320/001_0262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222573066582569842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; home.  I have to admit that I was ready for her to come home, too.  It was hard to have her gone and not be able to talk to her.  I think it would have been much easier for me to have her gone, if I were able to find out how she was doing.  Anyway, she did fine and only experienced a few bouts of homesickness.  I'm very proud of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHpOc0XGzqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/glZV-Zn4wu0/s1600-h/001_0255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHpOc0XGzqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/glZV-Zn4wu0/s320/001_0255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222572974888373922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She went swimming almost everyday, went kayaking, made crafts, tried archery, had campfires and made lots of new friends.  Her camp counselor&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHpOwTKXNtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/GV0tMO_DdCU/s1600-h/IMG_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHpOwTKXNtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/GV0tMO_DdCU/s320/IMG_0607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222573309573936850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; said that she was really quiet at first, but after a day or so, really opened up and had a lot of fun.  Chelsea went with her friend Natalie, who she knows from school and her Brownie troop.  They both had a great time and I'm sure will have many memories for years to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-3263005248197156451?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3263005248197156451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=3263005248197156451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/3263005248197156451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/3263005248197156451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/chelseas-first-camp-experience.html' title='Chelsea&apos;s first camp experience'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHpOTtzow8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/iwm_ylIynbA/s72-c/IMG_0602.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-1372280057447413079</id><published>2008-07-13T13:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:10.262-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Madison's Accident</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHpL3EcYxeI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/LBIH2GWCizA/s1600-h/IMG_0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHpL3EcYxeI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/LBIH2GWCizA/s320/IMG_0397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222570127347205602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I briefly mentioned Madison's black-eye in my last post recap, but I thought I'd write a little bit more about Madison's accident-proneness. As you all know, Madison is my third child, and also the baby in the family.  She also has no fear whatsoever.  So, she gets hurt A LOT!  Her most recent and most traumatic event ended up with my taking her to the ER this past May, the day before Mother's Day to be exact.  I was sitting at the computer and she came running around the corner and fell into the wall, hitting the wood baseboard right above her left eye on her forehead.  I didn't see her fall, but I heard it.  She screamed for a good 10-15 minutes and Tony &amp;amp; I watched it swell right before our eyes.  It was huge!  We both decided that it necessitated a trip to the ER since it was so close to her eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I picked her up and got her ready to go (she was still pretty upset).  We got to the ER and she finally calmed down a little bit.  They were able to get us in pretty quickly and she was seen by the doctor.  The doctor wanted her to try eating and drinking a little to m&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHpL_pn5YnI/AAAAAAAAAKA/tqukrWmOFK0/s1600-h/IMG_0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHpL_pn5YnI/AAAAAAAAAKA/tqukrWmOFK0/s320/IMG_0410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222570274766545522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ake sure she could keep it down and after about 20 minutes, decided that she would be fine, not CAT scan would be needed.  So, we left the hospital and as were walking out, she's skipping down the hall.  That's when I was sure that she was absolutely fine! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within a few days, she had a black eye and then it got all discolored.  The first picture was taken after 2 days and the other picture was taken a couple of days later.  She actually still has a mark where she hit, but it's not too noticeable.  Hopefully we won't have to make any more trips to the hospital any time soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-1372280057447413079?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1372280057447413079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=1372280057447413079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/1372280057447413079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/1372280057447413079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/madisons-accident.html' title='Madison&apos;s Accident'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHpL3EcYxeI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/LBIH2GWCizA/s72-c/IMG_0397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-8323834682410969342</id><published>2008-07-08T13:59:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:12.698-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been 4 Months - YIKES!</title><content type='html'>Okay, okay, I know that it's been four months and I've written nothing.  I'm going to try to get better.  I was just trying to follow in my husband's footsteps.  :-)  Anyway, there's been a lot that has happened, so I'll try to give some snapshots of what has happened during that time period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHO7w2SGuGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jsLkVWbfEoU/s1600-h/IMG_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHO7w2SGuGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jsLkVWbfEoU/s320/IMG_0231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220722840932104290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got more snow on the first day of Spring (March 21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHO8OzV9ELI/AAAAAAAAAIY/2pQ9HKs-rig/s1600-h/IMG_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHO8OzV9ELI/AAAAAAAAAIY/2pQ9HKs-rig/s320/IMG_0242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220723355539017906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Minnesota Zoo during a break from school and their was still snow on the ground - YIKES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHO8d6K5CHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/IpLXqslBDvA/s1600-h/IMG_0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHO8d6K5CHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/IpLXqslBDvA/s320/IMG_0252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220723615069702258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a preschool field trip, we went to the Minnesota Zoo again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHO9UJUSMXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Ox5VUfa-hyw/s1600-h/IMG_0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 145px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHO9UJUSMXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Ox5VUfa-hyw/s320/IMG_0367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220724546848567666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHO9IefclOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/150nSJn_0h4/s1600-h/IMG_0366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHO9IefclOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/150nSJn_0h4/s320/IMG_0366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220724346374100194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chelsea and Madison both learned how to ride bikes, one with training wheels, the other without training wheels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHO-Gbyl52I/AAAAAAAAAI4/xmkaByGlKfs/s1600-h/IMG_0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHO-Gbyl52I/AAAAAAAAAI4/xmkaByGlKfs/s320/IMG_0386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220725410800985954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on a 3 mile hike and picnic as a family for Mother's Day - it was a beautiful day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHO-lcrTJMI/AAAAAAAAAJA/PSKmlVmo5e8/s1600-h/IMG_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHO-lcrTJMI/AAAAAAAAAJA/PSKmlVmo5e8/s320/IMG_0406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220725943614776514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chelsea finished her first year of Brownies and earned lots of "Try-its."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHO-_INaSLI/AAAAAAAAAJI/-8679IIC2JM/s1600-h/IMG_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHO-_INaSLI/AAAAAAAAAJI/-8679IIC2JM/s320/IMG_0418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220726384797305010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Madison "graduated" from her first year of preschool and we had a carnival celebration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHO_dkaMYPI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9QO7q4RV4wI/s1600-h/IMG_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHO_dkaMYPI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9QO7q4RV4wI/s320/IMG_0504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220726907763187954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate the end of the school year (and summer!), we went to Wisconsin Dells for five days  - we all had a blast!  I can't believe I have a preschooler, a second grader and a sixth grader - where has the time gone?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHPAHBCHXUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/sa82Z6DX8B8/s1600-h/IMG_0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 137px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHPAHBCHXUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/sa82Z6DX8B8/s320/IMG_0561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220727619821460802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to see the Star Wars exhibit at the Minnesota Science Museum in St Paul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHPApXIkEAI/AAAAAAAAAJg/b-IlhF4Ft3c/s1600-h/IMG_0601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 146px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHPApXIkEAI/AAAAAAAAAJg/b-IlhF4Ft3c/s320/IMG_0601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220728209869639682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea went to girl scout camp for 5 days/5 nights with her friend, Natalie and her friend's sister, Olivia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's about it - your caught up.  There were more things that we did.  Such as: several boy scout camp-outs for Cameron; Cameron received his first rank advancement as a boy scout (Tenderfoot); My sister, Michele, came out for a visit :-); Madison got her first black eye :-(; and many, many other fun things.  I'll try to be more up to date - I promise!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-8323834682410969342?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8323834682410969342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=8323834682410969342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/8323834682410969342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/8323834682410969342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-been-4-months-yikes.html' title='It&apos;s been 4 Months - YIKES!'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/SHO7w2SGuGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jsLkVWbfEoU/s72-c/IMG_0231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-4322839923087992053</id><published>2008-03-11T19:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:12.995-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Only in Minnesota</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R9coTm1_U4I/AAAAAAAAAHo/sS7pu6IJsIA/s1600-h/IMG_0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R9coTm1_U4I/AAAAAAAAAHo/sS7pu6IJsIA/s320/IMG_0205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176650613995295618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't resist snapping this picture of Madison playing in the snow in a short-sleeved dress!  Only in Minnesota do people jump for joy at the first 50 degree day since October of last year.  Madison couldn't wait to get outside and play and even I have to admit that it felt great out there!  The sun was bright, the sky was blue and it felt downright warm out there.  Only in Minnesota!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-4322839923087992053?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4322839923087992053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=4322839923087992053' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/4322839923087992053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/4322839923087992053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/only-in-minnesota.html' title='Only in Minnesota'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R9coTm1_U4I/AAAAAAAAAHo/sS7pu6IJsIA/s72-c/IMG_0205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-325590166296774087</id><published>2008-02-13T11:56:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:14.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th Birthday, Madison!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R7MweiBeu4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/vwl6XAtwmhA/s1600-h/IMG_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R7MweiBeu4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/vwl6XAtwmhA/s320/IMG_0129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166526498611313538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, my baby, Madison turned 4 last Friday.  I still can't believe it.  It feels like just yesterday that she was just a tiny baby in my arms and now she is such a big girl.  It's amazing how fast the&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R7MwpyBeu5I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wAtO83QhFVo/s1600-h/IMG_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R7MwpyBeu5I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wAtO83QhFVo/s320/IMG_0166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166526691884841874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; time goes by.  In a year in a half, she will be a kindergartner and that seems so crazy to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she had a "My Little Pony" birthday party on Saturday.  She had all of her friends from preschool over and had a great time.  All the kids got pony headbands ("manes"), pony tails, and a  hobby horse to take home.  We also made flower wands and got "My Little Pony" &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R7Mw0iBeu6I/AAAAAAAAAHY/AHdTZiSXDkQ/s1600-h/IMG_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 147px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R7Mw0iBeu6I/AAAAAAAAAHY/AHdTZiSXDkQ/s320/IMG_0125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166526876568435618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tattoos.  I made Madison a pink, glittery cake with "My Little Ponies" on top.  It was a great day and I think all the kids had a great time.  I know Madison did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Madison!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-325590166296774087?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/325590166296774087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=325590166296774087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/325590166296774087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/325590166296774087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-4th-birthday-madison.html' title='Happy 4th Birthday, Madison!'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R7MweiBeu4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/vwl6XAtwmhA/s72-c/IMG_0129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-4997740062288138602</id><published>2008-01-03T14:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:16.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R31FH_abnpI/AAAAAAAAAF0/INKuSapYL-Y/s1600-h/IMG_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 147px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R31FH_abnpI/AAAAAAAAAF0/INKuSapYL-Y/s320/IMG_0187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151349552365411986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a whirlwind of Christmas festivities this year.  It started on December 21, when Tony's parents, Don &amp;amp; Julie, his sister, Kelly &amp;amp; her daughter, Carley arrived at our house.  They were&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R31GK_abnuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/F_5BjTHbPeg/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 129px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R31GK_abnuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/F_5BjTHbPeg/s320/IMG_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151350703416647394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; followed by Tony's grandma, Juanita, later that same day.  The next day we housed the family Christmas party at our house where we had 42 people altogether!! It was a lot of fun and craziness!  During this time, Chelsea was down for the count with a horrible case of the stomach flu.  She felt horrible for 2 days, but by Sunday she was pretty much back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R31GBfabntI/AAAAAAAAAGU/q9tJjf4UnnI/s1600-h/IMG_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R31GBfabntI/AAAAAAAAAGU/q9tJjf4UnnI/s320/IMG_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151350540207890130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, we all went to brunch at the Mystic Lake Casino where Don &amp;amp; Julie were staying.  Then, later that afternoon (during a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R31FzvabnsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oKTU8INM7vI/s1600-h/IMG_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R31FzvabnsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oKTU8INM7vI/s320/IMG_0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151350303984688834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; snowstorm), Kelly &amp;amp; Carley left and then Don &amp;amp; Tony went to a Vikings game (during which the Vikings got clobbered!).  The next day, Don &amp;amp; Tony took the kids sledding at a local hill and they had a blast!  That night (Christmas Eve), my dad, Gary, flew in to spend 9 days with us.  We had Christmas Eve dinner at the casino again and came back to our house to open a few presents.  Aft&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R31FofabnrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/nImy5H9ZqN4/s1600-h/IMG_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 145px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R31FofabnrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/nImy5H9ZqN4/s320/IMG_0128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151350110711160498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;er everyone was ready for bed, Chelsea &amp;amp; I set out a plate of cookies &amp;amp; chocolate milk for Santa, along with a note that Chelsea wrote saying, "Dear Santa, Is Rudolph real? Yes or No (along with a checkbox).  Love, Chelsea Cloyd."  It was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas Day, we had breakfast at our house and then&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R31GgvabnwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gVIuHjelED8/s1600-h/IMG_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R31GgvabnwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gVIuHjelED8/s320/IMG_0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151351077078802178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; immediately began to open presents.  The kids were delighted that Santa had made a visit and couldn't wait to see what he brought.  They all seemed extremely happy with &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R31GUvabnvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/iRkbaDT-p_c/s1600-h/IMG_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 139px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R31GUvabnvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/iRkbaDT-p_c/s320/IMG_0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151350870920371954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;their gifts, as was I.  I got an I-Pod Nano complete with an armband and a Nike work-out tracking device (Does this mean I actually have to workout?!)   Anyway, I absolutely love it!  Later on that day, Tony's parents and Grandma left and we had a relaxing, lazy rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad stayed until&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R31NfvabnxI/AAAAAAAAAG0/6b1NuSwHb64/s1600-h/IMG_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R31NfvabnxI/AAAAAAAAAG0/6b1NuSwHb64/s320/IMG_0211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151358756480327442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; January 2nd and we had a wonderful  time, again, during his visit.  We played  ping-pong, played with the new Wii that we got for Christmas, went to the Mill City Museum, played Dominos &amp;amp; Yahtzee and  went sledding a lot thanks to the 10 inches of snow we have on the ground.  Did I mention that we got a white Christmas?! It was my first white Christmas ever and let me tell you it was absolutely gorgeous sitting inside and watching the snow fall on Christmas.  I loved it.  So, we had a great Christmas and New Years and, although I'm sad to see it come to an end, I'm looking forward to a wonderful 2008.  I hope you have one, too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-4997740062288138602?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4997740062288138602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=4997740062288138602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/4997740062288138602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/4997740062288138602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R31FH_abnpI/AAAAAAAAAF0/INKuSapYL-Y/s72-c/IMG_0187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-3958431031740528813</id><published>2007-12-19T07:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:17.067-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R2kcPvabnlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/3HwzZRlO-Pc/s1600-h/DSCN0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R2kcPvabnlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/3HwzZRlO-Pc/s320/DSCN0214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145675105998446162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our good friends, Shenandoah (Doah) &amp;amp; Chrisy Lynd, came out to visit this past weekend. It was so nice to see them and we had a wonderful time showing them around Minnesota. When we get together with them, I feel as though we can just pick up where we left off. It feels like we never left. I love that! We took them to see the Holidazzle parade in downtown Minneapolis. It was a really cold &amp;amp; windy night, yet they both braved it like troopers. (My kids, however, now that was a different story altogether!)  We went down to the Walker Art Center and experienced a Frida Kahlo ex&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R2kcg_abnnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/BaQJeAMZRuE/s1600-h/DSCN0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 161px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R2kcg_abnnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/BaQJeAMZRuE/s320/DSCN0210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145675402351189618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hibit. Her paintings are very unique and it was neat to see such an extensive collection. On Friday night some good friends here in Minnesota watched all 3 of our kids (plus their 4!) overnight so we could go to a B&amp;amp;B in Stillwater. What a great night! We enjoyed a great dinner out, had some good times playing games, but best of all had some wonderful conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we (Tony &amp;amp; I) got to visit our first Harley Davidson store with Doah &amp;amp; Chrisy. They have famil&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R2kcofabnoI/AAAAAAAAAFs/f6XKdV2_vKY/s1600-h/DSCN0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R2kcofabnoI/AAAAAAAAAFs/f6XKdV2_vKY/s320/DSCN0216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145675531200208514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y back in California that really love Harley Davidsons, so we stopped to get some stuff for them. What an experience! It was like a whole Harley Davidson culture! Anyway, we also took them to the Mall of America so that they could really experience what it's like. After a long day, we spent the evening playing dominos and just relaxing. What a great end to a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R2kcYfabnmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JFbBYRhiDpM/s1600-h/DSCN0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R2kcYfabnmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JFbBYRhiDpM/s320/DSCN0224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145675256322301538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that they are gone, I really miss them again. Not that I don't miss them all the time, but now I REALLY miss them! It was so great to laugh and be real with one another. They are great friends and now I really know that distance won't keep our friendship from lasting forever. Thanks, Lynds, for a wonderful weekend!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-3958431031740528813?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3958431031740528813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=3958431031740528813' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/3958431031740528813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/3958431031740528813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2007/12/winter-visit.html' title='Winter Visit'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R2kcPvabnlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/3HwzZRlO-Pc/s72-c/DSCN0214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-5025344602138085250</id><published>2007-12-02T11:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:17.642-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing in the snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R1LsuH0JC6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/T8pm2LNsjCE/s1600-R/100_2381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R1LsuH0JC6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/T94n03SYwxM/s320/100_2381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139430401899039650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cameron, Chelsea, Madison and I went out to play in the snow today.  It was a blast!  I realize that I'm not that old, but after sledding for almost two hours, I'm beat and the kids are ready to go again! I would love to have their energy, but there's no way I can keep up with them.  Anyway, it's fun to be able to go sledding in our backyard. The kids love it and we don't have to trek dirt and snow in the van. It's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R1Lsz30JC7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/skrt06BQdQU/s1600-R/100_2364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R1Lsz30JC7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/POXhJdz4MOo/s320/100_2364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139430500683287474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cameron &amp;amp; Madison kept sledding over and over. They were having a great time. Madison even flipped over Cameron one time when they were stopping and Madison got right back up and wanted to go again. She is definitely having more fun this year than last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R1Ls530JC8I/AAAAAAAAAFM/qXQMKMI1Me4/s1600-R/100_2355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R1Ls530JC8I/AAAAAAAAAFM/sICus21HRQc/s320/100_2355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139430603762502594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chelsea had a fun time this year, too. Last year she didn't want to sled too much, but this year she kept going and going. Her &amp;amp; I went down the hill a lot together. I even managed to break part of the small fence that it's front of the pond. Oops! It was a fun day and I'm looking forward to sledding a lot more this winter. Last winter we weren't able to sled for the first time until January 1st. It looks to be a lot better this year with snow forecasted throughout the upcoming week! Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-5025344602138085250?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5025344602138085250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=5025344602138085250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/5025344602138085250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/5025344602138085250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2007/12/playing-in-snow.html' title='Playing in the snow'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R1LsuH0JC6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/T94n03SYwxM/s72-c/100_2381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-8161203087759873131</id><published>2007-12-02T07:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:17.719-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R1K1Jn0JC5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/W2hTp2TA6Ek/s1600-R/100_2352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R1K1Jn0JC5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/q5RWQAljuqg/s320/100_2352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139369301694286738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got snow! Yeah! Yesterday morning around 8:45 it started to snow and it didn't let up until around 8:00 last night. I think we ended up with a good 6 inches or so. It was so nice to sit inside my house and watch the snow fall. We even went outside and played a little, although it was crazy with the snow still falling and the wind blowing. I was freezing by the time we got back inside. Today will be a day of sledding, snowball fights and maybe even a snowman. It's definitely feeling a lot more like the holidays around here. Now hopefully this snow will stay on the ground and we can just keep adding to it so that I can have my white Christmas after all. I've heard that I'm not the only one who really wants a white Christmas. Tony's mom has already ordered one for when they are here and I'd hate to let her down. Bring on the snow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-8161203087759873131?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8161203087759873131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=8161203087759873131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/8161203087759873131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/8161203087759873131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2007/12/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R1K1Jn0JC5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/q5RWQAljuqg/s72-c/100_2352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-153708260778200568</id><published>2007-11-29T17:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:17.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R09GgXaeIXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dzSvW9z702g/s1600-h/40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R09GgXaeIXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dzSvW9z702g/s320/40.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138403221707825522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really getting excited about Christmas and everything about it.  One thing that I've always wanted is a white Christmas.  Last year (even living in MN), I still had to keep dreaming.  We didn't have any decent snow until New Year's Eve.  Now this year, I REALLY want a white Christmas!  So, with that said, imagine my excitement when I looked at the weather forecast for this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Winter Storm Watch&lt;/h3&gt;    &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Statement as of 2:05 PM CST on November 29, 2007&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Expires 7:00 AM EST on December 02, 2007&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... First winter storm of the season expected on Saturday... &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... Winter Storm Watch in effect from Saturday morning through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; late Saturday night... &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The National Weather Service in Twin Cities/Chanhassen has issued&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a Winter Storm Watch... which is in effect from Saturday morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; through late Saturday night. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A powerful low pressure system will move across the upper Midwest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; this weekend... and likely bring significant wintry weather to much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; of Minnesota and Wisconsin. The snow is expected to begin on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Saturday morning across the area... and become heavy across central&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and south central Minnesota and west central Wisconsin on Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; afternoon and early evening. A period of sleet or freezing rain is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; possible on Saturday afternoon and evening... mainly along and south of a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; New Ulm to Red Wing line.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By Saturday night... snow accumulations exceeding six inches appear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; possible across much of central and south central&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Minnesota and west central Wisconsin... including in the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alexandria... St cloud... Mankato... Twin Cities... and Eau Claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; communities.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Strong winds also appear likely with this storm... which will make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; travel even more dangerous.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Winter Storm Watch means there is a potential for significant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; snow... sleet... or ice accumulations that may impact travel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Continue to monitor the latest forecasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So, now my hopes are more alive than ever.  I just hope that I don't have to go anywhere on Saturday!! :-)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-153708260778200568?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/153708260778200568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=153708260778200568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/153708260778200568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/153708260778200568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-dreaming-of-white-christmas.html' title='I&apos;m Dreaming of a White Christmas.....'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R09GgXaeIXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dzSvW9z702g/s72-c/40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-3323420210529977609</id><published>2007-11-24T22:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:17.984-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R0j77HexmkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/u5TftJUDy-A/s1600-h/WEB-008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R0j77HexmkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/u5TftJUDy-A/s320/WEB-008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136632368055032386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Throughout this past week and through the Thanksgiving weekend, I've really been trying to focus on being truly thankful for all that God has blessed me with.  I know that it seems a little cliche to talk about being thankful at Thanksgiving, but I truly am thankful for so many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, God has blessed me with a magnificent husband.  Tony is one in a million and is so wonderful in so many ways.  He works hard so that I can stay home to raise the kids and he loves and supports me in everything I do.  He truly is a gift from God.  My kids are also at the top of my list.  They light up my life and show me so much about the world around me.  They are constantly inquisitive and make me think about things that I've never or seldom think about.  I treasure everything about them.  They are unique and special in lots of ways, but I love to see their hearts and their love of God and people around them.  I am thankful for my friends, both near and far.  I have been so blessed by such wonderful friends who both love and challenge me to be a better friend, better mom, better wife, better Christian, etc.  I'm thankful for where I live and that I live in a place that so often shows me God's beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also very thankful for all of my extended family.  I've had the great opportunity to have so much of my family come out and visit this past year and we've really had some really wonderful times.  Their have been a lot of terrific conversations and great healing that has come from that.  I am so incredibly grateful for all these experiences and am so happy to have such a remarkable family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my prayer over this Thanksgiving weekend is that I can remember to be thankful for all the blessings in my life not just now, but throughout the days, weeks, months, years to come.  Happy Thanksgiving to you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good; his love endures forever.”  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Psalm 107:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-3323420210529977609?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3323420210529977609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=3323420210529977609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/3323420210529977609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/3323420210529977609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/being-thankful.html' title='Being Thankful'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R0j77HexmkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/u5TftJUDy-A/s72-c/WEB-008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-882621869591064352</id><published>2007-11-12T13:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:18.424-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RzijkqLj16I/AAAAAAAAAEU/gSSDWG3gNzA/s1600-h/DSCN0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RzijkqLj16I/AAAAAAAAAEU/gSSDWG3gNzA/s320/DSCN0163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132031625582073762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year for Halloween, my mom came out to join us.  We spent Halloween day making cupcakes with a couple of Madison's friends.  For dinner we purchased, Jack-o-Lantern shaped pizzas from our favorite pizza place.  Once it started to get dark, we headed out to go trick-or-treating.  We had a fun time, but it was pretty cold out (in the low 40's).  It wasn't as cold as last year, but the wind was pretty strong making it hard to stay out too long.  Madison was miserable and only made it through about 6 houses before I had to take her back home.  As soon as we got home, she was happy and wanted to dive right into her candy.  For only going to those few houses, she still had quite a bit of candy and was happy as a clam.  The other kids, Tony and Dash made it for about 15 minutes longer before they were too cold and came home as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron dressed up as his favorite book character,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RzijvqLj17I/AAAAAAAAAEc/Qji_P44pK5s/s1600-h/DSCN0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RzijvqLj17I/AAAAAAAAAEc/Qji_P44pK5s/s320/DSCN0162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132031814560634802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Harry Potter.  Chelsea was a cowgirl.  Madison had 2 costumes, a princess and Zowie from Rolie Polie Olie (a show on the Disney Channel).  Dash also got into the Halloween spirit and dressed up as Batman.  We had a fun time and after trick-or-treating, came home to watch the best Halloween program of all, "It's The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown."  Another Halloween has come and gone, but the candy still remains.  Oh, what to do with all the candy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/Julie/Pictures/iPhoto%20Library/Modified/2007/Halloween%202007/DSCN0163.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-882621869591064352?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/882621869591064352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=882621869591064352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/882621869591064352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/882621869591064352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween-2007.html' title='Halloween 2007'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RzijkqLj16I/AAAAAAAAAEU/gSSDWG3gNzA/s72-c/DSCN0163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-2134638698467136569</id><published>2007-10-23T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:19.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>American Gothic House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rx5HmeWQCUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/kKORQ0jc16E/s1600-h/american-gothic-large4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rx5HmeWQCUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/kKORQ0jc16E/s320/american-gothic-large4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124612152301193538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;We recently went down to Ottumwa, Iowa to visit Tony's birthplace and to meet some of his family on his Dad's side. It's about a 5 hour drive down there and, thanks to the DVD player in our van, was a relatively pleasant drive. Tony and I borrowed the Harry Potter 6 book on CD and listened to a bit of that on the way there and back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rx5E_eWQCTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-Mcp8gaXhGI/s1600-h/DSCN0148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 171px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rx5E_eWQCTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-Mcp8gaXhGI/s320/DSCN0148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124609283263039794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; We also had a chance to talk and catch up on things. It was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;We were only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; down there for a couple of days and we mainly spent it meeting family and spending time with them. We also got to make a trip over to the "American Gothic" house &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rx5IZuWQCVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iu5N9gWAKIc/s1600-h/DSCN0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rx5IZuWQCVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iu5N9gWAKIc/s320/DSCN0154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124613032769489234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;which &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;is about a half hour from Ottumwa in Eldon, IA. They have a really cool visitor's center there and they even let you put on costumes (as you can see above) to reenact that famous painting. It was pretty fun. All-in-all it was a pretty decent trip. Someone did hit our parked car while we were down there, so that's a bummer having to get that fixed, but at least no one was hurt. One thing I can say about Iowa, if you haven't been there, don't worry about it. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/Julie/Pictures/iPhoto%20Library/Modified/2007/Visiting%20the%20American%20Gothic%20House/DSCN0144.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-2134638698467136569?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2134638698467136569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=2134638698467136569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/2134638698467136569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/2134638698467136569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/american-gothic-house.html' title='American Gothic House'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rx5HmeWQCUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/kKORQ0jc16E/s72-c/american-gothic-large4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-725737872656982078</id><published>2007-10-02T11:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:19.954-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Minnesota</title><content type='html'>This summer we had a lot of family come out to visit.  It was a lot of fun to show everyone around Minnesota.  Everyone seems to come to Minnesota with  so many misconceptions about what it's really like here and it's fun to see a lot of those myths shattered by the time they leave.  Minnesota has a ton of things to do.  You aren't really far from anything.  We can go to downtown Minneapolis or St Paul to see a concert, live theatre and museums (about a half hour from our house).  You can go to a beach (okay, I know they're lake beaches, but still!), go camping (in nature where you feel like you are miles away but only 20 minutes really), you can see tons of historical sites, ride a boat down the Mississippi or visit one of the 10,000+ lakes.  Almost any kind of activity you want to do, you can do here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really had a great time with my family.  Being so far from them makes the time we have together so much more precious to me.  I feel as though I really took for granted living so close to my family and friends and I really look forward to talking to and spending time with them when they come out here, or I go out to visit.  That's one thing I've really learned after moving away: Appreciate and cherish the time with your family and friends.  Treasure it and don't ever take it for granted.  In some ways, I've grown closer to people through learning this.  I spend time talking to my family and friends in ways I never did before.  I don't take things for granted anymore and I spend a lot more time with my family here than I ever did before.  I've slowed down and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some of the highlights of the trip when my mom, stepdad, sister and nephews came out in July.  It was great to spend time with everyone.  It did get a little crazy at times (there were 10 of us under the same roof!), but overall it was a wonderful time.  I truly enjoyed having them here and really look forward to seeing them all again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RwJ_NuWQCPI/AAAAAAAAADc/Q7r0raPMnZE/s1600-h/100_1838.jpg"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RwJ_NuWQCPI/AAAAAAAAADc/Q7r0raPMnZE/s320/100_1838.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116792000402688242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture was taken on a boat that takes you down the Mississippi and through Lock &amp;amp; Dam #1.  It's a beautiful trip down the river.  You also get views of the many flour mills and St. Anthony Falls which helped to start the flour mill industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RwJ_FOWQCOI/AAAAAAAAADU/qlEGm7WyMwc/s1600-h/102_1074.jpg"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RwJ_FOWQCOI/AAAAAAAAADU/qlEGm7WyMwc/s320/102_1074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116791854373800162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture is of Chelsea and her "Aunt Shell."  Chelsea wanted Michele to take her to Build-a-Bear Workshop more than anything and they had a great time making a cute little bear  together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RwJ-9eWQCNI/AAAAAAAAADM/Qgf6HoVZUGk/s1600-h/102_1063.jpg"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RwJ-9eWQCNI/AAAAAAAAADM/Qgf6HoVZUGk/s320/102_1063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116791721229813970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to visit Fort Snelling with Anthony &amp;amp; Zachary.  It's a really neat fort that is positioned right where the Minnesota River flows into the Mississippi.  It has breathtaking views and a lot of fun things for the kids to experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RwJ-wOWQCMI/AAAAAAAAADE/p-2EKZoZB7o/s1600-h/102_1059.jpg"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RwJ-wOWQCMI/AAAAAAAAADE/p-2EKZoZB7o/s320/102_1059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116791493596547266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michele and her boys, Anthony &amp;amp; Zachary, at Fort Snelling overlooking one of the many views that the fort offers.  As you can tell, Minnesota has lots of green trees and blue sky - not just white snow and grey skies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RwJ-wOWQCMI/AAAAAAAAADE/p-2EKZoZB7o/s1600-h/102_1059.jpg"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-725737872656982078?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/725737872656982078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=725737872656982078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/725737872656982078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/725737872656982078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/visiting-minnesota.html' title='Visiting Minnesota'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RwJ_NuWQCPI/AAAAAAAAADc/Q7r0raPMnZE/s72-c/100_1838.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-6987080183274207618</id><published>2007-09-16T21:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:20.932-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit with my Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Ru3mITmmwlI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3xKrGxCVVhI/s1600-h/DSCN0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Ru3mITmmwlI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3xKrGxCVVhI/s320/DSCN0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110994182510920274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad came to visit us from California and we all had a great time!  It was so nice to spend some extended time with him and get to know him better.  We did some sight-seeing, but most of the time he just lived life with me for a week.  The kids had doctor appointments, orthodontist appointments, den meetings, etc. and he just went right along with me.  I think it was good for e&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Ru3mUDmmwmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/yA9d8SOkDeI/s1600-h/DSCN0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Ru3mUDmmwmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/yA9d8SOkDeI/s320/DSCN0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110994384374383202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;veryone.  The kids got to spend some good quality time with their grandpa and I got some great time just talking with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the State Capital in St. Paul, the History Center (also in St. Paul), we ate Italian food at Cossetta's Italian Restaurant and went to see the Stone Arch Bridge along the Mississippi in Minneapolis.  We also were able to go inside the Guthrie Theatre and get a birds-eye view of the Mississippi River and St. Anthony Falls.  It was a beautiful sight, but also a little subdued since it also overlooks the sight of the 35-W Bridge Collapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Ru3l4DmmwjI/AAAAAAAAACk/ffIchYbv0lU/s1600-h/100_2266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Ru3l4DmmwjI/AAAAAAAAACk/ffIchYbv0lU/s320/100_2266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110993903338046002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During the week, we had plenty on good conversations and time to reminisce about lots of different things. We took Madison to an apple orchard and I had my dad try his first Honeycrisp apple.  If you've never tried one, I highly recommend them, although I think you can only get them in Minnesota.  We also got to meet the illustrator from the Harry Potter books and that was quite neat, especially for Cameron who absolutely loves the entire series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also took my dad to the Mall of America and walked about 1/3 of the mall. We were able to do some shopping and enjoy a cup of coffee together.  On Friday night we were all able to take a ride on the light rail and take in a Twins baseball game.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Ru3l-DmmwkI/AAAAAAAAACs/ecZ-wmBdWTE/s1600-h/100_2270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Ru3l-DmmwkI/AAAAAAAAACs/ecZ-wmBdWTE/s320/100_2270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110994006417261122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Unfortunately the Twins lost, but it was still a lot of fun! On Saturday morning, before taking dad to the airport, we took him to see Minnehaha Falls.  It was a wonderful time and we are all looking forward to seeing him again sometime soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Dad, for a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-6987080183274207618?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6987080183274207618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=6987080183274207618' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/6987080183274207618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/6987080183274207618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/visit-with-my-dad.html' title='Visit with my Dad'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Ru3mITmmwlI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3xKrGxCVVhI/s72-c/DSCN0098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-1088562325143789445</id><published>2007-09-06T11:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:21.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RuAm6NdhJCI/AAAAAAAAACE/C8OcyNOnd9o/s1600-h/100_2255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RuAm6NdhJCI/AAAAAAAAACE/C8OcyNOnd9o/s320/100_2255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107124758925878306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Madison had her first day of preschool today.  She couldn't wait to go!!  She kept saying, "Is it time to go, mommy?" all morning and was smiling from ear-to-ear when I finally said, "Yes, Madison!"  I took a couple of pictures of her before we left home and, as you can tell, she was all grins.  When we pulled up to the house where preschool was being held today, she couldn't wait to get out of the car.  She grabbed her backpack and scooted up the driveway before I could even&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RuAo1tdhJEI/AAAAAAAAACU/QCKTQsnmXDM/s1600-h/100_2257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RuAo1tdhJEI/AAAAAAAAACU/QCKTQsnmXDM/s320/100_2257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107126880639722562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shut the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once inside, she started playing with all the other kids and seemed to be having a great time.  When it was time to sit down for "circle time" she hurried to her spot and sat down.  It was fun to see.  The mommies stayed for a little while to introduce their kids and for them to get comfortable with being there.  Then about a half an hour later, the mommies were to leave.  This was a hard time for most of the preschoolers.  Madison, though, just looked at me and said, "Bye, mom."  So, my little &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RuApI9dhJFI/AAAAAAAAACc/x0EC9f0_EiA/s1600-h/100_2259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RuApI9dhJFI/AAAAAAAAACc/x0EC9f0_EiA/s320/100_2259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107127211352204370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Madison is now a preschooler and I am left with a couple of extra hours a week to myself.  She has fun and learns, I have a little bit of quiet. I can't wait to go pick her up and see how see liked her first day of preschool.  Hopefully all will be well and she'll be just as happy to go again next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-1088562325143789445?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1088562325143789445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=1088562325143789445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/1088562325143789445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/1088562325143789445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/preschool-time.html' title='Preschool Time!'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RuAm6NdhJCI/AAAAAAAAACE/C8OcyNOnd9o/s72-c/100_2255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-1230263871723755666</id><published>2007-09-05T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:22.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rt64V9dhI_I/AAAAAAAAABs/xFGG-lwWgeE/s1600-h/100_2251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rt64V9dhI_I/AAAAAAAAABs/xFGG-lwWgeE/s320/100_2251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106721714899854322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, today is the first day of school and I have to admit that it was a little harder to see them off than any other year before.  I can't believe that Chelsea is in first grade and is going to be gone all day.  It was very heartwarming, however, to see both Cameron and Chelsea get on the bus and for them to sit together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How sweet is that!  I started to get tears in my eyes as the bus pulled away, knowing that my days of having my two girls home with me all day are no more.  It was a bittersweet moment for I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; that Chelsea is more than ready for first grade and that she will have a great school year.  I also can't believe that Cameron is i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rt64eddhJAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/lXCi9r-9cao/s1600-h/100_2252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rt64eddhJAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/lXCi9r-9cao/s320/100_2252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106721860928742402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;n fifth grade!  That one kind of blows my mind.  Where did the time go?  I distinctly remember my fifth grade teacher and everything about that year.  I'm really excite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;d for him and I'm praying that he meets a lot of great people this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my older two are off to school and now it's just Madison and me.  It will make going to the grocery store much easier, but I know I'm definitely going to miss the noise and laughter of Cameron and Chelsea.  It's funny how you think that it's going to be great when they go off to sch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rt64nNdhJBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/1Sx8U1Gf7gg/s1600-h/100_2253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rt64nNdhJBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/1Sx8U1Gf7gg/s320/100_2253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106722011252597778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ool.  You will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;have more time to get things done, it won't be so chaotic in the house, etc.  But once they'r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e gone, it's rather quiet and lonely.  I'll tell you one thing, I can't wait until they get home and I can once again hear their happy voices and see their smiling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;faces.  When I see that bus turn the corner toward home, I will jump for joy and bug them for every detail of their school day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-1230263871723755666?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1230263871723755666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=1230263871723755666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/1230263871723755666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/1230263871723755666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rt64V9dhI_I/AAAAAAAAABs/xFGG-lwWgeE/s72-c/100_2251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-5386002501240532351</id><published>2007-08-27T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:22.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Somewhat Subdued Chelsea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RtOEotdhI-I/AAAAAAAAABk/IYUOZ6QvGKA/s1600-h/101_2249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RtOEotdhI-I/AAAAAAAAABk/IYUOZ6QvGKA/s320/101_2249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103568637673939938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A week ago today, Chelsea broke her left collarbone.  She has been a little more subdued than her normal crazy self.  For the first two days, I felt like Chelsea's spirit had left her.  She was in so much pain that she didn't feel like doing anything except to lay on the couch and rest.  She was on pain medicine most of the time and seemed pretty lifeless.  It was hard to see her like that.  She seems to be doing much better now, although it's still hard for her to do simple things like getting dressed, taking a shower, etc.  She is coping very well and, hopefully, in a couple of weeks will be "sling-free."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-5386002501240532351?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5386002501240532351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=5386002501240532351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/5386002501240532351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/5386002501240532351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/somewhat-subdued-chelsea.html' title='A Somewhat Subdued Chelsea'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RtOEotdhI-I/AAAAAAAAABk/IYUOZ6QvGKA/s72-c/101_2249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-7271411210274660346</id><published>2007-08-23T11:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:22.547-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our dog, Dash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rs26yddhI9I/AAAAAAAAABc/amuoAXiIZc4/s1600-h/102_0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rs26yddhI9I/AAAAAAAAABc/amuoAXiIZc4/s320/102_0893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101939328945300434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, so Cameron told me that I need to post a blog about our dog, Dash.  So, here it is.  I don't quite know what to say about him.  So, here are the stats on him: Dash is a golden labrador and weighs about 65 pounds.  He will be two the end of September.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He really is a great dog and is wonderful with the kids.  He is very friendly with most other dogs, although he seems to get very protective around some dogs.  When we went camping, he acted like he was the some kind of "police dog" and seemed very jealous of another male dog when the dog showed attention to Dash's "girlfriend" (a black lab named Onyx).  However, he is a very atypical dog in that he doesn't like to go to the bathroom on walks, he hates getting wet, he seldom will go to the bathroom anywhere but home and, unlike other labs, doesn't always fetch a ball when it's thrown.  He is one-of-a-kind, and we love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-7271411210274660346?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7271411210274660346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=7271411210274660346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/7271411210274660346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/7271411210274660346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/our-dog-dash.html' title='Our dog, Dash'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rs26yddhI9I/AAAAAAAAABc/amuoAXiIZc4/s72-c/102_0893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-1839066373242240395</id><published>2007-08-22T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:22.752-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Fireball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rs2QY9dhI8I/AAAAAAAAABU/yRDSBuLPxjk/s1600-h/102_1069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rs2QY9dhI8I/AAAAAAAAABU/yRDSBuLPxjk/s320/102_1069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101892711370269634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Madison is such a lovable little girl, yet can be so hard to please.  She is VERY stubborn and determined to do thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; only on her terms.  She doesn't put up with very much, which is good and bad, ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ving 2 older &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;siblings.  She doesn't hesitate to let you know exactly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; how she's feeling at an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y given time.  Madison does give me a run for my money, but she also never fails to make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; me feel loved.  She is a wonderful, inquisitive little girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who comes up with the most amazing things to say.  I never know what's going to come out of her mouth.  With &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;an older brother a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nd sister, she says things sometimes that I would rather not hear come out o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;f here mouth. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love this little 3 year old and I'm looking forward to he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;r starting preschool this fa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ll.  A gr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;up of eig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ht women, that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; met through MOPS, are starting a kind of co-op preschool.  The preschool will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;held at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 different homes, every Thursday morning for a couple of hours.  A pair of moms will teach every week, so this means I only have to teach once a month!  We will also do a field trip once a month that will be related to our themes.  I think it will be a great experience for her.  Even if she doesn't learn her whole entire alphabet backward and forward, or doesn't learn to write her name, she will learn how to interact with kids her own age and will make memories that will last a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-1839066373242240395?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1839066373242240395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=1839066373242240395' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/1839066373242240395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/1839066373242240395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-little-fireball-madison-is-such.html' title='My Little Fireball'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rs2QY9dhI8I/AAAAAAAAABU/yRDSBuLPxjk/s72-c/102_1069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-2771360290397113035</id><published>2007-08-20T10:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:22.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Chelsea Girl......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rsm1EddhI6I/AAAAAAAAABE/tLWQSjV8OAM/s1600-h/100_2165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rsm1EddhI6I/AAAAAAAAABE/tLWQSjV8OAM/s320/100_2165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100807141206336418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Chelsea has really grown and blossomed in the past year.  She has gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;fr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;m b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ring a shy kindergartner, to a beautiful first grade little girl.  She has done many things this past ye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ar.  She took her firs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;t school bus ride to school, she met some new friends (at school, at MOPS a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;nd in Daisy Scouts), she learned how to read, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;developed a real love and pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ssion for all animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Chelsea can be a real fireball.  She is always full of emotional.  She can go from hot to cold instantly (I wonder where she gets that from!?).  I love her spirit, though, and how she can turn a simple moment into an everlasting memory.  She shows a real love of life.  Chelsea never wants to spend time alone and she cherishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; one-on-one time more than any kid I know.  I'm very proud of the young girl Chelsea is becoming and look forward to seeing her accomplish many, many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-2771360290397113035?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2771360290397113035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=2771360290397113035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/2771360290397113035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/2771360290397113035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-chelsea-girl.html' title='My Chelsea Girl......'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/Rsm1EddhI6I/AAAAAAAAABE/tLWQSjV8OAM/s72-c/100_2165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-294788894635610191</id><published>2007-08-16T08:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:23.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Cub Scout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RsRMhtdhI1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/BJF0MPuhFGI/s1600-h/DSCN0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RsRMhtdhI1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/BJF0MPuhFGI/s320/DSCN0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099284820113040210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I've been so proud of my son, Cameron, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;all that he has accomplished in the year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;that he's been a cub scout.  He actually didn't join scouting until last Septe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;mber and has already earned 12 pins, 24 belt loops and numerous patches!  It hasn't been all about the awards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; but about the new things he has learned and the many adventures he has had.  Cameron has tried things that I never even imagined him trying and he's putting his heart into it.  It's been an amazing thing for me to watch.  He's re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ally gro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;wn in the past year a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;nd I t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RsROiddhI2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/jUP4RGLiloo/s1600-h/DSCN0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RsROiddhI2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/jUP4RGLiloo/s320/DSCN0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099287032021197666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;hink scouts has a lot to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;He has been fishing, canoeing, paint-balling, learned ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;chery, how to tie knots, how to make fire, set up tents, and the list goes on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; and on.  Scouting has not only taught him many, many skills, but it has also taught him how to be a good frien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;d, a loy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;al citizen and a trustworthy young man.  The experiences he has had in the pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;st year will last him a lifetime and this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; is only the begi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RsRP4ddhI4I/AAAAAAAAAA0/leEe8GIcCcc/s1600-h/DSCN0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RsRP4ddhI4I/AAAAAAAAAA0/leEe8GIcCcc/s320/DSCN0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099288509489947522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;nning of the scouting adventure.  He w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ill contin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ue on to Boy Scouts in February and then it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;up to C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;eron to decide what he wants to do with scouting.  Hopefully he will stick it out to become an Eagle Scout, but even if he doesn't, I'm ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;y proud of the things I've seen him accomplish and the young man he is becoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-294788894635610191?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/294788894635610191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=294788894635610191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/294788894635610191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/294788894635610191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-favorite-cub-scout-ive-been-so-proud.html' title='My Favorite Cub Scout'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RsRMhtdhI1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/BJF0MPuhFGI/s72-c/DSCN0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31667641.post-8149476036412270737</id><published>2007-08-15T11:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:30:23.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging and our Trip to Lake Itasca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RsMo9j3MY1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/_wFkvRxgHU4/s1600-h/DSCN1054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RsMo9j3MY1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/_wFkvRxgHU4/s320/DSCN1054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098964241177404242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Well, I've decided to start blogging since my husband, Tony (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.tonycloyd.com/"&gt;see www.tonycloyd.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;) doesn't feel like he needs to post anything about the family anymore.  So, I'm going to use this to post happenings in our family and anything I feel like blogging about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This picture is from our trip up to Lake Itasca where we got to walk across the headwaters of the Mississippi.  We went with my mom and stepdad, Bob, and my nephews, Anthony and Zachary.  We had a good time (although we should have stayed longer!).  What a beautiful place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Well, I will be posting more later.  I just wanted to get something started!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31667641-8149476036412270737?l=jboneworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8149476036412270737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31667641&amp;postID=8149476036412270737' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/8149476036412270737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31667641/posts/default/8149476036412270737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboneworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/well-ive-decided-to-start-blogging.html' title='Blogging and our Trip to Lake Itasca'/><author><name>Julie Cloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04262246018180418559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/R364ufabnzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/MNmmrxqCok8/S220/DSCN0224_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XorUkU1T4l0/RsMo9j3MY1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/_wFkvRxgHU4/s72-c/DSCN1054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
