<?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-2736424651214885743</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:36:00.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moore Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>232</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-1499606290481783234</id><published>2010-05-09T20:57:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T21:58:18.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Special Day</title><content type='html'>Today I celebrated my fifth Mother's Day. Five years ago today I gave birth to a little girl. I had always dreamed about being a Mommy, but I could never have dreamed about how much one little girl would change my life. In the weeks leading up to Ellie's fifth birthday, I would fake cry whenever we would discuss her age. The truth is she is so amazingly talented and I am looking forward to seeing what life's journey has for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S-doUQhqgvI/AAAAAAAACfs/mXkNqPTri3w/s1600/DSC_2111_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S-doUQhqgvI/AAAAAAAACfs/mXkNqPTri3w/s320/DSC_2111_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469454969707594482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate Ellie's birthday we took her and a friend to the zoo on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S-dwqtgUlRI/AAAAAAAACf8/RYltwHsc-Ys/s1600/DSC_2079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S-dwqtgUlRI/AAAAAAAACf8/RYltwHsc-Ys/s320/DSC_2079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469464151536735506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S-dwqHXJsNI/AAAAAAAACf0/ygIRa87KsbU/s1600/DSC_2081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S-dwqHXJsNI/AAAAAAAACf0/ygIRa87KsbU/s320/DSC_2081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469464141297725650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the celebrating continued today with cake, games and presents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S-dxsGeDeJI/AAAAAAAACgM/-ey0CRkl7Wk/s1600/DSC_2092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S-dxsGeDeJI/AAAAAAAACgM/-ey0CRkl7Wk/s320/DSC_2092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469465274929608850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing my little rockstar wanted more than anything was a purple guitar. I was so excited that we were able to find her one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S-dxrsG4WRI/AAAAAAAACgE/s82tKxbLJiw/s1600/DSC_2088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S-dxrsG4WRI/AAAAAAAACgE/s82tKxbLJiw/s320/DSC_2088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469465267853089042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking around at the zoo, in 90 degree heat, carrying a five pound backpack, I began to comprehend all the little things that Mom's do that go unnoticed. Moms are cooks, chauffeurs, maids, laundresses, seamstresses, hair stylists,  event planners, coaches, teachers, and many other things. Thanks Mom for all the things you've done for me. I love you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-1499606290481783234?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1499606290481783234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=1499606290481783234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1499606290481783234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1499606290481783234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-special-day.html' title='Our Special Day'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S-doUQhqgvI/AAAAAAAACfs/mXkNqPTri3w/s72-c/DSC_2111_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-6266926357792736564</id><published>2010-04-26T20:55:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T21:54:36.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Two Four Year Olds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZQhL7RFWI/AAAAAAAACfc/Ym7ownF-o84/s1600/DSC_2050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZQhL7RFWI/AAAAAAAACfc/Ym7ownF-o84/s320/DSC_2050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464643728927954274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday my baby boy turned four. This little guy has an infectious giggle. People just want to be around him. Though a little performance shy, he loves to make people laugh. He hates to be alone. He's always looking for a companion to play with but occasionally finds solace in Lightning McQueen and Buzz Lightyear. A race car, a space ranger and a little boy named Gavin Drew Summers are my little guys best friends. His favorite movie is "Toy Story", favorite color is red and favorite song is "We Will Rock You". My tech savy kid loves movies and video games. I have always called Jack my little buddy but these days a more appropriate nick name would be little Scott. He looks and acts just like his father. I love this little boy so much. He has brought so much laughter and joy into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday we celebrated Jackson's birthday with ice-cream sundaes for his class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZNC8axOBI/AAAAAAAACec/3ZGtRL_R9UQ/s1600/DSC_1993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZNC8axOBI/AAAAAAAACec/3ZGtRL_R9UQ/s320/DSC_1993.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464639910834157586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch at Chuck-E-Cheese...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZNici7y_I/AAAAAAAACek/EKGUing1544/s1600/DSC_2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZNici7y_I/AAAAAAAACek/EKGUing1544/s320/DSC_2006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464640452034284530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a game of bowling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZOHrrp3TI/AAAAAAAACes/RNwJg1d8xSI/s1600/DSC_2020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZOHrrp3TI/AAAAAAAACes/RNwJg1d8xSI/s320/DSC_2020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464641091752549682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tacos for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZOf_uwvBI/AAAAAAAACe0/oQvw71jQvHY/s1600/DSC_2039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZOf_uwvBI/AAAAAAAACe0/oQvw71jQvHY/s320/DSC_2039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464641509451152402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a cookie cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZO-wuJIsI/AAAAAAAACe8/UFCJy5Cc0C8/s1600/DSC_2045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZO-wuJIsI/AAAAAAAACe8/UFCJy5Cc0C8/s320/DSC_2045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464642037997970114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZQBnUlgII/AAAAAAAACfE/IZpx6hxn_AA/s1600/DSC_1990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZQBnUlgII/AAAAAAAACfE/IZpx6hxn_AA/s320/DSC_1990.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464643186526093442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZQEBYZwOI/AAAAAAAACfM/-JdcgfkxcDw/s1600/DSC_1989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZQEBYZwOI/AAAAAAAACfM/-JdcgfkxcDw/s320/DSC_1989.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464643227881160930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZQEhhN90I/AAAAAAAACfU/5USMNEQEp20/s1600/DSC_2026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZQEhhN90I/AAAAAAAACfU/5USMNEQEp20/s320/DSC_2026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464643236508071746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this adds up to one tired four year old little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZRu4UqKeI/AAAAAAAACfk/S-JrOAgFJoM/s1600/DSC_2022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZRu4UqKeI/AAAAAAAACfk/S-JrOAgFJoM/s320/DSC_2022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464645063695542754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-6266926357792736564?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/6266926357792736564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=6266926357792736564' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6266926357792736564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6266926357792736564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-two-four-year-olds.html' title='My Two Four Year Olds'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9ZQhL7RFWI/AAAAAAAACfc/Ym7ownF-o84/s72-c/DSC_2050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-1294288568119581358</id><published>2010-04-25T13:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T14:07:40.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurrection</title><content type='html'>So, I decided that it was time to resurrect this old blog and bring life back to it. There's no better way to start than by posting a few pics from Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9SQQ-PzNPI/AAAAAAAACd8/x4FKROLMU1o/s1600/DSC_6233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9SQQ-PzNPI/AAAAAAAACd8/x4FKROLMU1o/s320/DSC_6233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464150869168829682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9SQQX_LapI/AAAAAAAACd0/L-dhLM64s34/s1600/DSC_6272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9SQQX_LapI/AAAAAAAACd0/L-dhLM64s34/s320/DSC_6272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464150858898565778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9SQQD08X2I/AAAAAAAACds/R9xBrRE_0ek/s1600/DSC_6263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9SQQD08X2I/AAAAAAAACds/R9xBrRE_0ek/s320/DSC_6263.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464150853486927714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9SQP7kJW1I/AAAAAAAACdk/-TouVmJzNTc/s1600/DSC_6234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9SQP7kJW1I/AAAAAAAACdk/-TouVmJzNTc/s320/DSC_6234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464150851268991826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful Easter and were truly blessed to have my parents here for a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9SSa2LRRPI/AAAAAAAACeE/XDQv6xN-8rA/s1600/DSC_1952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9SSa2LRRPI/AAAAAAAACeE/XDQv6xN-8rA/s320/DSC_1952.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464153237824292082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9SSbwZBwQI/AAAAAAAACeU/7EkS8udm2-s/s1600/DSC_1958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9SSbwZBwQI/AAAAAAAACeU/7EkS8udm2-s/s320/DSC_1958.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464153253451251970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-1294288568119581358?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1294288568119581358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=1294288568119581358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1294288568119581358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1294288568119581358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2010/04/resurrection.html' title='Resurrection'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S9SQQ-PzNPI/AAAAAAAACd8/x4FKROLMU1o/s72-c/DSC_6233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-854934531532063299</id><published>2010-01-05T20:30:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T21:29:55.272-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAZE</title><content type='html'>I remember going to sleep the Tuesday before Thanksgiving, excited that my family would be arriving from SC in just a few hours and frustrated that I had to work the next day. When I awoke at 5 AM, I reached for my phone to silent the alarm.  Sleepily, I read the date that was displayed across the top of my phone...January 5, 2010!!! For me the Holidays were a Holidaze.The 2009 Holiday season went by so fast that it seems as though it was all just dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my sleep I believe I dreamed that I hosted Thanksgiving dinner at my home this year, 11 people slept in my house, we exchanged Christmas gifts and had family pictures taken. Oh wait I have the pictures to prove that this really happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P5jyRWL1I/AAAAAAAACbE/Y7njSgwuPAA/s1600-h/IMG_8467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P5jyRWL1I/AAAAAAAACbE/Y7njSgwuPAA/s320/IMG_8467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423452769469476690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Ellie's Christmas gifts from Nana and Poppy was getting her ears pierced. She was scared but so brave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P6ZKhlgQI/AAAAAAAACbM/9Ckv2CgI_rI/s1600-h/DSC_1740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P6ZKhlgQI/AAAAAAAACbM/9Ckv2CgI_rI/s320/DSC_1740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423453686513107202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams I had visions of... &lt;br /&gt;Visiting Santa and shopping trips to the mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P73ejWghI/AAAAAAAACbU/WIC0aMBe6eE/s1600-h/DSC_1756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P73ejWghI/AAAAAAAACbU/WIC0aMBe6eE/s320/DSC_1756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423455306796925458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Decorations and cute Christmas outfits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P8OEc9CQI/AAAAAAAACbc/n4zGHPqW7Hc/s1600-h/DSC_1781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P8OEc9CQI/AAAAAAAACbc/n4zGHPqW7Hc/s320/DSC_1781.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423455694927759618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visits from Santa's Elf &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P8i-0r4LI/AAAAAAAACbk/PP5Q9T8vWHc/s1600-h/DSC_1743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P8i-0r4LI/AAAAAAAACbk/PP5Q9T8vWHc/s320/DSC_1743.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423456054193938610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baking Christmas cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P9B9jGdcI/AAAAAAAACb0/iH55nDRULao/s1600-h/DSC_1766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P9B9jGdcI/AAAAAAAACb0/iH55nDRULao/s320/DSC_1766.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423456586427692482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P9BhR3K4I/AAAAAAAACbs/vZI0UTQtQxY/s1600-h/DSC_1761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P9BhR3K4I/AAAAAAAACbs/vZI0UTQtQxY/s320/DSC_1761.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423456578839194498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas parties (dressed in tacky Christmas outfits)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P9dBD_dxI/AAAAAAAACb8/-5M9r9PvQ80/s1600-h/DSC_1768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P9dBD_dxI/AAAAAAAACb8/-5M9r9PvQ80/s320/DSC_1768.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423457051227420434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time spent with family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P-fEGjDPI/AAAAAAAACcM/Ob9nEYL-A-Q/s1600-h/DSC_1870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P-fEGjDPI/AAAAAAAACcM/Ob9nEYL-A-Q/s320/DSC_1870.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423458185914813682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P97SgsShI/AAAAAAAACcE/Y_2BR3EPAz4/s1600-h/DSC_1829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P97SgsShI/AAAAAAAACcE/Y_2BR3EPAz4/s320/DSC_1829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423457571307276818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And two very excited kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0QAJ-coAJI/AAAAAAAACc0/1HHeK0XGEek/s1600-h/DSC_1852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0QAJ-coAJI/AAAAAAAACc0/1HHeK0XGEek/s320/DSC_1852.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423460022642802834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0QAJWZnCgI/AAAAAAAACcs/dI7JUHGvh6M/s1600-h/DSC_1850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0QAJWZnCgI/AAAAAAAACcs/dI7JUHGvh6M/s320/DSC_1850.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423460011892738562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0QAJGkjoNI/AAAAAAAACck/9sYgftqea68/s1600-h/DSC_1846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0QAJGkjoNI/AAAAAAAACck/9sYgftqea68/s320/DSC_1846.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423460007643685074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0QAI5662sI/AAAAAAAACcc/_9N8wtlkJ4Y/s1600-h/DSC_1842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0QAI5662sI/AAAAAAAACcc/_9N8wtlkJ4Y/s320/DSC_1842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423460004247820994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0QAIcFWV0I/AAAAAAAACcU/Ujx4JTC1e-Q/s1600-h/DSC_1836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0QAIcFWV0I/AAAAAAAACcU/Ujx4JTC1e-Q/s320/DSC_1836.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423459996238501698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0QA4jqLkMI/AAAAAAAACdE/r1-vnoiD9YA/s1600-h/DSC_1858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0QA4jqLkMI/AAAAAAAACdE/r1-vnoiD9YA/s320/DSC_1858.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423460822905753794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0QA4Bv0mlI/AAAAAAAACc8/kHlbu6UwRzg/s1600-h/DSC_1856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0QA4Bv0mlI/AAAAAAAACc8/kHlbu6UwRzg/s320/DSC_1856.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423460813802609234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough I feel as though I blinked and the Holiday Season had past, my heart feels full and happy. Our family had  a great Thanksgiving and celebrated a wonderful Christmas season together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-854934531532063299?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/854934531532063299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=854934531532063299' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/854934531532063299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/854934531532063299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2010/01/holidaze.html' title='HOLIDAZE'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/S0P5jyRWL1I/AAAAAAAACbE/Y7njSgwuPAA/s72-c/IMG_8467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-8420096272822150452</id><published>2009-11-09T20:37:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:58:15.407-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FALL...ing Behind</title><content type='html'>I may have fallen behind on my blogging, but this Fall has not fallen short of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Svjhoh569YI/AAAAAAAACac/vP5nfpUtNeU/s1600-h/DSC_1593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Svjhoh569YI/AAAAAAAACac/vP5nfpUtNeU/s320/DSC_1593.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402315839443236226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since September, every Tuesday and Thursday has been spent watching Jackson play soccer. There were many laughs (by me), cheers (by Ellie), tears (by Jack) and aggravation (by Scott) this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjVHTNIiVI/AAAAAAAACZE/kk-5_br4nqI/s1600-h/DSC_1494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjVHTNIiVI/AAAAAAAACZE/kk-5_br4nqI/s320/DSC_1494.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402302074422069586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjVHBU8JyI/AAAAAAAACY8/cLiKTzEt7aE/s1600-h/DSC_1515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjVHBU8JyI/AAAAAAAACY8/cLiKTzEt7aE/s320/DSC_1515.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402302069622974242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly though, soccer season concluded this past Tuesday with an awards ceremony. Ellie has gymnastics on Tuesdays, so I was unable to go to Jack's award ceremony. When I came home that evening, I was greeted by a very happy little boy wearing pajamas and hanging around his neck was his first medal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjXqks-ubI/AAAAAAAACZM/3e0AZmB1-Cc/s1600-h/DSC_1669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjXqks-ubI/AAAAAAAACZM/3e0AZmB1-Cc/s320/DSC_1669.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402304879437724082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so proud, When I went to kiss him goodnight before going to bed, this is what I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjYE50HanI/AAAAAAAACZU/bC7lAFrO1Uw/s1600-h/DSC_1670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjYE50HanI/AAAAAAAACZU/bC7lAFrO1Uw/s320/DSC_1670.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402305331781397106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturdays this fall could be summed up in two words Alabama Football!!! Besides tailgating, we were able to take he kids to their first Bama game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjbkKG5zxI/AAAAAAAACZk/8PNMzR9pOLk/s1600-h/DSC_1540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjbkKG5zxI/AAAAAAAACZk/8PNMzR9pOLk/s320/DSC_1540.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402309167265992466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Svjbj7c3lJI/AAAAAAAACZc/qVdPr2uwJHs/s1600-h/DSC_1538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Svjbj7c3lJI/AAAAAAAACZc/qVdPr2uwJHs/s320/DSC_1538.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402309163331589266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend the kids and I watched some of the game from the skybox. They loved it.  Jackson's favorite part was when the ref threw a yellow flag on the field. Jackson laughed so hard because he thought it was a banana peel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Svjb3LI6g0I/AAAAAAAACZs/TOCeZE7ZaBs/s1600-h/DSC_1674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Svjb3LI6g0I/AAAAAAAACZs/TOCeZE7ZaBs/s320/DSC_1674.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402309493960377154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it wouldn't be Fall without pumpkin carving, painting, and trick or treating. We went trick or treating on Sority Row this year, so we stayed home on Halloween night and roasted marshmellows while we passed out candy to other trick or treaters. So fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjdTbLSITI/AAAAAAAACZ0/TuZVEHRMwtQ/s1600-h/DSC_1663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjdTbLSITI/AAAAAAAACZ0/TuZVEHRMwtQ/s320/DSC_1663.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402311078813245746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most special thing we did this fall was visit Scott's parents in GA. This visit was so special because his grandfather's from Canada were visiting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Svjgotl0mgI/AAAAAAAACaU/n9a7q7Hy9-M/s1600-h/DSC_1624_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Svjgotl0mgI/AAAAAAAACaU/n9a7q7Hy9-M/s320/DSC_1624_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402314743068531202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjgoGCjhFI/AAAAAAAACaM/77lnNbXsPpM/s1600-h/DSC_1630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjgoGCjhFI/AAAAAAAACaM/77lnNbXsPpM/s320/DSC_1630.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402314732451628114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful weekend, We spent a lot of time outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjjSjK_bMI/AAAAAAAACa8/LlwrrZfXsEA/s1600-h/DSC_1650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjjSjK_bMI/AAAAAAAACa8/LlwrrZfXsEA/s320/DSC_1650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402317660849401026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjjSSSz-0I/AAAAAAAACa0/eD8kZZ3LGBI/s1600-h/DSC_1653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjjSSSz-0I/AAAAAAAACa0/eD8kZZ3LGBI/s320/DSC_1653.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402317656318802754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjjSGQzcmI/AAAAAAAACas/kkx7raTxP4w/s1600-h/DSC_1611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjjSGQzcmI/AAAAAAAACas/kkx7raTxP4w/s320/DSC_1611.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402317653089153634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjjRqkV0SI/AAAAAAAACak/RwK2JHA4F_Q/s1600-h/DSC_1608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SvjjRqkV0SI/AAAAAAAACak/RwK2JHA4F_Q/s320/DSC_1608.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402317645654905122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day after these photos were taken The Moore family contracted the H1N1 virus. And we lived to blog about it. I have always loved fall. And these are just a few reasons why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-8420096272822150452?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/8420096272822150452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=8420096272822150452' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8420096272822150452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8420096272822150452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/11/falling-behind.html' title='FALL...ing Behind'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Svjhoh569YI/AAAAAAAACac/vP5nfpUtNeU/s72-c/DSC_1593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-101162946716488104</id><published>2009-10-26T21:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T22:09:36.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Ready For Some Football?</title><content type='html'>When summer ends that's when football begins! Our summers may be spent by the pool, but in the fall The Moore's are cheering on their favorite team. B-A-M-A Bama all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SuZkWuRH6II/AAAAAAAACY0/q3IvVmKxFxk/s1600-h/DSC_1471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SuZkWuRH6II/AAAAAAAACY0/q3IvVmKxFxk/s320/DSC_1471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397111544989870210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-101162946716488104?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/101162946716488104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=101162946716488104' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/101162946716488104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/101162946716488104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/10/are-you-ready-for-some-football.html' title='Are You Ready For Some Football?'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SuZkWuRH6II/AAAAAAAACY0/q3IvVmKxFxk/s72-c/DSC_1471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-1161728936571061789</id><published>2009-09-21T20:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T06:11:38.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Diva</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SrgvZVCRJFI/AAAAAAAACYU/eFgcYAqRo-k/s1600-h/DSC_1362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SrgvZVCRJFI/AAAAAAAACYU/eFgcYAqRo-k/s320/DSC_1362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384105466711319634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok , so today, my four year old daughter squealed when she realized the Jonas Brother's were on TV; and for Christmas she wants an "ear pod" so she can listen to Hannah Montanna. At the start of the school year Ellie brought home the most adorable pictures of our family and God and the cross, but after only a few weeks those images were replaced by hearts and the names Ellie and Justin written at the top of each page. Boy am I in for it. And just so we're clear on one thing, the outfit was all her idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-1161728936571061789?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1161728936571061789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=1161728936571061789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1161728936571061789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1161728936571061789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-diva.html' title='Little Diva'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SrgvZVCRJFI/AAAAAAAACYU/eFgcYAqRo-k/s72-c/DSC_1362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-3305694033125382508</id><published>2009-09-20T20:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:44:46.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Incognito</title><content type='html'>A few months ago while the kids and I were doing a craft I painted the kids faces. As I looked at their faces disguised with a black mustache and big pink lips, I thought to myself why are my babies disguised as preschoolers and when did this happen. They are growing up so fast. The things they say amaze me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Srbac3ucUZI/AAAAAAAACYM/tykQYpFQN4g/s1600-h/DSC_1345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Srbac3ucUZI/AAAAAAAACYM/tykQYpFQN4g/s320/DSC_1345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383730594097942930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SrbacJOlxxI/AAAAAAAACYE/33wWTj_g24I/s1600-h/DSC_1346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SrbacJOlxxI/AAAAAAAACYE/33wWTj_g24I/s320/DSC_1346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383730581616314130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning while getting ready for school, I told Ellie to take her PJ's to the laundry. She looked at me and began to cry saying "I just new you were going to tell me to do my chores and I don't want to." I told her that I don't want to do my chores and went on to list all the things that I do on a daily basis. When I finished I looked down into her little eyes. Her expression had totally changed and she said "well, I never knew you felt like that." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also last Wednesday, when I was getting Ellie out of the shower she coughed and asked me if she had the swine flu. I asked where she had heard that and she replied "you say it all the time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer time at the Moore's house is always entertaining when it's Jackson's turn. One night Jackson prayed "God our Father please help Mommy go to the grocery and get me Sprite."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson started soccer a couple of weeks ago. We took him with us to the meeting and on the way home I was explaining to him how things would work. He got really upset when he realized that we were leaving and he was not going to get to play that night. He kept crying "I want to play soccer. I'm a soccer player," Once he calmed down I told him that his team was the Cheetahs. He then began to chant "I'm a cheater, oh yeah I'm a cheater."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-3305694033125382508?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/3305694033125382508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=3305694033125382508' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/3305694033125382508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/3305694033125382508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/09/incognito.html' title='Incognito'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Srbac3ucUZI/AAAAAAAACYM/tykQYpFQN4g/s72-c/DSC_1345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-6559128762290763931</id><published>2009-09-13T21:16:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:34:27.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishy, Fishy in...our Pool?!?</title><content type='html'>Although our neighborhood pool has not officially closed for the fall, there are rumors it may close early due to a fish sighting last Saturday. These two little fish have sworn off floatation devices and dive right in.  Ellie learned to swim earlier this summer, but Jackson decided to give it a try a couple of weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sq2o319CMgI/AAAAAAAACX8/vKlNV_Hxp2s/s1600-h/DSC_1405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sq2o319CMgI/AAAAAAAACX8/vKlNV_Hxp2s/s320/DSC_1405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381142807106957826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sq2o3a9gO7I/AAAAAAAACX0/tBB-YTVZwWc/s1600-h/DSC_1396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sq2o3a9gO7I/AAAAAAAACX0/tBB-YTVZwWc/s320/DSC_1396.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381142799861169074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-6559128762290763931?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/6559128762290763931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=6559128762290763931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6559128762290763931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6559128762290763931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/09/fish.html' title='Fishy, Fishy in...our Pool?!?'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sq2o319CMgI/AAAAAAAACX8/vKlNV_Hxp2s/s72-c/DSC_1405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-6333419116113147476</id><published>2009-09-12T20:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T20:20:19.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson + Soccer = Funny</title><content type='html'>JACKSON SCOTT MOORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLAYER PROFILE&lt;br /&gt;Age:  3&lt;br /&gt;Height: 37 in&lt;br /&gt;Injuries: hurt foot during game when he kicked the goal after the other team scored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLAYER STATS&lt;br /&gt;Total Games: 1&lt;br /&gt;Career goals: 3&lt;br /&gt;Most goals scored in one game: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SqxFwLyBvaI/AAAAAAAACXU/GDJfdqegmVg/s1600-h/DSC_1376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SqxFwLyBvaI/AAAAAAAACXU/GDJfdqegmVg/s320/DSC_1376.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380752348899556770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson at his first soccer practice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SqxIpXFRUsI/AAAAAAAACXs/VqQdQ_Ue0Sk/s1600-h/DSC_1438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SqxIpXFRUsI/AAAAAAAACXs/VqQdQ_Ue0Sk/s320/DSC_1438.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380755530208858818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson at his first soccer game&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-6333419116113147476?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/6333419116113147476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=6333419116113147476' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6333419116113147476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6333419116113147476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/09/jackson-scott-moore-player-profile-age.html' title='Jackson + Soccer = Funny'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SqxFwLyBvaI/AAAAAAAACXU/GDJfdqegmVg/s72-c/DSC_1376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-8335121535943510828</id><published>2009-08-11T21:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:30:32.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To School</title><content type='html'>Yesterday marked the start of a new school year for Ellie and Jackson. They both seem to be adjusting very well. Jackson's teacher is Ms. Katherine. Ellie had Ms. Katherine last year, so we already knew she was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SoImfF5J4mI/AAAAAAAACXI/_nFNX6o4TWc/s1600-h/DSC_1359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SoImfF5J4mI/AAAAAAAACXI/_nFNX6o4TWc/s320/DSC_1359.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368896021378753122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie's teacher is Ms. Rhonda. We have been very impressed with her already. She seems to know how to handle Ellie's OCD and perfectionism. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SoImeo9xT8I/AAAAAAAACXA/cOJNYP6PBzM/s1600-h/DSC_1358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SoImeo9xT8I/AAAAAAAACXA/cOJNYP6PBzM/s320/DSC_1358.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368896013613486018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love watching my children grow and learn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-8335121535943510828?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/8335121535943510828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=8335121535943510828' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8335121535943510828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8335121535943510828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back To School'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SoImfF5J4mI/AAAAAAAACXI/_nFNX6o4TWc/s72-c/DSC_1359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-271211118326359420</id><published>2009-08-11T20:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:15:06.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Laurie Beth and Andy's Wedding</title><content type='html'>Last weekend the Moore's traveled to Sylacauga for Laurie Beth and Andy's wedding. It was such a beautiful wedding and fun weekend. However, it was a very busy weekend so I didn't have a chance to take many pictures. I did manage to get a couple pictures of the world's cutest flower girl and handsome ring bearer.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SoIgIoKisrI/AAAAAAAACW4/lOzcKbH1Tbs/s1600-h/DSC_1355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SoIgIoKisrI/AAAAAAAACW4/lOzcKbH1Tbs/s320/DSC_1355.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368889038371730098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SoIgIXeoZrI/AAAAAAAACWw/hKwAAPcPFlU/s1600-h/DSC_1348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SoIgIXeoZrI/AAAAAAAACWw/hKwAAPcPFlU/s320/DSC_1348.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368889033892587186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so not everything went according plan. Moments before the wedding began Jackson had a major melt down and decided that it was too hot, his shoes were too small and he could not walk out there. After pleading with him effortlessly throughout the entire processional it was his turn to go. As a last ditch effort, I gave him a shove and told him to go. Miraculously he grabbed his sister's hand and went. I was shocked! He stood up there (and I use stood loosely because he stooped, squatted and bent over bootie in air) the whole time. Ellie saw her brother stooped over and slid slowly over to him and placed her hand on his elbow to lift him up. She then resumed her position on her side of the stairs. Throughout the ceremony Jackson would place his hands over his ears and say "my feet are hurting and my ears are burning". Despite the hurting and the burning the Moore's were happy to get to be a part of Laurie Beth and Andy's special day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-271211118326359420?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/271211118326359420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=271211118326359420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/271211118326359420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/271211118326359420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/08/laurie-beth-and-andys-wedding.html' title='Laurie Beth and Andy&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SoIgIoKisrI/AAAAAAAACW4/lOzcKbH1Tbs/s72-c/DSC_1355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-4922080035979827464</id><published>2009-07-30T21:02:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:08:36.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FREEDOM</title><content type='html'>For the Moore's, July was a time to embrace  and celebrate our freedoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The month began with a short visit with my parents from Pennsylvania. We enjoyed getting to show them around Tuscaloosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJWZIOkmWI/AAAAAAAACUg/OsitSlAPx9s/s1600-h/DSC_1053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJWZIOkmWI/AAAAAAAACUg/OsitSlAPx9s/s320/DSC_1053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364445095857002850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On July 4th we celebrated our independence with a few close friends, time at the pool, a cookout, a very cute puppy named Buckley, and a few sparklers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJeU7_p23I/AAAAAAAACWg/A6EbTs26Ck8/s1600-h/DSC_1078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJeU7_p23I/AAAAAAAACWg/A6EbTs26Ck8/s320/DSC_1078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364453819946752882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All summer the kids have been enjoying freedom from daycare and I have declared my independence from cooking and cleaning thanks to the arrival of Nana (My Mom) in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJY74SroHI/AAAAAAAACVA/FJM75BDDhB0/s1600-h/DSC_1090_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJY74SroHI/AAAAAAAACVA/FJM75BDDhB0/s320/DSC_1090_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364447891897950322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if I was not spoiled enough having been relieved of my household duties, I got to enjoy a little freedom from work at the beach with my Dad, stepmom, Ellie, Jackson, and my nephews Zachary and Ethan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJaDSkSd8I/AAAAAAAACVY/icCfbvTCO6g/s1600-h/DSC_1149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJaDSkSd8I/AAAAAAAACVY/icCfbvTCO6g/s320/DSC_1149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364449118721832898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJaDOW9G1I/AAAAAAAACVQ/SaPBsR0hf9I/s1600-h/DSC_1144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJaDOW9G1I/AAAAAAAACVQ/SaPBsR0hf9I/s320/DSC_1144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364449117592165202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJbj0K8srI/AAAAAAAACVo/BaWQyHmmtJw/s1600-h/DSC_1192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJbj0K8srI/AAAAAAAACVo/BaWQyHmmtJw/s320/DSC_1192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364450777009795762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJf0qMaOuI/AAAAAAAACWo/v5l3PlND24c/s1600-h/DSC_1203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJf0qMaOuI/AAAAAAAACWo/v5l3PlND24c/s320/DSC_1203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364455464435858146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend after we returned from the beach, we were very blessed to host three girls and their counselor from Kenya. The girls were members of the Daraja African Children's Choir. My time spent with these precious children was a blessed reminder of the freedom I have in Christ. The joy these children possess despite their circumstances is truly God-given and inspirational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJcRhRw2KI/AAAAAAAACWA/17jK5_k6-VU/s1600-h/DSC_1288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJcRhRw2KI/AAAAAAAACWA/17jK5_k6-VU/s320/DSC_1288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364451562212087970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before July was over I was able to get away one last time and attend my cousin's wedding. Talk about freedom - no kids, no husband, no responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJdOxji4QI/AAAAAAAACWY/lDjT1DTo728/s1600-h/DSC_1342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJdOxji4QI/AAAAAAAACWY/lDjT1DTo728/s320/DSC_1342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364452614553657602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJdOvK08QI/AAAAAAAACWQ/G2LFAqTstiM/s1600-h/DSC_1340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJdOvK08QI/AAAAAAAACWQ/G2LFAqTstiM/s320/DSC_1340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364452613913112834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately "All good things must come to an end." July will soon be gone and Nana is headed back to SC very soon. We have had an awesome summer but i am looking forward to the new school year. That's all for now, gotta go buy some school supplies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-4922080035979827464?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/4922080035979827464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=4922080035979827464' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4922080035979827464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4922080035979827464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/07/freedom.html' title='FREEDOM'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SnJWZIOkmWI/AAAAAAAACUg/OsitSlAPx9s/s72-c/DSC_1053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-999179197099530391</id><published>2009-06-09T21:36:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T07:05:13.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons Not To Blog</title><content type='html'>Ok, so for those of you who are regular readers of The More Family Blog, may be feeling a little neglected. However, the truth is we have been not been neglecting our blogging duties. In fact, we have been very busy compiling and exhausting list of the top reasons people do not blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  We could not blog because we were in Jamaica on a mission's trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8dBACdBaI/AAAAAAAACTQ/gskRk4PSGo8/s1600-h/DSC_0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8dBACdBaI/AAAAAAAACTQ/gskRk4PSGo8/s320/DSC_0839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345523185739433378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8gkZppp4I/AAAAAAAACTY/bT0L5dslgmk/s1600-h/DSC_0876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8gkZppp4I/AAAAAAAACTY/bT0L5dslgmk/s320/DSC_0876.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345527092445030274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  There's no blogging down on the farm. For Ellie's fourth birthday and Jack's third birthday we had a cowboy/cowgirl themed party at the Barnyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8hyc_7YFI/AAAAAAAACTg/pUByU11E4yI/s1600-h/DSC_0844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8hyc_7YFI/AAAAAAAACTg/pUByU11E4yI/s320/DSC_0844.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345528433373569106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8isch8rzI/AAAAAAAACTw/_WKZ6eA02ec/s1600-h/DSC_0795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8isch8rzI/AAAAAAAACTw/_WKZ6eA02ec/s320/DSC_0795.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345529429680238386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8isJrvbrI/AAAAAAAACTo/u3t4EXQc0HA/s1600-h/DSC_0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8isJrvbrI/AAAAAAAACTo/u3t4EXQc0HA/s320/DSC_0777.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345529424621039282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8jpf9bxFI/AAAAAAAACUA/138nR7uJmjw/s1600-h/DSC_0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8jpf9bxFI/AAAAAAAACUA/138nR7uJmjw/s320/DSC_0715.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345530478572848210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8jpEZg6yI/AAAAAAAACT4/HZoS6Ej7NMc/s1600-h/DSC_0722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8jpEZg6yI/AAAAAAAACT4/HZoS6Ej7NMc/s320/DSC_0722.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345530471174433570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  You can't blog at the beach because you might get sand in your computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8lL9cyl7I/AAAAAAAACUI/a839JosXRzM/s1600-h/DSC_1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8lL9cyl7I/AAAAAAAACUI/a839JosXRzM/s320/DSC_1001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345532170116175794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8l13F2TQI/AAAAAAAACUQ/yXzdIEo0RoE/s1600-h/DSC_1008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8l13F2TQI/AAAAAAAACUQ/yXzdIEo0RoE/s320/DSC_1008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345532889963842818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8m-qn5dLI/AAAAAAAACUY/8RKXWaSjUSc/s1600-h/DSC_1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8m-qn5dLI/AAAAAAAACUY/8RKXWaSjUSc/s320/DSC_1043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345534140747445426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  WE'VE MOVED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you can see April and May have been very busy for the Moore Family. We have been enjoying the start of our summer. The kids have been in SC for almost two weeks and we are ready for them to come home. We are looking forward to a great summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-999179197099530391?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/999179197099530391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=999179197099530391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/999179197099530391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/999179197099530391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/06/ok-so-for-those-of-you-who-are-regular.html' title='Reasons Not To Blog'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Si8dBACdBaI/AAAAAAAACTQ/gskRk4PSGo8/s72-c/DSC_0839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-476149331425432183</id><published>2009-03-22T19:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:14:50.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hippity Hoppity Easter's On It's Way</title><content type='html'>Since Scott and I will not be here for Easter, I dressed the kids up in their Easter outfits and took them to get some pics this afternoon. Jackson was being so silly, so we called it quits early and went to get some TCBY. Let me just post a disclaimer and say that very little of this session was staged. What can I say they are just naturals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScbSdvUXFFI/AAAAAAAACR8/lJpLlM5gGMA/s1600-h/DSC_0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScbSdvUXFFI/AAAAAAAACR8/lJpLlM5gGMA/s320/DSC_0560.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316167818517353554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScbSdZ8zUNI/AAAAAAAACR0/FWjS8LBSYH0/s1600-h/DSC_0552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScbSdZ8zUNI/AAAAAAAACR0/FWjS8LBSYH0/s320/DSC_0552.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316167812781396178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScbScqOyHWI/AAAAAAAACRs/HNmS0rqHTfc/s1600-h/DSC_0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScbScqOyHWI/AAAAAAAACRs/HNmS0rqHTfc/s320/DSC_0550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316167799971913058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScbS6-_ucnI/AAAAAAAACSU/B0fgscA7sKA/s1600-h/DSC_0574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScbS6-_ucnI/AAAAAAAACSU/B0fgscA7sKA/s320/DSC_0574.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316168320941978226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScbS6w4QkdI/AAAAAAAACSM/-0kD2clsZ98/s1600-h/DSC_0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScbS6w4QkdI/AAAAAAAACSM/-0kD2clsZ98/s320/DSC_0569.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316168317152563666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScbS5zb9g8I/AAAAAAAACSE/GoFqdrd-gtA/s1600-h/DSC_0562_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScbS5zb9g8I/AAAAAAAACSE/GoFqdrd-gtA/s320/DSC_0562_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316168300659311554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScbTfYbf7aI/AAAAAAAACSs/si9QccOduRo/s1600-h/DSC_0583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScbTfYbf7aI/AAAAAAAACSs/si9QccOduRo/s320/DSC_0583.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316168946244644258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScbTfD93IlI/AAAAAAAACSk/zXN6tH7ldss/s1600-h/DSC_0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScbTfD93IlI/AAAAAAAACSk/zXN6tH7ldss/s320/DSC_0580.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316168940751626834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScbTejjFINI/AAAAAAAACSc/gRXrxnXIV4Y/s1600-h/DSC_0580_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScbTejjFINI/AAAAAAAACSc/gRXrxnXIV4Y/s320/DSC_0580_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316168932049363154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-476149331425432183?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/476149331425432183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=476149331425432183' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/476149331425432183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/476149331425432183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/03/hippity-hoppity-easters-on-its-way.html' title='Hippity Hoppity Easter&apos;s On It&apos;s Way'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScbSdvUXFFI/AAAAAAAACR8/lJpLlM5gGMA/s72-c/DSC_0560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-5259474244614081518</id><published>2009-03-21T07:50:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T08:55:07.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Moving!!!</title><content type='html'>Almost four years The Moore's (minus one) moved to Tuscaloosa, AL and bought their first little house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScToYOX8ftI/AAAAAAAACQk/9YqEuCs8WlA/s1600-h/DSCF8319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScToYOX8ftI/AAAAAAAACQk/9YqEuCs8WlA/s320/DSCF8319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315628963077062354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About three and a half weeks ago we decide to put our house up for sale. We put a sign in the yard and I printed some informational flyers. We knew (or thought) it would be difficult to sell our home, but we decided to go ahead with it. Our main reason for moving was due to school systems, so we were really under no pressure to sell fast. On Tuesday of this week Scott sold our house. And yesterday we bought this beautiful home (sorry the picture is fuzzy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScTkhJ8G6NI/AAAAAAAACQU/eKKXlm76pbw/s1600-h/DSC_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScTkhJ8G6NI/AAAAAAAACQU/eKKXlm76pbw/s320/DSC_0537.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315624718458874066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the view from the front door looking into the living room. The playroom(dining room) in to the left and the kids rooms and bath are to the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScTpRELVmEI/AAAAAAAACQs/ogtGxWQLdnY/s1600-h/DSC_0523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScTpRELVmEI/AAAAAAAACQs/ogtGxWQLdnY/s320/DSC_0523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315629939592370242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the other end of the living room. Guest room is to the left and kitchen to the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScTpodaUkkI/AAAAAAAACQ0/P_NzFHcz-TU/s1600-h/DSC_0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScTpodaUkkI/AAAAAAAACQ0/P_NzFHcz-TU/s320/DSC_0522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315630341503095362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking into the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScTqI6Fk2MI/AAAAAAAACQ8/tHW8c7OZQcg/s1600-h/DSC_0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScTqI6Fk2MI/AAAAAAAACQ8/tHW8c7OZQcg/s320/DSC_0510.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315630898956523714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in the eating area looking into kitchen. Living room to left. Master bath to right. The door straight ahead leads to the garage. To the left of the door is the dining/playroom and to the right is the laundry room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScTrd0fUyCI/AAAAAAAACRM/CTZ-Usqo2Rg/s1600-h/DSC_0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScTrd0fUyCI/AAAAAAAACRM/CTZ-Usqo2Rg/s320/DSC_0509.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315632357742790690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScTtrQwjwEI/AAAAAAAACRU/PT5aQmYmH3E/s1600-h/DSC_0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScTtrQwjwEI/AAAAAAAACRU/PT5aQmYmH3E/s320/DSC_0507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315634787692822594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another view from the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScTvtYmBxTI/AAAAAAAACRk/abyEE8oXIdQ/s1600-h/DSC_0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScTvtYmBxTI/AAAAAAAACRk/abyEE8oXIdQ/s320/DSC_0515.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315637023179130162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-5259474244614081518?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/5259474244614081518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=5259474244614081518' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5259474244614081518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5259474244614081518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/03/were-moving.html' title='We&apos;re Moving!!!'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/ScToYOX8ftI/AAAAAAAACQk/9YqEuCs8WlA/s72-c/DSCF8319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-8349861345853620507</id><published>2009-03-16T20:41:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:29:50.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chattanooga</title><content type='html'>This weekend we packed our bags and headed to Chattanooga for a getaway. It rained all weekend, but that didn't stop us from taking the city by "storm". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8BDt5xVYI/AAAAAAAACO0/2bsPDt3dD08/s1600-h/DSC_0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8BDt5xVYI/AAAAAAAACO0/2bsPDt3dD08/s320/DSC_0375.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313967248693613954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain didn't bother Ellie one bit, she was glad to use her pink umbrella and pink raincoat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8Bd9TAHlI/AAAAAAAACPE/06EkEpmk3Qg/s1600-h/DSC_0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8Bd9TAHlI/AAAAAAAACPE/06EkEpmk3Qg/s320/DSC_0386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313967699502571090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8BdHVHDKI/AAAAAAAACO8/vyoFz4P9gqw/s1600-h/DSC_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8BdHVHDKI/AAAAAAAACO8/vyoFz4P9gqw/s320/DSC_0379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313967685015899298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No trip to Chattanooga is complete without seeing the Chattanooga Choo Choo and Jack could not have been more happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8C8IAfq0I/AAAAAAAACPU/GxiJWKExnn8/s1600-h/DSC_0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8C8IAfq0I/AAAAAAAACPU/GxiJWKExnn8/s320/DSC_0383.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313969317285440322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8C7-tR6aI/AAAAAAAACPM/kU26vPfAthQ/s1600-h/DSC_0381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8C7-tR6aI/AAAAAAAACPM/kU26vPfAthQ/s320/DSC_0381.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313969314788927906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at the beautiful Chattanoogan hotel. Ellie and Jack loved the fireplace in the lobby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8ERjJUj6I/AAAAAAAACPk/GHgD-Tb_MZ0/s1600-h/DSC_0387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8ERjJUj6I/AAAAAAAACPk/GHgD-Tb_MZ0/s320/DSC_0387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313970784859099042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8EQwgn6UI/AAAAAAAACPc/rMYU7lYuiC0/s1600-h/DSC_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8EQwgn6UI/AAAAAAAACPc/rMYU7lYuiC0/s320/DSC_0391.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313970771266627906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in Chattanooga we were able to visit the Chattanooga Aquarium. The kids enjoyed seeing the fish and running through the aquarium. They were most excited about seeing the penguins. They even waddled off the bus to the aquarium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8Ff0C7CMI/AAAAAAAACPs/vLrI_uGquAk/s1600-h/DSC_0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8Ff0C7CMI/AAAAAAAACPs/vLrI_uGquAk/s320/DSC_0436.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313972129425459394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite exhibit at the aquarium had two little toddler fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8GZUryupI/AAAAAAAACP0/2Ax_BmV33lM/s1600-h/DSC_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8GZUryupI/AAAAAAAACP0/2Ax_BmV33lM/s320/DSC_0418.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313973117439359634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I later was able to witness these two little creatures in their natural habitat. Like most fish, they are naturals in the water, but not so graceful on land and in flipflops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8HAHRhFMI/AAAAAAAACP8/A7H-3thEBaY/s1600-h/DSC_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8HAHRhFMI/AAAAAAAACP8/A7H-3thEBaY/s320/DSC_0395.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313973783854388418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids loved swimming in the pool - just a little taste of summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8HcnTMAYI/AAAAAAAACQM/w7Hl8Xl5bgc/s1600-h/DSC_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8HcnTMAYI/AAAAAAAACQM/w7Hl8Xl5bgc/s320/DSC_0406.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313974273487667586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8HcGMrEWI/AAAAAAAACQE/rfEcUFsit0g/s1600-h/DSC_0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8HcGMrEWI/AAAAAAAACQE/rfEcUFsit0g/s320/DSC_0403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313974264601973090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-8349861345853620507?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/8349861345853620507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=8349861345853620507' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8349861345853620507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8349861345853620507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/03/chattanooga.html' title='Chattanooga'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/Sb8BDt5xVYI/AAAAAAAACO0/2bsPDt3dD08/s72-c/DSC_0375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-7457928746158055612</id><published>2009-03-01T20:50:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:08:10.835-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow In AL</title><content type='html'>This morning Jackson woke up at 6:30AM. As I walked to his room, I noticed that there was something white on the front lawn. As a youth pastor's wife, my first instinct was to assume that our yard had been rolled again. But when I looked more closely, I realized that it had actually snowed in AL. I picked Jackson up and told him it was snowing. He instinctively began to call out Ellie's name. I went into Ellie's room, touched her cheek and said "Ellie it's snowing". She jumped up and ran to the front door to peer out. Jackson said "Ellie it's real". We got dressed and went outside. Ellie loved playing in the snow. Jackson however preferred standing inside in the warmth and watching Ellie and I throw snowballs at the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SatLEv5k-JI/AAAAAAAACOk/v3QYc-AZ258/s1600-h/DSC_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SatLEv5k-JI/AAAAAAAACOk/v3QYc-AZ258/s320/DSC_0176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308419130735786130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SatKMKgQPII/AAAAAAAACOU/trqhGW2xAQA/s1600-h/DSC_0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SatKMKgQPII/AAAAAAAACOU/trqhGW2xAQA/s320/DSC_0175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308418158624783490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SatK08YSLhI/AAAAAAAACOc/9uar9UpiHbY/s1600-h/DSC_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SatK08YSLhI/AAAAAAAACOc/9uar9UpiHbY/s320/DSC_0177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308418859207896594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie had been praying for snow since Christmas. So I was really happy that she finally got her wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SatLUDuFhcI/AAAAAAAACOs/k6wbue94iHs/s1600-h/DSC_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SatLUDuFhcI/AAAAAAAACOs/k6wbue94iHs/s320/DSC_0183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308419393754334658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-7457928746158055612?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/7457928746158055612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=7457928746158055612' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/7457928746158055612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/7457928746158055612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-morning-jackson-woke-up-at-630am.html' title='Snow In AL'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SatLEv5k-JI/AAAAAAAACOk/v3QYc-AZ258/s72-c/DSC_0176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-8793467996025682745</id><published>2009-02-16T20:03:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:25:10.223-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack's Photo Shoot</title><content type='html'>I love these photos of Jack!!! Every time I look at these pictures I just want to squeeze his cheeks and kiss him. Everyday he makes me laugh. This little jokester is just so stickin cute. He love planes, trains and automobiles. Jack is very social and loves being around people. He is a natural born leader. I am learning everday how much like Scott this little boy is. Perhaps that's why I love him so much. I am so thankful for the joy he brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZodLxy2n-I/AAAAAAAACNg/F0QyTkaDjqY/s1600-h/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZodLxy2n-I/AAAAAAAACNg/F0QyTkaDjqY/s320/DSC_0078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303583599364579298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZodL_W0sxI/AAAAAAAACNY/hM_F-c0jaIE/s1600-h/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZodL_W0sxI/AAAAAAAACNY/hM_F-c0jaIE/s320/DSC_0072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303583603005109010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZodpBWlliI/AAAAAAAACNo/-6RzcEqZkDE/s1600-h/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZodpBWlliI/AAAAAAAACNo/-6RzcEqZkDE/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303584101757195810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZod5A1KNVI/AAAAAAAACNw/RvC6uUrvJU0/s1600-h/DSC_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZod5A1KNVI/AAAAAAAACNw/RvC6uUrvJU0/s320/DSC_0133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303584376494896466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoeRs7qeGI/AAAAAAAACOA/y5ms_w8vn20/s1600-h/DSC_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoeRs7qeGI/AAAAAAAACOA/y5ms_w8vn20/s320/DSC_0139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303584800650197090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoeRiHHFdI/AAAAAAAACN4/BnDeNn9OSPo/s1600-h/DSC_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoeRiHHFdI/AAAAAAAACN4/BnDeNn9OSPo/s320/DSC_0137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303584797745419730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-8793467996025682745?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/8793467996025682745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=8793467996025682745' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8793467996025682745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8793467996025682745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/02/jacks-photo-shoot.html' title='Jack&apos;s Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZodLxy2n-I/AAAAAAAACNg/F0QyTkaDjqY/s72-c/DSC_0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-8836362259486120401</id><published>2009-02-16T19:08:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:02:41.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellie's Photo Shoot</title><content type='html'>These photos capture the heart of my little princess. She is a girly girly, who loves to dance and is always ready to perform. Ellie loves to learn. Because she embraces learning, puzzles, books, and games a some of her favorite toys. However, she does love her Barbies. Her tenderness and compassion run deep. She is sassy, strong and independent. I am so excited to see what God has planned for this amazing and beautiful little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoQnlItKQI/AAAAAAAACMY/XXkCm6e7my4/s1600-h/DSC_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoQnlItKQI/AAAAAAAACMY/XXkCm6e7my4/s320/DSC_0087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303569783351748866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoUXC3kPAI/AAAAAAAACMg/NwbbyuWh798/s1600-h/DSC_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoUXC3kPAI/AAAAAAAACMg/NwbbyuWh798/s320/DSC_0088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303573897321659394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoUiT-CcKI/AAAAAAAACMo/DAKMi7JhUN8/s1600-h/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoUiT-CcKI/AAAAAAAACMo/DAKMi7JhUN8/s320/DSC_0090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303574090890768546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoWcP3SajI/AAAAAAAACMw/lRZBZeLw_KU/s1600-h/DSC_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoWcP3SajI/AAAAAAAACMw/lRZBZeLw_KU/s320/DSC_0093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303576185732753970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoWxkWj0hI/AAAAAAAACM4/vK3P8zUDJyw/s1600-h/DSC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoWxkWj0hI/AAAAAAAACM4/vK3P8zUDJyw/s320/DSC_0095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303576552009880082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoXD2Py3zI/AAAAAAAACNA/vjz3zE-xFjM/s1600-h/DSC_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoXD2Py3zI/AAAAAAAACNA/vjz3zE-xFjM/s320/DSC_0105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303576866050989874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoXPvzm7rI/AAAAAAAACNI/TQJspk81hbg/s1600-h/DSC_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoXPvzm7rI/AAAAAAAACNI/TQJspk81hbg/s320/DSC_0106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303577070480584370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoXl4klXyI/AAAAAAAACNQ/8ITy36dfPJA/s1600-h/DSC_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoXl4klXyI/AAAAAAAACNQ/8ITy36dfPJA/s320/DSC_0125.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303577450790608674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-8836362259486120401?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/8836362259486120401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=8836362259486120401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8836362259486120401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8836362259486120401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/02/ellies-photo-shoot.html' title='Ellie&apos;s Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SZoQnlItKQI/AAAAAAAACMY/XXkCm6e7my4/s72-c/DSC_0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-3270854188658469613</id><published>2009-02-16T18:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:07:39.422-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Month In Review (well, at least the first half)</title><content type='html'>February is a busy month. There are a lot of happenings in February like: Groundhog Day, Presidents Day, Flag Day (of Canada), Leap Day (every four years), Black History Month, and of course Valentine's Day. The Moore's have been very busy this month, and we thought that a few of our activities should be holidays in February. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriends Day - Ellie has always said that we were girlfriends. A few weekends ago we took a day to celebrate this. First, we went and had our nails done and then, ate quesadillas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're Boys Day - Jackson and his Daddy are boys. What better way to celebrate manhood than by attending a truck party. Jackson made his very own tool belt and came home wearing a hardhat (both things Scott has never owned or worn).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Library Day - Although it may seem pretty obvious what we did on this day, Scott was a little confused as to what we would be doing at the Library. Once explained, he became excited because he had never owned his own library card. The library proved to much more exciting than any of us had anticipated. Jackson threw a major tantrum while leaving the library and as punishment was unable to read his books . When we were finally able to read them, we discovered that he had drawn in them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engagement Day - Scott and I got engaged on February 15th, so we reserve our romantic rendezvous for then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the Moore's do celebrate Valentines's Day as a family. For us the day starts with heart shaped pancakes. After breakfast we do some crafts. Later in the day we made heart shaped pizzas for dinner, and Scott made little cakes with the kids for dessert. We completed our festivities with a special pajama party and movie night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so maybe these activities won't become National Holidays, but they are special memories and things we as a family will continue in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-3270854188658469613?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/3270854188658469613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=3270854188658469613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/3270854188658469613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/3270854188658469613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/02/month-in-review-well-at-least-first.html' title='Month In Review (well, at least the first half)'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-4543614930527818362</id><published>2009-01-25T19:57:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:41:24.021-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday evening the kids and I went bowling. Well technically Scott was there too, but so was the First Wes Youth Group (his other 30 some kids). I was surprised how into it Ellie and Jack were. They really had a great time. Here are a few pics from Bama Bowl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SX0aiVpqUkI/AAAAAAAACLY/6DcVCxiCkR4/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SX0aiVpqUkI/AAAAAAAACLY/6DcVCxiCkR4/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295417914087330370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SX0d2m6sWTI/AAAAAAAACLg/q1YSCeq159o/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SX0d2m6sWTI/AAAAAAAACLg/q1YSCeq159o/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295421560854436146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SX0edV6UXNI/AAAAAAAACLo/k02ZCyqH1mY/s1600-h/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SX0edV6UXNI/AAAAAAAACLo/k02ZCyqH1mY/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295422226304359634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SX0fFlbmL_I/AAAAAAAACLw/L4HlBKjl0v8/s1600-h/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SX0fFlbmL_I/AAAAAAAACLw/L4HlBKjl0v8/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295422917665239026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SX0f6hgkR6I/AAAAAAAACL4/ra3woi4A6tE/s1600-h/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SX0f6hgkR6I/AAAAAAAACL4/ra3woi4A6tE/s320/DSC_0047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295423827145410466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any doubts that they had a good time just take a look at these pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SX0gxYtp07I/AAAAAAAACMQ/oqfrz6m5ci8/s1600-h/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SX0gxYtp07I/AAAAAAAACMQ/oqfrz6m5ci8/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295424769677185970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SX0gxKTg-2I/AAAAAAAACMI/IeLj5g0Pka8/s1600-h/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SX0gxKTg-2I/AAAAAAAACMI/IeLj5g0Pka8/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295424765809458018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SX0gwtryrNI/AAAAAAAACMA/MlA9X0o0u9g/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SX0gwtryrNI/AAAAAAAACMA/MlA9X0o0u9g/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295424758126652626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I admit there a few images that may be disturbing and if the hanging in out bowling alleys and dancing with her brother and poles while spanking your bootie extends into the teenage years we may have some problems. But as of right now it's just funny material to blog about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-4543614930527818362?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/4543614930527818362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=4543614930527818362' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4543614930527818362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4543614930527818362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/bowling.html' title='Bowling'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SX0aiVpqUkI/AAAAAAAACLY/6DcVCxiCkR4/s72-c/DSC_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-2978092826772679539</id><published>2009-01-11T20:53:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:30:01.512-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Naughty or Nice</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I probably shouldn't admit this on the blog, but lately I feel like all I do is yell. Yelling is exactly what I don't want to do. So it was time to come up with an alternate plan. That's how we came up with the naughty and nice jars. I bought three jars at wal-mart. On two of the jars I put the kids names and one the third I put the word naughty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWq0jmyw6XI/AAAAAAAACJk/M8W_L-FU2ds/s1600-h/DSC_1542_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWq0jmyw6XI/AAAAAAAACJk/M8W_L-FU2ds/s320/DSC_1542_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290239236101958002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWq1r-Db00I/AAAAAAAACJs/tbry_eaRUxQ/s1600-h/DSC_1542_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWq1r-Db00I/AAAAAAAACJs/tbry_eaRUxQ/s320/DSC_1542_3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290240479296475970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWq2Ph7OC2I/AAAAAAAACJ0/LDFZOSCeYFg/s1600-h/DSC_1546_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWq2Ph7OC2I/AAAAAAAACJ0/LDFZOSCeYFg/s320/DSC_1546_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290241090221116258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everday I empty an individual package of M&amp;M's into each of their jars. If they disobey, they remove a piece of candy from their jar and place it in the naughty jar. Here are the happy kids with a full jar of M&amp;M's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWq4eNUlNXI/AAAAAAAACJ8/yiGiVcBcXG4/s1600-h/DSC_1543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWq4eNUlNXI/AAAAAAAACJ8/yiGiVcBcXG4/s320/DSC_1543.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290243541411640690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here they are with the naughty jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWq4s2CtkwI/AAAAAAAACKE/YFeZsDjp1fY/s1600-h/DSC_1547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWq4s2CtkwI/AAAAAAAACKE/YFeZsDjp1fY/s320/DSC_1547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290243792860713730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-2978092826772679539?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/2978092826772679539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=2978092826772679539' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2978092826772679539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2978092826772679539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/naughty-or-nice.html' title='Naughty or Nice'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWq0jmyw6XI/AAAAAAAACJk/M8W_L-FU2ds/s72-c/DSC_1542_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-6581123208119132847</id><published>2009-01-11T20:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:53:04.632-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma Rhonda and Grandpa Lloyd Visit</title><content type='html'>This weekend Grandma Rhonda and Grandpa Lloyd came to visit. We always have a great time when they come to visit. This visit was no exception. They play games, read books and Grandma Rhonda always has treasure hunts for Ellie and Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWqsjNcA_6I/AAAAAAAACJM/f-mPJdD5rUI/s1600-h/DSC_1540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWqsjNcA_6I/AAAAAAAACJM/f-mPJdD5rUI/s320/DSC_1540.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290230433202634658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie and Jackson love playing with Max. That little boy needs a dog!!! (don't get any ideas - his Mommy doesn't)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWqsjkw5tkI/AAAAAAAACJU/4TxKKTofd2o/s1600-h/DSC_1537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWqsjkw5tkI/AAAAAAAACJU/4TxKKTofd2o/s320/DSC_1537.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290230439464252994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday for lunch we went to Chuck-E-Cheese, all grandparents should have to experience Chuck-E-Cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWqvxktKOzI/AAAAAAAACJc/AfxYcSvTu0c/s1600-h/DSC_1534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWqvxktKOzI/AAAAAAAACJc/AfxYcSvTu0c/s320/DSC_1534.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290233978501610290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Grandma Rhonda and Grandpa Lloyd!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-6581123208119132847?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/6581123208119132847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=6581123208119132847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6581123208119132847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6581123208119132847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/grandma-rhonda-and-grandpa-lloyd-visit.html' title='Grandma Rhonda and Grandpa Lloyd Visit'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWqsjNcA_6I/AAAAAAAACJM/f-mPJdD5rUI/s72-c/DSC_1540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-5184579311767342760</id><published>2009-01-04T19:36:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:10:08.529-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>A snow day - in Alabama - yeah right!!! Today is January 3rd and it was 71 degrees yesterday and very warm again today. This  is not a problem for me, but for Ellie this is a big disappointment. Ellie's Christmas wish was to see snow. I thought that we might have some success while in Gatlinburg, but it was 70 there too. So, New Years day, while the kids were napping, I decided that I would create a winter wonderland of my own. I hung cut out snowflakes from the ceiling and covered the living room floor with snowballs (well, actually they were marshmallows). When they woke up from nap they were so surprised. We put on our hats and sweatshirts and had a snowball fight. Jackson especially enjoyed eating the snowballs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWFlGEk6BZI/AAAAAAAACIE/YZhpIzSnD5w/s1600-h/DSC_1503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWFlGEk6BZI/AAAAAAAACIE/YZhpIzSnD5w/s320/DSC_1503.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287618592491832722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed over to the table to make a package of fake snow (bought while we were in Gatlinburg). They wrote their names and drew pictures in the "snow". We even built miniature snowmen using marshmallow and toothpics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWFlclAGfOI/AAAAAAAACIU/s9TueZb6tfM/s1600-h/DSC_1511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWFlclAGfOI/AAAAAAAACIU/s9TueZb6tfM/s320/DSC_1511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287618979152952546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWFlcOqP6MI/AAAAAAAACIM/wN1qvE7Ch9s/s1600-h/DSC_1509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWFlcOqP6MI/AAAAAAAACIM/wN1qvE7Ch9s/s320/DSC_1509.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287618973155715266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we did a little sledding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWFl0pZmqqI/AAAAAAAACIs/UZI2Y_WJqgw/s1600-h/DSC_1517_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWFl0pZmqqI/AAAAAAAACIs/UZI2Y_WJqgw/s320/DSC_1517_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287619392650521250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWFl1HcZY7I/AAAAAAAACI0/_x3i7sLmdxo/s1600-h/DSC_1517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWFl1HcZY7I/AAAAAAAACI0/_x3i7sLmdxo/s320/DSC_1517.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287619400715297714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWFl0Pj0XKI/AAAAAAAACIc/IVIRHxPRwCk/s1600-h/DSC_1512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWFl0Pj0XKI/AAAAAAAACIc/IVIRHxPRwCk/s320/DSC_1512.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287619385714039970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWFl0f6TtRI/AAAAAAAACIk/wTpS2a8unWc/s1600-h/DSC_1513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWFl0f6TtRI/AAAAAAAACIk/wTpS2a8unWc/s320/DSC_1513.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287619390103336210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWFmB_6MqII/AAAAAAAACI8/ogVNCt2aOuI/s1600-h/DSC_1520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWFmB_6MqII/AAAAAAAACI8/ogVNCt2aOuI/s320/DSC_1520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287619622031108226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is by far the most fun in snow I've ever had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-5184579311767342760?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/5184579311767342760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=5184579311767342760' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5184579311767342760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5184579311767342760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SWFlGEk6BZI/AAAAAAAACIE/YZhpIzSnD5w/s72-c/DSC_1503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-4035232589352144743</id><published>2009-01-02T21:00:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T21:23:22.077-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Aren't Always As They Seem</title><content type='html'>I love this picture of my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7V5-DBG7I/AAAAAAAACHA/XfCmJ12FAig/s1600-h/DSC_1396_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7V5-DBG7I/AAAAAAAACHA/XfCmJ12FAig/s320/DSC_1396_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286898204464454578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you don't see is the process it took to capture this photo. This is us climbing the hill to the photo location. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7WTZXydZI/AAAAAAAACHI/RRmmFgOQhVE/s1600-h/DSC_1393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7WTZXydZI/AAAAAAAACHI/RRmmFgOQhVE/s320/DSC_1393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286898641296061842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7WThKGqAI/AAAAAAAACHQ/YxeK1AGVNyY/s1600-h/DSC_1394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7WThKGqAI/AAAAAAAACHQ/YxeK1AGVNyY/s320/DSC_1394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286898643386148866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is us on the way down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7XaRVcjMI/AAAAAAAACHg/-qbko87JN_4/s1600-h/DSC_1411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7XaRVcjMI/AAAAAAAACHg/-qbko87JN_4/s320/DSC_1411.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286899858909465794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7XbXdObeI/AAAAAAAACHw/BC7Y-aQQHEw/s1600-h/DSC_1415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7XbXdObeI/AAAAAAAACHw/BC7Y-aQQHEw/s320/DSC_1415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286899877732576738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7Xb0SCqJI/AAAAAAAACH4/I_oRlUv-vc4/s1600-h/DSC_1416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7Xb0SCqJI/AAAAAAAACH4/I_oRlUv-vc4/s320/DSC_1416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286899885470296210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-4035232589352144743?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/4035232589352144743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=4035232589352144743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4035232589352144743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4035232589352144743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-arent-always-as-they-seem.html' title='Things Aren&apos;t Always As They Seem'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7V5-DBG7I/AAAAAAAACHA/XfCmJ12FAig/s72-c/DSC_1396_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-6556461019736201676</id><published>2009-01-02T20:19:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T20:59:41.925-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Vacation in Gatlinburg</title><content type='html'>Though we spent Christmas Eve and Christmas Day with out any family, on the 27th we headed to Gatlinburg for a family vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7SHa4TJQI/AAAAAAAACGY/fq1z_jSqYO0/s1600-h/DSC_1457_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7SHa4TJQI/AAAAAAAACGY/fq1z_jSqYO0/s320/DSC_1457_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286894037495915778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob &amp; Wanda Dittman with their Great Grandchildren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7M_7X0QiI/AAAAAAAACFg/ocr-_u9aYGY/s1600-h/DSC_1379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7M_7X0QiI/AAAAAAAACFg/ocr-_u9aYGY/s320/DSC_1379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286888411220951586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, Me, Grandma, Ellie, Gail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7NAoEdfpI/AAAAAAAACF4/XHfiTqWJQhM/s1600-h/DSC_1425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7NAoEdfpI/AAAAAAAACF4/XHfiTqWJQhM/s320/DSC_1425.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286888423219363474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; My Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7NARtl2yI/AAAAAAAACFw/ymB-YXYmK3c/s1600-h/DSC_1422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7NARtl2yI/AAAAAAAACFw/ymB-YXYmK3c/s320/DSC_1422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286888417217862434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Gail &amp; Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7NAJvtOFI/AAAAAAAACFo/oYs6ai4aCoo/s1600-h/DSC_1420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7NAJvtOFI/AAAAAAAACFo/oYs6ai4aCoo/s320/DSC_1420.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286888415079250002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew Kellan Rece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7SUMHa6JI/AAAAAAAACGg/cL5hBgpua18/s1600-h/DSC_1448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7SUMHa6JI/AAAAAAAACGg/cL5hBgpua18/s320/DSC_1448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286894256871106706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7NBOjmFyI/AAAAAAAACGA/XaPDOARI5sU/s1600-h/DSC_1437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7NBOjmFyI/AAAAAAAACGA/XaPDOARI5sU/s320/DSC_1437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286888433550497570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the hot tub at our cabin - my nephew Hayden, cousin Ryan and Ellie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7Pf6liYII/AAAAAAAACGI/RVherJMBLgg/s1600-h/DSC_1438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7Pf6liYII/AAAAAAAACGI/RVherJMBLgg/s320/DSC_1438.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286891159789133954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Grandkids"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7TWipR9SI/AAAAAAAACGw/izLWtrpC1mk/s1600-h/DSC_1500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7TWipR9SI/AAAAAAAACGw/izLWtrpC1mk/s320/DSC_1500.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286895396790072610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In The Tub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7P_9e52YI/AAAAAAAACGQ/SvvATQLTdpM/s1600-h/DSC_1446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7P_9e52YI/AAAAAAAACGQ/SvvATQLTdpM/s320/DSC_1446.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286891710322432386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie &amp; Jack in Gatlinburg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7SvlZVOYI/AAAAAAAACGo/piBtGpP_jcs/s1600-h/DSC_1463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7SvlZVOYI/AAAAAAAACGo/piBtGpP_jcs/s320/DSC_1463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286894727513586050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack &amp; Nana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7UFBM6XZI/AAAAAAAACG4/_uYq80epWM8/s1600-h/DSC_1469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7UFBM6XZI/AAAAAAAACG4/_uYq80epWM8/s320/DSC_1469.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286896195266567570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-6556461019736201676?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/6556461019736201676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=6556461019736201676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6556461019736201676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6556461019736201676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/family-vacation.html' title='Family Vacation in Gatlinburg'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV7SHa4TJQI/AAAAAAAACGY/fq1z_jSqYO0/s72-c/DSC_1457_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-8734526947856848266</id><published>2009-01-02T18:57:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:39:25.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Morning 2008</title><content type='html'>For those of you who know me, you know that I always dread the holidays (well at least the ones centered around a big family meal). It's kind of lonely and sad not having any family around. Despite the absence of family, we have been blessed with some wonderful friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas Eve Dick and Francie Emery invited us over for soup after the Christmas Eve service. It was great getting to spend some time with the two of them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning was so exciting. In fact, this is the only picture I took, because I got so wrapped up in the excitement of it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV64TPm6-HI/AAAAAAAACFA/Pe1w5Lnrfr8/s1600-h/DSC_1357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV64TPm6-HI/AAAAAAAACFA/Pe1w5Lnrfr8/s320/DSC_1357.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286865653326346354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After opening gifts we went to David and Amanda Wilder's for breakfast. They live in our neighborhood and are good friends of ours. Breakfast was delicious, but what was so special about it is David is a fireman and had been up all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day I made the traditional ham dinner and we were joined by another great friend Bill McDaniel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids were crazy the few days before Christmas. This was the first year that they understood what was going on and they were so much fun. In fact, they loved it so much that when I was taking down the Christmas tree (promptly on the 26th) Jackson cried. He also cried for two days aftyerward every time he remembered that his elf, Wolf, had gone back to the North Pole. Though Jack may have been sad to see Wolf go, I was not. Santa sent the Moore family a mischievous elf. At night he colored, painted, played with the kids toys, threw their underware all over their rooms and on their ceiling fans, knocked all the DVD's off the stand, hid in the bathtub, ate cookies and Jackson's rocket cereal, Got hung on the ceiling fan, pulled all the books off the bookshelves and a number of other pranks. Here are a few of my personal favorites...&lt;br /&gt;He opened two of the kids presents two days before Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV6_LKbemzI/AAAAAAAACFI/2KMOSnMCzkQ/s1600-h/DSC_1356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV6_LKbemzI/AAAAAAAACFI/2KMOSnMCzkQ/s320/DSC_1356.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286873211078613810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night Wolf poured my baking flour all of the table and wrote his name in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV6_LTsmAqI/AAAAAAAACFQ/79MLKLOCItE/s1600-h/DSC_1353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV6_LTsmAqI/AAAAAAAACFQ/79MLKLOCItE/s320/DSC_1353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286873213566321314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV6_LvEH7uI/AAAAAAAACFY/0HMvMZpF6tQ/s1600-h/DSC_1354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV6_LvEH7uI/AAAAAAAACFY/0HMvMZpF6tQ/s320/DSC_1354.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286873220912770786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolf's antics added to the excitement of Christmas and I am already looking forward to his return next Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-8734526947856848266?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/8734526947856848266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=8734526947856848266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8734526947856848266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8734526947856848266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-morning-2008.html' title='Christmas Morning 2008'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SV64TPm6-HI/AAAAAAAACFA/Pe1w5Lnrfr8/s72-c/DSC_1357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-368313935422556971</id><published>2008-12-21T13:08:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T13:42:36.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Memories</title><content type='html'>I love Christmas time and all of the festivities and traditions that accompany the holiday season. In October when I began planning for the holidays, I made the decision that for every activity we did involving Santa I wanted to do something regarding the true meaning of Christmas. The list of things we could with Santa just kept adding up as I struggeled to find things for us to do as a family involving the true meaning of Christmas.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend we went to "Christmas Comes Alive"   a live nativity. As we rode the hayride through the different scenes of the nativity story, Ellie asked questions and would point things out. I was really pleased because she was really listening and I knew that she understood what she was seeing and hearing. I was unable to get any pictures, because it was so cold and we were cuddled under blankets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday we went to a trailer park nearby to pass out groceries, coats and toys to a very needy community. When our church first  started planning the outreach several people made the comment that the neighborhood was no place for teenagers or children. I decided that  regardless of what others said I wanted my children to grow up understanding and being exposed to poverty. I wanted them to experience the act of giving and to see it modeled by their parents. I choose not take my camera, because I did not need anything else to keep up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I do not have photographs I will always remember these Christmas memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SU6bqEznbcI/AAAAAAAACEw/Xv0U0ew9Ppk/s1600-h/DSC_1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SU6bqEznbcI/AAAAAAAACEw/Xv0U0ew9Ppk/s320/DSC_1349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282330560099216834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-368313935422556971?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/368313935422556971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=368313935422556971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/368313935422556971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/368313935422556971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-memories.html' title='Christmas Memories'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SU6bqEznbcI/AAAAAAAACEw/Xv0U0ew9Ppk/s72-c/DSC_1349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-4415112015668841472</id><published>2008-12-07T21:35:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:22:02.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Sweet Weekend</title><content type='html'>In preparation for our busy weekend I got up early Thurs. morning to start cleaning the house before heading to work. I got called in early to work so I left my cleaning and headed to work at 7:15 AM. I got off work at about 6 PM and headed to Walmart to get groceries. Then it was home to finish cleaning, do some laundry, and finish a few projects for my decorating in the AM. On Friday, I was up at 5 AM and out the door by 8 AM to decorate someone's house for Christmas (my third one this season). I finished at about 2:30 and went home to finish laundry and get ready for the Church's district Christmas party in Birmingham. We left at 5:30 and got home at 10:30 PM and I was up again at 6:50 AM. Saturday morning we got the kids ready and went to the mall to see Santa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STydixgPWNI/AAAAAAAABfg/TZSg7SsaUcA/s1600-h/DSC_1285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STydixgPWNI/AAAAAAAABfg/TZSg7SsaUcA/s320/DSC_1285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277266084101052626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grabbed some lunch while at the mall and then it was home for naptime - well at least for the kids. While the kids were napping I started making Christmas candy. Just as I was finishing our guests for the SEC game arrived and I began dinner prep. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STyeVmcuTyI/AAAAAAAABfo/tCKqsagiveg/s1600-h/DSC_1289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STyeVmcuTyI/AAAAAAAABfo/tCKqsagiveg/s320/DSC_1289.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277266957306842914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cooking and cleaning up, the kids and I baked sugar cookies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STye9VRzp1I/AAAAAAAABfw/YEOy1PYOsFQ/s1600-h/DSC_1291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STye9VRzp1I/AAAAAAAABfw/YEOy1PYOsFQ/s320/DSC_1291.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277267639892420434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STyfRbl3feI/AAAAAAAABgI/-AECrmr4W7g/s1600-h/DSC_1312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STyfRbl3feI/AAAAAAAABgI/-AECrmr4W7g/s320/DSC_1312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277267985184554466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STyfRHNgHrI/AAAAAAAABgA/A1Nu4q4IIfE/s1600-h/DSC_1300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STyfRHNgHrI/AAAAAAAABgA/A1Nu4q4IIfE/s320/DSC_1300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277267979713650354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STyfQ9NhnAI/AAAAAAAABf4/fjUCCPt1lOY/s1600-h/DSC_1294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STyfQ9NhnAI/AAAAAAAABf4/fjUCCPt1lOY/s320/DSC_1294.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277267977029393410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that the kids went to bed we cleaned up the kitchen and I sat down  (the first time all day) to work on Christmas cards. We woke up on Sunday and went to church. After church Ellie went home with a friend and Jack went with Scott and I to our missions trip lunch meeting. at 6 PM was the annual Youth volunteer Christmas party. I could go on, but I think you get the point that things are extremely busy around here. However, note that I did not entitle this post a busy weekend, but rather choose to call it a "Sweet Weekend". Despite the business of the weekend and upcoming week, I still had a great time making Christmas memories with my children. The moral of this story is don't get too busy this season that you forget to stop and smell the sugar cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STyfs84aGPI/AAAAAAAABgQ/aIR3xjRDhLk/s1600-h/DSC_1322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STyfs84aGPI/AAAAAAAABgQ/aIR3xjRDhLk/s320/DSC_1322.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277268457977157874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-4415112015668841472?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/4415112015668841472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=4415112015668841472' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4415112015668841472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4415112015668841472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/12/very-sweet-weekend.html' title='A Very Sweet Weekend'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STydixgPWNI/AAAAAAAABfg/TZSg7SsaUcA/s72-c/DSC_1285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-3308024100507624122</id><published>2008-11-30T21:19:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:00:04.378-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lot To Be Thankful For</title><content type='html'>This year we spent Thanksgiving at Hephzibah Children's home. It really put things in perspective eating Thanksgiving dinner with my family while surrounded by children who have been abused or neglected by their own families. We had  a wonderful time. It was a weekend jam packed with fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack was not feeling very well this weekend. This is how he spent his Thanksgiving meal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNZ67WuaGI/AAAAAAAABeA/MmA5ZVAF4Vk/s1600-h/DSC_1144_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNZ67WuaGI/AAAAAAAABeA/MmA5ZVAF4Vk/s320/DSC_1144_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274658457481275490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though he was not feeling very well, Jack hung in there and participated in all the activities of the weekend. The best part of the weekend was spending time with our cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNbgv92_dI/AAAAAAAABeI/BR-pGtCtmeQ/s1600-h/DSC_1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNbgv92_dI/AAAAAAAABeI/BR-pGtCtmeQ/s320/DSC_1134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274660206770847186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of fun things to do at Hephzibah like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Playing in the leaves (we only have one little tree at our house, so this was a first for the Moore kids)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNcFvxPsJI/AAAAAAAABeQ/PO0ndFSg1bg/s1600-h/DSC_1153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNcFvxPsJI/AAAAAAAABeQ/PO0ndFSg1bg/s320/DSC_1153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274660842373099666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Swimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNcqm4wSuI/AAAAAAAABeg/TWzVg8lSWUQ/s1600-h/DSC_1162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNcqm4wSuI/AAAAAAAABeg/TWzVg8lSWUQ/s320/DSC_1162.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274661475643837154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNcqKj18uI/AAAAAAAABeY/UBcleyzcsmk/s1600-h/DSC_1159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNcqKj18uI/AAAAAAAABeY/UBcleyzcsmk/s320/DSC_1159.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274661468039934690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Roasting weenies around a fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNerYNuTeI/AAAAAAAABew/PpH9qmUMiVk/s1600-h/DSC_1190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNerYNuTeI/AAAAAAAABew/PpH9qmUMiVk/s320/DSC_1190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274663687908380130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNerCccX-I/AAAAAAAABeo/ZtNQCfg2WqU/s1600-h/DSC_1185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNerCccX-I/AAAAAAAABeo/ZtNQCfg2WqU/s320/DSC_1185.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274663682064539618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Riding horses &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNfJh4GYTI/AAAAAAAABfI/kRnBpbbhpF0/s1600-h/DSC_1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNfJh4GYTI/AAAAAAAABfI/kRnBpbbhpF0/s320/DSC_1241.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274664205898113330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNfI9V650I/AAAAAAAABfA/bZD8bqDs_D0/s1600-h/DSC_1222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNfI9V650I/AAAAAAAABfA/bZD8bqDs_D0/s320/DSC_1222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274664196091078466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNfIXlslWI/AAAAAAAABe4/yMWgQYHfFZg/s1600-h/DSC_1198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNfIXlslWI/AAAAAAAABe4/yMWgQYHfFZg/s320/DSC_1198.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274664185956701538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for my family! I am truly blessed!!! I have a lot to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNf_uFjMGI/AAAAAAAABfY/eZNiMjMWLRA/s1600-h/DSC_1252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNf_uFjMGI/AAAAAAAABfY/eZNiMjMWLRA/s320/DSC_1252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274665136888688738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNf-xdllKI/AAAAAAAABfQ/5jndWt7fQns/s1600-h/DSC_1264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNf-xdllKI/AAAAAAAABfQ/5jndWt7fQns/s320/DSC_1264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274665120614945954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-3308024100507624122?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/3308024100507624122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=3308024100507624122' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/3308024100507624122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/3308024100507624122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/11/lot-to-be-thankful-for.html' title='A Lot To Be Thankful For'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/STNZ67WuaGI/AAAAAAAABeA/MmA5ZVAF4Vk/s72-c/DSC_1144_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-495692990242594490</id><published>2008-11-16T20:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:57:42.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Love Fall</title><content type='html'>Here are a few good reasons why I love fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SSDckqCgsNI/AAAAAAAABdM/O99t8WqTbWw/s1600-h/DSC_1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SSDckqCgsNI/AAAAAAAABdM/O99t8WqTbWw/s320/DSC_1049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269454086341701842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SSDclM5UIeI/AAAAAAAABdU/bmhnkPNNd_w/s1600-h/DSC_1062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SSDclM5UIeI/AAAAAAAABdU/bmhnkPNNd_w/s320/DSC_1062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269454095698371042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SSDcl0LBPSI/AAAAAAAABdk/id2mzf93sbc/s1600-h/DSC_1058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SSDcl0LBPSI/AAAAAAAABdk/id2mzf93sbc/s320/DSC_1058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269454106241613090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-495692990242594490?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/495692990242594490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=495692990242594490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/495692990242594490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/495692990242594490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-i-love-fall.html' title='Why I Love Fall'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SSDckqCgsNI/AAAAAAAABdM/O99t8WqTbWw/s72-c/DSC_1049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-2707777483390160768</id><published>2008-11-16T20:41:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:49:57.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellie's New Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SSDakFhYgvI/AAAAAAAABdE/kN_C2zJX59Q/s1600-h/DSC_1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SSDakFhYgvI/AAAAAAAABdE/kN_C2zJX59Q/s320/DSC_1030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269451877515821810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie has been begging Scott and I to let her cut her hair for about six months. So on Friday, I took Ellie to get her first real haircut. Though Scott had been objecting for some time, once the deed was done he agreed she looked very cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-2707777483390160768?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/2707777483390160768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=2707777483390160768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2707777483390160768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2707777483390160768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/11/ellies-haircut.html' title='Ellie&apos;s New Haircut'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SSDakFhYgvI/AAAAAAAABdE/kN_C2zJX59Q/s72-c/DSC_1030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-8005263105536813565</id><published>2008-11-16T20:20:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:40:33.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Is Here</title><content type='html'>The weather is finally starting to get a  little cooler here in Alabama. Luckily for us Ellie has located our winter hats and scarves (a basket not seen since we left Buffalo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SSDXu8ogqYI/AAAAAAAABc0/tt2wyWu3w8k/s1600-h/DSC_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SSDXu8ogqYI/AAAAAAAABc0/tt2wyWu3w8k/s320/DSC_1042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269448765573474690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fall winds have blown in a few visitors. Grandpa and Grandma Moore came to visit this weekend. When they come to visit they always bring their dog Max. Max and Jack are the very best of friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SSDYHjBJvKI/AAAAAAAABc8/9QQgjYoS-h0/s1600-h/DSC_1046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SSDYHjBJvKI/AAAAAAAABc8/9QQgjYoS-h0/s320/DSC_1046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269449188194237602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-8005263105536813565?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/8005263105536813565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=8005263105536813565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8005263105536813565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8005263105536813565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/11/fall-is-here.html' title='Fall Is Here'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SSDXu8ogqYI/AAAAAAAABc0/tt2wyWu3w8k/s72-c/DSC_1042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-1560684095618995272</id><published>2008-11-09T18:18:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T18:56:29.322-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Is Better Than One</title><content type='html'>I still remember sitting in the rocker reading my two month old baby girl a book. I remember this for two reasons...1) because we were suppose to take her to the zoo for the first time the next day and 2) because we never made it to the zoo. You see as I rocked her I had this fear...I feared that I was pregnant. I was sure that it was nothing. So the next morning when I went to get groceries I picked up a pregnancy test. I thought that I would just take the test, it would be negative, and we would have a wonderful day at the zoo. Well, that's not the ending to this story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SReFQRZ2oOI/AAAAAAAABcs/vQnnKREkZUY/s1600-h/DSC_1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SReFQRZ2oOI/AAAAAAAABcs/vQnnKREkZUY/s320/DSC_1013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266824803829326050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Jackson woke up calling for his sister, because she always goes to get him in the mornings. Ellie wasn't even awake yet but when she heard her brother she called back "I'm coming honey." As she sleepily stumbled into his room rubbing her eyes, she said "Here I am buddy." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SReD0Me21oI/AAAAAAAABcc/wO85APxMjoU/s1600-h/DSC_1008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SReD0Me21oI/AAAAAAAABcc/wO85APxMjoU/s320/DSC_1008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266823221960169090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks to her for so many things and she leads him with such love. Of course having a two and three year old lends itself to many fights in our household. People often ask me if I like having my kids close together and I don't even hesitate to answer with a YES!!! I feel blessed that they have someone to share lifes journey with. This was not our plan to have two children only eleven months apart, but I thank God that he knows more than I. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SReE5ZWww0I/AAAAAAAABck/BAYIgC4G8Pw/s1600-h/DSC_1017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SReE5ZWww0I/AAAAAAAABck/BAYIgC4G8Pw/s320/DSC_1017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266824410826851138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-1560684095618995272?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1560684095618995272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=1560684095618995272' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1560684095618995272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1560684095618995272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-still-remember-sitting-in-rocker.html' title='Two Is Better Than One'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SReFQRZ2oOI/AAAAAAAABcs/vQnnKREkZUY/s72-c/DSC_1013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-7148927453860189512</id><published>2008-10-31T22:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T22:10:31.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SQvIdgchSEI/AAAAAAAABcM/nh52n3VX0tw/s1600-h/DSC_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SQvIdgchSEI/AAAAAAAABcM/nh52n3VX0tw/s320/DSC_0891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263520998763874370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SQvId_lXSyI/AAAAAAAABcU/u8yMpMTh8LQ/s1600-h/DSC_0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SQvId_lXSyI/AAAAAAAABcU/u8yMpMTh8LQ/s320/DSC_0892.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263521007122467618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-7148927453860189512?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/7148927453860189512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=7148927453860189512' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/7148927453860189512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/7148927453860189512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SQvIdgchSEI/AAAAAAAABcM/nh52n3VX0tw/s72-c/DSC_0891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-1034263155741514363</id><published>2008-10-24T12:11:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T12:46:41.241-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy  6 Year Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Today I woke up to two little voices calling Mommy @ 7 AM. At 7:30 the exterminater came to spray our home and by 8 AM I was at Wal-mart getting groceries for the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday I woke up to the sound of the ocean around 9 AM. At noon we headed out of the beach front condo to get some seafood.   After lunch I sat at Starbucks reading a book before going to see a movie. What a Difference a week makes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SQIIjRJc-dI/AAAAAAAABb8/arO4IXPmIMc/s1600-h/DSC_0847_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SQIIjRJc-dI/AAAAAAAABb8/arO4IXPmIMc/s320/DSC_0847_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260776716713654738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend Scott and I went Gulf Shores to celebrate our anniversary. We really had a great time. It was nice to get to do some things just the two of us. We went to several great restrants and  ate a lot of great food. I read a book, Scott watched ESPN (not a change from his normal routine). We both slept in and relaxed. I even spent some time on the beach taking photographs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SQIF5dyGUtI/AAAAAAAABbk/f9x0YJfDjtg/s1600-h/DSC_0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SQIF5dyGUtI/AAAAAAAABbk/f9x0YJfDjtg/s320/DSC_0860.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260773799527600850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SQIF4jAN4tI/AAAAAAAABbU/lqIo52Cqi1Y/s1600-h/DSC_0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SQIF4jAN4tI/AAAAAAAABbU/lqIo52Cqi1Y/s320/DSC_0839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260773783749124818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to get away, but truth be told I love my life. Six years ago last Sunday Scott and I started our life together. Our life may not be perfect but I have never been happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SQII9Shb_8I/AAAAAAAABcE/QrGpF7dX1N8/s1600-h/DSC_0845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SQII9Shb_8I/AAAAAAAABcE/QrGpF7dX1N8/s320/DSC_0845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260777163759288258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-1034263155741514363?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1034263155741514363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=1034263155741514363' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1034263155741514363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1034263155741514363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-i-woke-up-to-two-little-voices.html' title='Happy  6 Year Anniversary'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SQIIjRJc-dI/AAAAAAAABb8/arO4IXPmIMc/s72-c/DSC_0847_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-2378566298747147628</id><published>2008-10-23T21:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:57:43.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Age Is Just A Number</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SQE2UvnAPcI/AAAAAAAABbM/EYWjSyVS9fg/s1600-h/DSC_0834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SQE2UvnAPcI/AAAAAAAABbM/EYWjSyVS9fg/s320/DSC_0834.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260545569750793666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so one week ago today Scott celebrated his 28 birthday. This is usually the part of the post where I talk about how much we love him and how blessed we are to have him as our Dad, husband and friend. However I will spare you there cheesey sentiment. I will at this time address the photo at the top of this post. Since Scott and I were leaving after work that evening to go to Gulf Shores for the weekend, the kids and I decided to wake Scott up that morning by singing Happy Birthday. We lit candles, placed them in the danish, Ellie carried the balloons to throw and Jack was in charge of the present. Just as I went to open the bedroom door I realized that Jack was no longer with us. I went back to the kitchen and found him sitting on the floor opening the gift.  Things only got worse from there. It was not until much later that I discovered the second birthday blunder. Rather than tell you my screw up, I'll just let you look at the picture and try to figure it out for yourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-2378566298747147628?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/2378566298747147628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=2378566298747147628' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2378566298747147628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2378566298747147628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/10/age-is-just-number.html' title='Age Is Just A Number'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SQE2UvnAPcI/AAAAAAAABbM/EYWjSyVS9fg/s72-c/DSC_0834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-4254666920147116215</id><published>2008-10-20T22:29:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:52:13.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty and the Firefighter</title><content type='html'>Each weekend I plan a fun activity for the kids. Two weekends ago Scott  arranged for us to go to the fire station and visit a friend who happened to be on duty that weekend. Jackson was so excited all week long, but when we got there he acted a "donkey" (the phrase I use when they are misbehaving). When I asked him why he was acting up he simply looked at me and said "hee haw". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1Ofl1K6nI/AAAAAAAABaA/tSgiqEXqjUc/s1600-h/DSC_0794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1Ofl1K6nI/AAAAAAAABaA/tSgiqEXqjUc/s320/DSC_0794.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259446244476643954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same weekend we took the kids to the Tuscaloosa Children's Theater performance of  "Beauty and the Beast". My friend Christy and her little girl Micah also went. The kids were great during the performance, but it never fails as soon as you tell Ellie that it is time to go home she starts crying. So there we stand in the front of the theater crying. While everyone is clapping, there are the Moore's wailing because it is time to go. Here's a picture of the kids outside of the Bama Theater after the crying had stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1RWeGcLaI/AAAAAAAABaY/o1zpFatJQJ0/s1600-h/DSC_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1RWeGcLaI/AAAAAAAABaY/o1zpFatJQJ0/s320/DSC_0815.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259449386317655458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-4254666920147116215?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/4254666920147116215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=4254666920147116215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4254666920147116215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4254666920147116215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/10/beauty-and-firefighter.html' title='Beauty and the Firefighter'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1Ofl1K6nI/AAAAAAAABaA/tSgiqEXqjUc/s72-c/DSC_0794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-2997194753211019470</id><published>2008-10-20T22:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:27:48.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Planes, Trains and Automobiles</title><content type='html'>Since Jackson's first screening of the movie "Cars" he was smitten. Recently however his love for cars has been extended to other forms for transportation as well, such as Thomas the Train and Firefighters (which is what Jackson calls fire trucks). Recently I have been photographing Jackson with some of his favorite modes of transportation. Maybe someday I will hang these photographs in his room.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1KqXyUN_I/AAAAAAAABZw/w1tBTEXy4fQ/s1600-h/DSC_0714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1KqXyUN_I/AAAAAAAABZw/w1tBTEXy4fQ/s320/DSC_0714.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259442031638624242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1LxI3MRmI/AAAAAAAABZ4/Iudm2yYGuSc/s1600-h/DSC_0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1LxI3MRmI/AAAAAAAABZ4/Iudm2yYGuSc/s320/DSC_0804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259443247403255394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-2997194753211019470?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/2997194753211019470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=2997194753211019470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2997194753211019470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2997194753211019470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/10/planes-trains-and-automobiles.html' title='Planes, Trains and Automobiles'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1KqXyUN_I/AAAAAAAABZw/w1tBTEXy4fQ/s72-c/DSC_0714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-4613051686621468931</id><published>2008-10-20T22:04:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:14:44.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pics From SWU Homecoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1IWOFbHPI/AAAAAAAABZg/0CihI9oRvXo/s1600-h/DSC_0704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1IWOFbHPI/AAAAAAAABZg/0CihI9oRvXo/s320/DSC_0704.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259439486413774066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1HvwiKxEI/AAAAAAAABZQ/NrQXA4lunPI/s1600-h/DSC_0690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1HvwiKxEI/AAAAAAAABZQ/NrQXA4lunPI/s320/DSC_0690.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259438825646244930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1HwdQf1NI/AAAAAAAABZY/q-wopxVT7No/s1600-h/DSC_0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1HwdQf1NI/AAAAAAAABZY/q-wopxVT7No/s320/DSC_0693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259438837651723474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1HMXH9eWI/AAAAAAAABZI/eQJQdUIw9Cc/s1600-h/DSC_0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1HMXH9eWI/AAAAAAAABZI/eQJQdUIw9Cc/s320/DSC_0685.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259438217530014050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the college roomies...well at least parts of us. I love these girls!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1I9RFBW9I/AAAAAAAABZo/Eb_n1jrEju8/s1600-h/DSC_0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1I9RFBW9I/AAAAAAAABZo/Eb_n1jrEju8/s320/DSC_0730.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259440157232290770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-4613051686621468931?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/4613051686621468931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=4613051686621468931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4613051686621468931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4613051686621468931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-pics-from-swu-homecoming.html' title='More Pics From SWU Homecoming'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SP1IWOFbHPI/AAAAAAAABZg/0CihI9oRvXo/s72-c/DSC_0704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-5190056755860231056</id><published>2008-09-28T20:33:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:19:38.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SWU Homecoming</title><content type='html'>This weekend was Souhtern Wesleyan University's Homecoming. So we packed the Rendezvous and headed to SC to visit with Bob and Gail and my roommates from college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie and Jack were so excited to see Aunt gail and Uncle Bob. They even told everyone at daycare where they were going. And of course when it was time to say goodbye Ellie was very upset. She has a very difficult time with goodbyes. She loves big and cries loud.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SOAy184MLeI/AAAAAAAABZA/-Axr9mDIxWs/s1600-h/DSC_0723_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SOAy184MLeI/AAAAAAAABZA/-Axr9mDIxWs/s320/DSC_0723_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251253067970260450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post more pictures from our weekend at SWU a little later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-5190056755860231056?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/5190056755860231056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=5190056755860231056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5190056755860231056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5190056755860231056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/09/swu-homecoming.html' title='SWU Homecoming'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SOAy184MLeI/AAAAAAAABZA/-Axr9mDIxWs/s72-c/DSC_0723_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-1836647461916243230</id><published>2008-09-22T21:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T21:36:00.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama's New Purse</title><content type='html'>So today my friend from work bought me a purse as a thank you for throwing her a house warming party. I wanted a big purse and as you can see that's exactly what I got. We joked that you could fit a small child into it. So I decided to try it. I love my new purse! Thanks Christy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNhUzCU-PYI/AAAAAAAABYw/32bM0nozqY8/s1600-h/DSC_0661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNhUzCU-PYI/AAAAAAAABYw/32bM0nozqY8/s320/DSC_0661.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249038601475210626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNhUzVT0_HI/AAAAAAAABY4/PeOjg50A8m4/s1600-h/DSC_0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNhUzVT0_HI/AAAAAAAABY4/PeOjg50A8m4/s320/DSC_0657.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249038606570683506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-1836647461916243230?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1836647461916243230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=1836647461916243230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1836647461916243230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1836647461916243230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/09/mamas-new-purse.html' title='Mama&apos;s New Purse'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNhUzCU-PYI/AAAAAAAABYw/32bM0nozqY8/s72-c/DSC_0661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-4916649555667695195</id><published>2008-09-22T20:47:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T06:41:57.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Ready For Some Football?</title><content type='html'>The theme of our weekend was football. We went to a Highschool Football game on Friday night and watched the Alabama Football game on Saturday afternoon with the FWC staff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNhLbgzG_cI/AAAAAAAABYg/MGAzuUV0X8o/s1600-h/DSC_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNhLbgzG_cI/AAAAAAAABYg/MGAzuUV0X8o/s320/DSC_0634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249028301733166530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNhLcnGLagI/AAAAAAAABYo/Y41NOVQSoFA/s1600-h/DSC_0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNhLcnGLagI/AAAAAAAABYo/Y41NOVQSoFA/s320/DSC_0641.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249028320603630082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those cute smiles hide a tragic secret. Since moving to AL three years ago, Scott has become addicted to football. Although he showed a few signs of sports addiction when we were first married (like the need to see every sports highlight before going to bed, turning sports center on as soon as he woke up, and staying up extrememly late and being extrememly exhausted all to watch a game or two or three), it has been within the last year that his behavior has become more concerning. Not only does he watch sports on TV, he has also engaged in some boardline illegal ways of entering the stadium to watch a game, he has his fantasy football league, he follows Albama recruiting very closley, spends hours discussing the games by phone, text or in conversation, and perhaps the moost disturbing one is the gambling (don't worry never for money). We have known for quite some time that Scott has an addiction. His addiction not only hurts him, but affects our whole family. Please help us save our Scott from football. We want our Dad back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-4916649555667695195?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/4916649555667695195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=4916649555667695195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4916649555667695195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4916649555667695195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/09/are-you-ready-for-some-football.html' title='Are You Ready For Some Football?'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNhLbgzG_cI/AAAAAAAABYg/MGAzuUV0X8o/s72-c/DSC_0634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-2976024003662146287</id><published>2008-09-17T07:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:19:59.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember This?</title><content type='html'>In my last post I made mention of a haircut that I once gave Ellie right before her one year old portraits. I thought you all would like to see a picture of this haircut. In fact, let's compare the two looks. (And yes this is the same haircut that Lloyd from "Dumm and Dummer" had)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SND0yuzTCnI/AAAAAAAABYM/ftBmZ83rXRA/s1600-h/DSCF2675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SND0yuzTCnI/AAAAAAAABYM/ftBmZ83rXRA/s320/DSCF2675.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246962718280452722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SND1hBqwKpI/AAAAAAAABYU/UjoXtReLj0k/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SND1hBqwKpI/AAAAAAAABYU/UjoXtReLj0k/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246963513618868882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-2976024003662146287?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/2976024003662146287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=2976024003662146287' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2976024003662146287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2976024003662146287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/09/remember-this.html' title='Remember This?'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SND0yuzTCnI/AAAAAAAABYM/ftBmZ83rXRA/s72-c/DSCF2675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-859511561025235929</id><published>2008-09-16T20:52:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:15:52.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember Us...</title><content type='html'>It's me Ellie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNBjOXygt9I/AAAAAAAABWk/NR23VF9wUHg/s1600-h/DSC_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNBjOXygt9I/AAAAAAAABWk/NR23VF9wUHg/s320/DSC_0288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246802664441821138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me Jack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNBjOorsL0I/AAAAAAAABWs/goyqVzKSpUE/s1600-h/DSC_0508_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNBjOorsL0I/AAAAAAAABWs/goyqVzKSpUE/s320/DSC_0508_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246802668976615234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we know it's been a while since our Mommy last updated our blog. There are a lot of reasons why she hasn't has time. Besides the normal things like working full time and balancing church activities, we have been dealing with a wide array of illness, Mama has been planning a house warming party for a friend, helping a girl at work with her wedding and taking a photography class a couple nights a week. here are a few more reasons...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1.  I started dance classes &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNBkjQyVd8I/AAAAAAAABW0/Ap7O4m-wsSU/s1600-h/DSC_0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNBkjQyVd8I/AAAAAAAABW0/Ap7O4m-wsSU/s320/DSC_0439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246804122850916290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Mama and Dada took us to the zoo. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNBmDcGwWDI/AAAAAAAABW8/MYJrEEVCuAw/s1600-h/DSC_0350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNBmDcGwWDI/AAAAAAAABW8/MYJrEEVCuAw/s320/DSC_0350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246805775156795442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  We went to the lake and rode jet skis for the very first time ever, &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNBpBc1WhMI/AAAAAAAABXU/xQbr1qlaJuE/s1600-h/DSC_0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNBpBc1WhMI/AAAAAAAABXU/xQbr1qlaJuE/s320/DSC_0518.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246809039527380162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNBpBoDupsI/AAAAAAAABXc/NvrJEgy24Bw/s1600-h/DSC_0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNBpBoDupsI/AAAAAAAABXc/NvrJEgy24Bw/s320/DSC_0541.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246809042540472002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  We've taken up puppet making as a hobby.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNBqa-HzvoI/AAAAAAAABXs/uhtQBe2DDw8/s1600-h/DSC_0245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNBqa-HzvoI/AAAAAAAABXs/uhtQBe2DDw8/s320/DSC_0245.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246810577471520386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNBqaoA3heI/AAAAAAAABXk/gpN-eygrDV0/s1600-h/DSC_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNBqaoA3heI/AAAAAAAABXk/gpN-eygrDV0/s320/DSC_0235.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246810571536827874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am currently juggeling two jobs as a ballerina princess and a fashion counsultant. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNB0H6a9OvI/AAAAAAAABX8/G_e4m2mxKP4/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNB0H6a9OvI/AAAAAAAABX8/G_e4m2mxKP4/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246821245176855282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I've been working out - alot (check out my muscels and my haircut. My sister once had a haircut very similar).  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNB0wssAb_I/AAAAAAAABYE/z4nHCGAdGrc/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNB0wssAb_I/AAAAAAAABYE/z4nHCGAdGrc/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246821945864908786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you can see we have been having a lot of fun, but staying very busy. Please don't blame our Mama. She is doing the best she can balancing our very hectic schedule.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-859511561025235929?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/859511561025235929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=859511561025235929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/859511561025235929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/859511561025235929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/09/remember-us.html' title='Remember Us...'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SNBjOXygt9I/AAAAAAAABWk/NR23VF9wUHg/s72-c/DSC_0288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-2922982525748999904</id><published>2008-08-17T20:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T20:52:31.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SKjSI53iRdI/AAAAAAAABWc/Jp-vjdFrK7c/s1600-h/DSCF3504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SKjSI53iRdI/AAAAAAAABWc/Jp-vjdFrK7c/s320/DSCF3504.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235665617232741842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guessed Ellie you're wrong. And if you guesssed Jack you're only partially right. We'll let you in on a little family secret. Jackson - a strong willed two year old is the secret identity for Spiderman. Yes it's shocking, but true. Actually, it's not even a secret anymore. When asked who he is or what his name is Jackson responds "Spiderman". (I really should post a video of him saying this because that is what makes the whole thing so funny.) Since Jackson has never seen a single episode of spiderman and we can not figure out where he saw or heard of spiderman, other than the fact that Jackson must indeed really be the real spiderman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just in case you are wondering why Lightning Mcqueen is always in every picture with Jackson, it's because Lightning is Jackson Super Hero sidekick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-2922982525748999904?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/2922982525748999904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=2922982525748999904' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2922982525748999904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2922982525748999904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/08/guess-who.html' title='Guess Who?'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SKjSI53iRdI/AAAAAAAABWc/Jp-vjdFrK7c/s72-c/DSCF3504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-547766871105867256</id><published>2008-08-10T20:51:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T05:19:51.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping Out</title><content type='html'>Ok, so with the absence of diapers it has become abundantly clear that my kids are growing up way to fast. I could mourn the loss of the "baby phase", but truth be told Scott and I are enjoying our new found independence. We are embracing the fact that they are growing up and have decided that it is time for them to start pullling their weight around the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend the kids vacumed the couches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SKAQTiCLaQI/AAAAAAAABWM/XpYCuJ5E0EQ/s1600-h/DSCF3610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SKAQTiCLaQI/AAAAAAAABWM/XpYCuJ5E0EQ/s320/DSCF3610.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233200694744017154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SKAQUH58hTI/AAAAAAAABWU/wVyuw4NDoBE/s1600-h/DSCF3612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SKAQUH58hTI/AAAAAAAABWU/wVyuw4NDoBE/s320/DSCF3612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233200704910034226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie dried my hair for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SKAO7a_pxcI/AAAAAAAABV8/qQL8H2pX_ME/s1600-h/DSCF3614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SKAO7a_pxcI/AAAAAAAABV8/qQL8H2pX_ME/s320/DSCF3614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233199181025887682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ellie tucked Jackson in at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SKAP712uBpI/AAAAAAAABWE/bCdADRqHatc/s1600-h/DSCF3621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SKAP712uBpI/AAAAAAAABWE/bCdADRqHatc/s320/DSCF3621.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233200287747802770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry though this weekend wasn't all work and no play. We still managed to squeeze in some fun family time at the pool and the lake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-547766871105867256?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/547766871105867256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=547766871105867256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/547766871105867256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/547766871105867256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok-so-with-absence-of-diapers-it-has.html' title='Helping Out'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SKAQTiCLaQI/AAAAAAAABWM/XpYCuJ5E0EQ/s72-c/DSCF3610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-5867855726097589830</id><published>2008-08-05T06:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T06:36:47.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To School</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Ellie and Jack's first day back in daycare after being home for the summer. I was anticipating tears when Scott dropped them off, but the only tears present where mine. I was so anxious about them starting back, but they both had a wonderful day. They have the best teachers (I made sure of that) and a lot of their friends from last year are in their classes again this year. Well, it's time to get them up and ready for day two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie and Miss Katherine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SJg5nrAFrKI/AAAAAAAABVs/D9QVbBGADQg/s1600-h/DSCF3566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SJg5nrAFrKI/AAAAAAAABVs/D9QVbBGADQg/s320/DSCF3566.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230994320911608994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson and Miss Bonnie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SJg5ny9lRiI/AAAAAAAABV0/2XBsBKI-_7s/s1600-h/DSCF3568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SJg5ny9lRiI/AAAAAAAABV0/2XBsBKI-_7s/s320/DSCF3568.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230994323048580642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-5867855726097589830?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/5867855726097589830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=5867855726097589830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5867855726097589830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5867855726097589830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back To School'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SJg5nrAFrKI/AAAAAAAABVs/D9QVbBGADQg/s72-c/DSCF3566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-1535123180045638033</id><published>2008-07-30T22:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T22:08:47.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Diapers</title><content type='html'>Well, it's official, all the Moore's are now potty trained.  Jackson is the newest inductee into the potty hall of fame. Congratulations to Jackson on this great accomplishment. He has been accident and diaper free for a little over two weeks. He has even worn his big boy underpants (no pullups) out to eat, to the mall, to wal-mart and even to AL Adventure. YEAH Jackson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SJEspZBgSAI/AAAAAAAABVk/PQXDa3kAdbw/s1600-h/DSCF3523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SJEspZBgSAI/AAAAAAAABVk/PQXDa3kAdbw/s320/DSCF3523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229009731957311490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-1535123180045638033?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1535123180045638033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=1535123180045638033' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1535123180045638033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1535123180045638033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-more-diapers.html' title='No More Diapers'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SJEspZBgSAI/AAAAAAAABVk/PQXDa3kAdbw/s72-c/DSCF3523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-5885653311200486867</id><published>2008-07-30T21:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T22:00:43.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nana</title><content type='html'>The month of July has been jammed pack full of excitement. Now I didn't say everuthing that has happened this month has been positive, but nevertheless even the not so positive things have added to the excitement. Over all though we have had some really wonderful things happen over the past month and one of those things was having my Mom here in AL with us. The worst part about the whole thing was when she left us on Sunday. I have never seen my little girl so upset. She truly loves her Nana. Thanks Mom for everything you did for us this summer. We love you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SJEqRMK0OGI/AAAAAAAABVc/zMr_2n9ueR4/s1600-h/DSCF3537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SJEqRMK0OGI/AAAAAAAABVc/zMr_2n9ueR4/s320/DSCF3537.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229007117166590050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-5885653311200486867?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/5885653311200486867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=5885653311200486867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5885653311200486867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5885653311200486867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/07/nana.html' title='Nana'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SJEqRMK0OGI/AAAAAAAABVc/zMr_2n9ueR4/s72-c/DSCF3537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-8646683018512301263</id><published>2008-07-06T08:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T08:32:58.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Thing</title><content type='html'>There's one more thing we did on vacation - we went to visit Uncle Derrick and Aunt Ashleigh and go down the water slide. I knew Scott would be upset if I didn't post these pics because he thinks he looks and I quote "ripped". Ellie went down once and that was the end of that. But Jackson my little adreneline junkie went down at least twenty times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHDHk1sjwhI/AAAAAAAABVI/ec1fYZ5BXTA/s1600-h/scott1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHDHk1sjwhI/AAAAAAAABVI/ec1fYZ5BXTA/s320/scott1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219891403825594898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHDJXV5b4HI/AAAAAAAABVQ/QYId0OAoNiE/s1600-h/scott.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHDJXV5b4HI/AAAAAAAABVQ/QYId0OAoNiE/s320/scott.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219893370974625906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-8646683018512301263?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/8646683018512301263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=8646683018512301263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8646683018512301263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8646683018512301263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-more-thing.html' title='One More Thing'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHDHk1sjwhI/AAAAAAAABVI/ec1fYZ5BXTA/s72-c/scott1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-1832515074541893317</id><published>2008-07-05T20:57:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T08:14:13.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What We Did On Vacation</title><content type='html'>This is a long post - I told you I took a lot of pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAneAiHgvI/AAAAAAAABTQ/Ema06PezBZA/s1600-h/DSCF3465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAneAiHgvI/AAAAAAAABTQ/Ema06PezBZA/s320/DSCF3465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219715364615062258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our vacation we spent a lot of time enjoying the beach. Jackson loved the ocean. He ran right in. It was a good thing he liked the water so much, because he hated the sand. That boy hates to be dirty. Everytime he would get sand on his hand you would hear him scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAoznu0PrI/AAAAAAAABTY/kcF17K0sdYY/s1600-h/DSCF3150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAoznu0PrI/AAAAAAAABTY/kcF17K0sdYY/s320/DSCF3150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219716835426188978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAsLdyiZRI/AAAAAAAABTw/a0HZ1v9hgto/s1600-h/DSCF3177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAsLdyiZRI/AAAAAAAABTw/a0HZ1v9hgto/s320/DSCF3177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219720543609185554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie spent her time on the beach playing in the sand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAqDwgRQ9I/AAAAAAAABTg/13N78dwWy-s/s1600-h/DSCF3238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAqDwgRQ9I/AAAAAAAABTg/13N78dwWy-s/s320/DSCF3238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219718212170630098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until day 4 that Ellie finally built up the courage to get into the ocean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAqkiNjlbI/AAAAAAAABTo/vQSBuFmBsAk/s1600-h/DSCF3249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAqkiNjlbI/AAAAAAAABTo/vQSBuFmBsAk/s320/DSCF3249.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219718775269725618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also spent a lot of time at he pool. My Mom bought the kids small knee boards and they loved playing with them in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAs-tW30BI/AAAAAAAABT4/9HGSv7Fxloo/s1600-h/DSCF3345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAs-tW30BI/AAAAAAAABT4/9HGSv7Fxloo/s320/DSCF3345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219721423961444370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack jumped right in, but like the ocean it took Ellie most of the week before she would jump in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAt-IgK12I/AAAAAAAABUA/dSeQLzWwf5M/s1600-h/DSCF3356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAt-IgK12I/AAAAAAAABUA/dSeQLzWwf5M/s320/DSCF3356.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219722513579956066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAt-ZZnTOI/AAAAAAAABUI/jy-YGNXeaL0/s1600-h/DSCF3372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAt-ZZnTOI/AAAAAAAABUI/jy-YGNXeaL0/s320/DSCF3372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219722518115863778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning Jackson would have a melt down, which usually ended with him falling asleep on his Dad's chest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAvSIkSWOI/AAAAAAAABUQ/qjuBVB9SwuE/s1600-h/DSCF3251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAvSIkSWOI/AAAAAAAABUQ/qjuBVB9SwuE/s320/DSCF3251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219723956706236642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Ellie had her moments, she would have stayed st the pool until she fell asleep swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAv057WYpI/AAAAAAAABUY/XX9lSzKXHkE/s1600-h/DSCF3366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAv057WYpI/AAAAAAAABUY/XX9lSzKXHkE/s320/DSCF3366.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219724554071859858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Myrtle Beach aquarium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAwhW-eUNI/AAAAAAAABUg/ob-fANnCJA4/s1600-h/DSCF3260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAwhW-eUNI/AAAAAAAABUg/ob-fANnCJA4/s320/DSCF3260.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219725317783834834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAwh1kOg4I/AAAAAAAABUo/sDTenAtjUa0/s1600-h/DSCF3297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAwh1kOg4I/AAAAAAAABUo/sDTenAtjUa0/s320/DSCF3297.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219725325995246466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAzbsu8KfI/AAAAAAAABUw/9bD1G0zqKMU/s1600-h/DSCF3388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAzbsu8KfI/AAAAAAAABUw/9bD1G0zqKMU/s320/DSCF3388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219728519079930354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAzb-4wRMI/AAAAAAAABU4/jsOCRcv4NDw/s1600-h/DSCF3392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAzb-4wRMI/AAAAAAAABU4/jsOCRcv4NDw/s320/DSCF3392.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219728523952932034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a lot of time with our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHA0f2_1xtI/AAAAAAAABVA/_UJUyklHWRw/s1600-h/DSCF3462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHA0f2_1xtI/AAAAAAAABVA/_UJUyklHWRw/s320/DSCF3462.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219729690066274002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time on our family vacation!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-1832515074541893317?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1832515074541893317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=1832515074541893317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1832515074541893317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1832515074541893317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-we-did-on-vacation.html' title='What We Did On Vacation'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SHAneAiHgvI/AAAAAAAABTQ/Ema06PezBZA/s72-c/DSCF3465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-9041177367247454493</id><published>2008-07-05T07:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T08:13:30.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Crazy, Busy Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SG9t2-gOAEI/AAAAAAAABTI/xDaCViPLp9A/s1600-h/078_788x10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SG9t2-gOAEI/AAAAAAAABTI/xDaCViPLp9A/s320/078_788x10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219511284404191298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I have been receiving comments informing me that my last blog post was on June 8. And though I am well aware of this, I am however unaware as to where the summer has gone. I can not believe that it is already July!!! It has been one crazy, busy summer!!! This past week is a perfect example of the chaos that has been summer. Last Saturday we came home from vacation, painted Ellie and Jack's rooms by Tuesday, my washer broke and was replaced, had my wisdom teeth removed on Wednesday, and threw a 4th of July party. Scott leaves Monday for Youth Camp, but Nana is here for the month of July to help. Hopefully later today I will have a chance to post some vacation pics - I took a lot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-9041177367247454493?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/9041177367247454493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=9041177367247454493' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/9041177367247454493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/9041177367247454493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-crazy-busy-summer.html' title='One Crazy, Busy Summer'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SG9t2-gOAEI/AAAAAAAABTI/xDaCViPLp9A/s72-c/078_788x10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-4948485044378960179</id><published>2008-06-08T22:51:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T23:32:33.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Day</title><content type='html'>This week Scott was at wedding out of town. And just like every other time he goes out of town someone got sick. This time it was Ellie. On Wednesday evening, I woke up to Ellie sitting over me in the bed. She started to say "Mommy, I don't..." and I think she was going to say I don't feel good, but she was unable to finish her sentence before she threw up all over my face. Nice I know, but fortunately I have some wonderful friends who kept her for me on Thurs., so I could go to work.  I volunteered at VBS, and there were a few other minor inconviences which added to the stress of the week. So when Friday came, I decided that the kids and I needed a fun day. So we packed a cooler and some beach toys and spent the afternoon at the lake. They had a wonderful time swimming and playing in the sand. After a few hours we headed home to get ready for VBS Family Night. The gym was filled with blowup games and the kids loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEytZRqQqKI/AAAAAAAABSg/yuodJXWJRfM/s1600-h/DSCF1558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEytZRqQqKI/AAAAAAAABSg/yuodJXWJRfM/s320/DSCF1558.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209729518709811362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson is such a little dare devil. This picture is not very good, but it shows that my little guy will try anything-no matter how big. The amazing thing is how he climbed up there by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEytaK0JzNI/AAAAAAAABSo/Lobe-4gRhGs/s1600-h/DSCF1575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEytaK0JzNI/AAAAAAAABSo/Lobe-4gRhGs/s320/DSCF1575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209729534052125906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was home again for movie night. After watching "Aristocats" we settled in for the night (yes, all three of us slept on the areo bed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEytplYOdII/AAAAAAAABSw/HS5Y8KHyLr4/s1600-h/DSCF1583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEytplYOdII/AAAAAAAABSw/HS5Y8KHyLr4/s320/DSCF1583.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209729798880785538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's home now, but the fun continues. Tonight we went to the Walker's house for a pool party. My kids love the water. And I love watching them swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEyuMYPr9vI/AAAAAAAABS4/kHOVEONTYZc/s1600-h/DSCF3102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEyuMYPr9vI/AAAAAAAABS4/kHOVEONTYZc/s320/DSCF3102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209730396650731250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie is very good at making friends. I am very proud of the way she readily accepts new people. Here she is in the pool playing with her "new friend".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEyuM8wLCGI/AAAAAAAABTA/cri44qeHIQE/s1600-h/DSCF3104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEyuM8wLCGI/AAAAAAAABTA/cri44qeHIQE/s320/DSCF3104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209730406450661474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-4948485044378960179?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/4948485044378960179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=4948485044378960179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4948485044378960179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4948485044378960179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-day.html' title='Fun Day'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEytZRqQqKI/AAAAAAAABSg/yuodJXWJRfM/s72-c/DSCF1558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-5916746681038268276</id><published>2008-06-01T20:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T21:15:56.824-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dump Truck Ballet</title><content type='html'>The Dump Truck Ballet premiered this afternoon in our backyard&lt;br /&gt;Starring Ellie Maron as the Princess Ballerina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SENVxCvKlBI/AAAAAAAABSM/vpafLyx-6Bg/s1600-h/DSCF1537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SENVxCvKlBI/AAAAAAAABSM/vpafLyx-6Bg/s320/DSCF1537.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207099895207072786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starring Jackson Scott as the Dump Truck Dare Devil Driver (all truckers can use a drink every now and then)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SENXFyvKlCI/AAAAAAAABSU/-19j_973iEE/s1600-h/DSCF1539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SENXFyvKlCI/AAAAAAAABSU/-19j_973iEE/s320/DSCF1539.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207101351200986146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this picture pretty much sums up most interactions between Ellie and Jack.  Ellie dances around while Jack, with a large toy truck, being operated wrecklessly, runs around her aggervating her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SENUYSvKlAI/AAAAAAAABSE/aoi3wiyNEhg/s1600-h/DSCF1543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SENUYSvKlAI/AAAAAAAABSE/aoi3wiyNEhg/s320/DSCF1543.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207098370493682690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-5916746681038268276?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/5916746681038268276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=5916746681038268276' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5916746681038268276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5916746681038268276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/06/dump-truck-ballet.html' title='Dump Truck Ballet'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SENVxCvKlBI/AAAAAAAABSM/vpafLyx-6Bg/s72-c/DSCF1537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-7217270824788989308</id><published>2008-05-30T22:34:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T23:13:41.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Week In Review</title><content type='html'>This week was jam packed full of non stop fun. Wednesday night was the annual church picnic. Ellie had so much fun running around playing. The only picture I was able to capture was at the end of the night after she had slowed down a bit. Ellie loves Micah. Micah is the daughter of one of the girls I work with. Three girls from my work and their families came with us to the picnic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDLsCvKkzI/AAAAAAAABQc/psC8jA-ELEM/s1600-h/DSCF1393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDLsCvKkzI/AAAAAAAABQc/psC8jA-ELEM/s320/DSCF1393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206385126749672242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson spent most of the night cuddled up to Aunt Gail and Uncle Bob. He especially loved playing horsey with Aunt Gail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDMIivKk0I/AAAAAAAABQk/Q9ACmERYwvs/s1600-h/DSCF1395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDMIivKk0I/AAAAAAAABQk/Q9ACmERYwvs/s320/DSCF1395.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206385616375944002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was Ms. Bonnie's last week as Ellie's teacher. We will truly miss her. She is a wonderful teacher a beautiful person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDMUCvKk1I/AAAAAAAABQs/o3i8u2CzczY/s1600-h/DSCF1391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDMUCvKk1I/AAAAAAAABQs/o3i8u2CzczY/s320/DSCF1391.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206385813944439634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is  Jackson's teach Ms Crystal. If you ask Jackson who he loves, he always says "Ms Crystal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDMeivKk2I/AAAAAAAABQ0/UEQaKdKdVHE/s1600-h/DSCF1381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDMeivKk2I/AAAAAAAABQ0/UEQaKdKdVHE/s320/DSCF1381.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206385994333066082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was crazy hair day at school. Ellie was very excited for this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDOeSvKk5I/AAAAAAAABRM/l38zznQJK9w/s1600-h/DSCF1405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDOeSvKk5I/AAAAAAAABRM/l38zznQJK9w/s320/DSCF1405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206388189061354386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After picking the kids up from school we went to hang by the pool with a bunch of gypsies. Well actually it was Bob and Gail, but I do think that they have turned into gypsies. The kids love swimming It is diferent being able to put their rings on them and let them float around by themselves. Talk about freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDO1ivKk6I/AAAAAAAABRU/V3kPyAoWKmA/s1600-h/DSCF1414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDO1ivKk6I/AAAAAAAABRU/V3kPyAoWKmA/s320/DSCF1414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206388588493312930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDPUSvKk9I/AAAAAAAABRs/Q3ti6Vx08rQ/s1600-h/DSCF1465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDPUSvKk9I/AAAAAAAABRs/Q3ti6Vx08rQ/s320/DSCF1465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206389116774290386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDPUivKk-I/AAAAAAAABR0/tiOAzUFhpTc/s1600-h/DSCF1468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDPUivKk-I/AAAAAAAABR0/tiOAzUFhpTc/s320/DSCF1468.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206389121069257698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson was so brave. He jumped right in. Most of the time his head would go under but he didn't seem to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDPTyvKk7I/AAAAAAAABRc/UpX8OP8b7TU/s1600-h/DSCF1437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDPTyvKk7I/AAAAAAAABRc/UpX8OP8b7TU/s320/DSCF1437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206389108184355762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDPUCvKk8I/AAAAAAAABRk/x2w4z8Vyi5g/s1600-h/DSCF1456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDPUCvKk8I/AAAAAAAABRk/x2w4z8Vyi5g/s320/DSCF1456.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206389112479323074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-7217270824788989308?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/7217270824788989308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=7217270824788989308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/7217270824788989308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/7217270824788989308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/05/week-in-review.html' title='Week In Review'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SEDLsCvKkzI/AAAAAAAABQc/psC8jA-ELEM/s72-c/DSCF1393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-9123329393335729589</id><published>2008-05-26T21:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:11:11.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>This has been an extremely busy week for the Moore's (well, at least for me). Our memorial Day wekend started on Thursady with Scott having his wisdom teeth removed. The patient was finally starting to feel better yesterday afternoon, so we took the kids swimming. Later that evening we got a babysitter (well actually two babysitters) and went to the movies. Today our day began before 6AM and by 12:30 we were at the lake. We stayed until 4PM. This evening we had some friends and the one family member still remianing in Tuscaloosa over for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SDt2rivKkxI/AAAAAAAABQM/ZNcSGFhPF5A/s1600-h/DSCF1368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SDt2rivKkxI/AAAAAAAABQM/ZNcSGFhPF5A/s320/DSCF1368.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204884284787823378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ellie and Jackson were both very excited to go on the boat today. They had a little difficulty getting use to the life jackets. When we first put Ellie's on she said, and I quote "I don't like it. It hurts my breasts". Yes my three year old said breasts. Jackson loved watching everyone wakeboard. When they would jump or flip he would squeal and yell "you did it". We didn't get any pictures of Ellie enjoying her time on the boat, because the sweet thing slept for a large portion of he boat ride. They both really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SDt2sCvKkyI/AAAAAAAABQU/9_DmnD8Fiwo/s1600-h/DSCF1380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SDt2sCvKkyI/AAAAAAAABQU/9_DmnD8Fiwo/s320/DSCF1380.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204884293377757986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-9123329393335729589?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/9123329393335729589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=9123329393335729589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/9123329393335729589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/9123329393335729589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SDt2rivKkxI/AAAAAAAABQM/ZNcSGFhPF5A/s72-c/DSCF1368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-1590224846037854333</id><published>2008-05-18T22:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T22:16:16.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sad Goodbye</title><content type='html'>Today was a sad day for me. I am so sick of crying. On Tuesday Gail and Bob leave for SC. Tonight was their going away party. It has been such a wonderful blesing getting to know them over the last three years. They will be dearly missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SDDvXkPwYtI/AAAAAAAABPU/r0boPNy3U9k/s1600-h/DSCF1159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SDDvXkPwYtI/AAAAAAAABPU/r0boPNy3U9k/s320/DSCF1159.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201920757758714578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott and I played a small part in the program tonight and this afternoon. Ellie and Jack wanted to try on one of our wigs. Jack enjoyed wearing the afro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SDDwQ0PwYuI/AAAAAAAABPc/BGH3N_t_Geg/s1600-h/DSCF1171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SDDwQ0PwYuI/AAAAAAAABPc/BGH3N_t_Geg/s320/DSCF1171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201921741306225378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie thought it tickeled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SDDw0kPwYvI/AAAAAAAABPk/CNqPl9e73Eg/s1600-h/DSCF1173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SDDw0kPwYvI/AAAAAAAABPk/CNqPl9e73Eg/s320/DSCF1173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201922355486548722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-1590224846037854333?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1590224846037854333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=1590224846037854333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1590224846037854333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1590224846037854333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/05/sad-goodbye.html' title='A Sad Goodbye'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SDDvXkPwYtI/AAAAAAAABPU/r0boPNy3U9k/s72-c/DSCF1159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-7477882044597225189</id><published>2008-05-18T21:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T22:17:54.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ATL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SDDtskPwYsI/AAAAAAAABPM/VO9pKW1tI8k/s1600-h/DSCF1135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SDDtskPwYsI/AAAAAAAABPM/VO9pKW1tI8k/s320/DSCF1135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201918919512711874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday afternon Scott and I headed to ATL to watch the Braves play a little baseball. Well, I think it would be more appropriate to say that we headed to ATL to eat a few hotdogs, some popcorn, peanuts, and all the cherry limeaids we could handle. Scott ate so much that he threw up on the bus ride home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-7477882044597225189?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/7477882044597225189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=7477882044597225189' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/7477882044597225189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/7477882044597225189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/05/atl.html' title='ATL'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SDDtskPwYsI/AAAAAAAABPM/VO9pKW1tI8k/s72-c/DSCF1135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-1112594229500760221</id><published>2008-05-13T21:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T21:35:39.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bully</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SCpMfEPwYrI/AAAAAAAABPE/Smf43u-iOyU/s1600-h/DSCF1105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SCpMfEPwYrI/AAAAAAAABPE/Smf43u-iOyU/s320/DSCF1105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200052816352142002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Jackson's teacher said that he had a bad day. He had to sit in time out for being a bully. I found out this evening what a little trouble maker he is. His teacher told us that today when John Wesley's mom came to pick him up Jackson ran over to her saying "my John Wesley's Mom." To which John Wesley replied "my Mom." Jackson shot back with "my John Wesley's Mom." What a little tease! He makes me laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-1112594229500760221?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1112594229500760221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=1112594229500760221' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1112594229500760221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1112594229500760221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/05/bully.html' title='The Bully'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SCpMfEPwYrI/AAAAAAAABPE/Smf43u-iOyU/s72-c/DSCF1105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-4412918284760761518</id><published>2008-05-12T20:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T20:46:57.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SCjycEPwYqI/AAAAAAAABO8/btpsxl5BeCU/s1600-h/DSCF1119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SCjycEPwYqI/AAAAAAAABO8/btpsxl5BeCU/s320/DSCF1119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199672333789323938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Mother's Day this year I got a new camera!!! Consider it a gift for all of us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-4412918284760761518?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/4412918284760761518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=4412918284760761518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4412918284760761518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4412918284760761518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day-2008.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day 2008'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SCjycEPwYqI/AAAAAAAABO8/btpsxl5BeCU/s72-c/DSCF1119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-8632344429163774613</id><published>2008-05-11T13:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T14:28:13.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Ellie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SCdDb0PwYpI/AAAAAAAABO0/S6VpXNQbCRc/s1600-h/DSCF8506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SCdDb0PwYpI/AAAAAAAABO0/S6VpXNQbCRc/s320/DSCF8506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199198439982785170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of Friday, I no longer have two two year olds. That's right, my little girl turned three last week. My little princess is beautiful, smart, independent, sensitive, and very particular. Makeup, shoes, purses, princesses, and dancing are her favorite things. She remembers and repeats everything she sees and hears. Her vocabulary is advanced for her age and I love being able to talk to her. The things she says can amaze me and make me laugh. Our biggest challenge with her right now is that Ellie like to be in controll. She likes to be the "leader". When I look into those big chocolate eyes I see myself. So much of her strong personality traits are those of my own. I know that this will lead to many power struggles, but I pray that I will have the patience to help this little girl grow up in the ways of the Lord. As she grows, I know that she will provide our family with many wonderful memories. I love her so much and can't wait to see the woman she will become.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-8632344429163774613?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/8632344429163774613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=8632344429163774613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8632344429163774613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8632344429163774613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/05/princess-ellie.html' title='Princess Ellie'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SCdDb0PwYpI/AAAAAAAABO0/S6VpXNQbCRc/s72-c/DSCF8506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-3591480629902034486</id><published>2008-04-30T21:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T22:09:39.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Man</title><content type='html'>Psalms 127:3    Sons are a heritage from the Lord, children a reward from Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SBkr9MH7ueI/AAAAAAAABOs/9MKmrZistQY/s1600-h/DSCF8439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SBkr9MH7ueI/AAAAAAAABOs/9MKmrZistQY/s320/DSCF8439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195231975375092194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe that one week ago today my little buddy turned two. I am just amazed by this little boy. My loving boy is quick to show his affections. At dinner he melts my heart when he reaches his hand out to grasp mine and then gently kisses it. He loves his cars and red rocket too. Ok maybe obsessed is a more appropriate verb. Every night before going to bed he must kiss most of his toys night night. He loves to be held and when not being held he has to have a hand to hold. He is such a funnny boy. He is so difficult to discipline because he's such a deadly combination of cute and funny. What an artistic little guy. He loves to draw and concentrates very hard on what he is doing. Food has always been his first love. Jack likes most foods with the exception of pizza. Applesauce and carrots are a few of his favorites.  Jack loves to watch movies especially "Cars" and "Little Einsteins". He truly is an adorable little boy. recently when I look at him I realize that my baby is gone, but each morning when I go into his room I am excited to see what new thing he will learn or what antic he wil come up with. My heart is full of joy and love because of this little boy. I am so thankful for the blessing of this little boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-3591480629902034486?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/3591480629902034486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=3591480629902034486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/3591480629902034486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/3591480629902034486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-hard-to-believe-that-one-week-ago.html' title='Little Man'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SBkr9MH7ueI/AAAAAAAABOs/9MKmrZistQY/s72-c/DSCF8439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-2434284726222126326</id><published>2008-04-27T22:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:12:50.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad News</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I have some really bad news. You may have been wondering why it has been so long since there has been a new entry on our blog. Well the bad news is that my camera is broken. I was able to tape it up and get it to work just long enough for the kids party on Sat. and to download the pictures tonight. We will be getting a new camera - SOON!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-2434284726222126326?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/2434284726222126326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=2434284726222126326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2434284726222126326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2434284726222126326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/04/bad-news.html' title='Bad News'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-6197108865194326503</id><published>2008-04-27T21:26:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:31:19.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Arty Party</title><content type='html'>On Saturday we celebrated Ellie's 3rd birthday and Jack's 2nd birthday with an Arty Party. We invited our friends to join us for breakfast and crafts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-09.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-09.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=216172782130221577&amp;site=widget-09.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=216172782130221577&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-09.slide.com/p1/216172782130221577/ms_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=216172782130221577&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-09.slide.com/p2/216172782130221577/ms_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-6197108865194326503?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/6197108865194326503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=6197108865194326503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6197108865194326503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6197108865194326503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/04/arty-party.html' title='Arty Party'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-5070955767708597783</id><published>2008-04-13T17:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T21:07:49.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza Pizza</title><content type='html'>Friday night I decided that I needed a little break from cooking. So, Ellie and Jackson jumped in and took over in the kitchen. They made pizza and cupcakes. Ok, so whenever you have a one and two year old cooking, it's not really a break - but it was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our fabulous recipe.&lt;br /&gt;Start by shaping your dough. Lot's of little fingerprints in the dough makes it taste better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SAKJ0J4NJLI/AAAAAAAABN8/TlIi7yFYA4A/s1600-h/DSCF8349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SAKJ0J4NJLI/AAAAAAAABN8/TlIi7yFYA4A/s320/DSCF8349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188861249782097074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SAKJ0p4NJMI/AAAAAAAABOE/jClsQH2KF_M/s1600-h/DSCF8350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SAKJ0p4NJMI/AAAAAAAABOE/jClsQH2KF_M/s320/DSCF8350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188861258372031682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, add your favorite pizza sauce. You know you have an adequate amount when your white shirt is covered in red sauce (not a smart move by Mom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SAKJ1J4NJNI/AAAAAAAABOM/MZvl9LQwbww/s1600-h/DSCF8352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SAKJ1J4NJNI/AAAAAAAABOM/MZvl9LQwbww/s320/DSCF8352.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188861266961966290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then add the cheese. Be sure to sneek a taste, but don't let your Mom catch you. If she does, just act like you don't know what she is talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SAKJ1Z4NJOI/AAAAAAAABOU/Dxl2Y7iqvT8/s1600-h/DSCF8370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SAKJ1Z4NJOI/AAAAAAAABOU/Dxl2Y7iqvT8/s320/DSCF8370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188861271256933602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, no meal is completle without dessert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SAKJ1p4NJPI/AAAAAAAABOc/83c6dcx7fR4/s1600-h/DSCF8380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SAKJ1p4NJPI/AAAAAAAABOc/83c6dcx7fR4/s320/DSCF8380.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188861275551900914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-5070955767708597783?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/5070955767708597783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=5070955767708597783' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5070955767708597783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5070955767708597783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/04/pizza-pizza.html' title='Pizza Pizza'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/SAKJ0J4NJLI/AAAAAAAABN8/TlIi7yFYA4A/s72-c/DSCF8349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-5755561176743317964</id><published>2008-04-08T18:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T19:18:53.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kumquat's Anyone?</title><content type='html'>So last Friday Scott and I decided that we would use our day off to do a little yard work. Seeing as how neither one of are very versed in the art of landscaping or have gree thumbs, this is usually something that we try to con someone else into doing. But not this year. The day started with Scott attempting to mow the grass wile I cleaned out and organized the garage. The word attempted is very important, you see every time that Scott goes out to mow the grass we have to hold our breathes and pray that the lawn mower will start. After trying both mowers, he informed me that he was going to Lowes to buy yet a third one. Once home he mowed the front lawn. Somewhere between the front lawn and the back the mower stalled and would not start. So there he was with three lawn mowers lined up in the. As theyy sat there starring at one another it truly was man vs. machine (the machines were most definetly winning). Needing a change in scenery, we packed up the lawn mower and headed to Lowes to pick out some flowers and other plants. While there I asked scott several times to get some mulch and he stated that he wanted to wait until later. As we walked up and down the isles looking at the flowers we came across the tree isle. Scott said "Amber I want to get a tree." I said whatever and walked away. And moments later, from across the garden department, he began yelling "Amber, I want a Kumquat tree! Give me a Kumquat tree!" This continued throughout the duration of the trip. On the way home we stopped to get a bite to eat and went home to eat our lunch. I finished first, and went back outside to begin weeding the flower beds and planting the flowers we had purchased. Scott came out a little while later did something and then said I'm going to go get the mulch. What! Now Scott is going to read this and dispute it, but for anyone who knows Scott you know it's true. We worked very hard and in the end we were happy with the little changes we made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R_wIyJFKhUI/AAAAAAAABNk/ZkjiMZn4sMY/s1600-h/DSCF8320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R_wIyJFKhUI/AAAAAAAABNk/ZkjiMZn4sMY/s320/DSCF8320.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187030528348030274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R_wIypFKhVI/AAAAAAAABNs/2VX7f33Kss0/s1600-h/DSCF8317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R_wIypFKhVI/AAAAAAAABNs/2VX7f33Kss0/s320/DSCF8317.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187030536937964882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago I was pressed for time trying to get myself and the kids ready. I could hear Scott in the closet doing something with my jewlery. When he finally came out this is what he looked like. He was trying to make fun of me, but it backed fired. Don't mess with me Scott, I'm a blogger. Oh well, did I really expect a guy who looks this good in women's jewlery to be good at yard work too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R_wK6JFKhWI/AAAAAAAABN0/gpy08Jg7ims/s1600-h/DSCF8311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R_wK6JFKhWI/AAAAAAAABN0/gpy08Jg7ims/s320/DSCF8311.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187032864810239330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-5755561176743317964?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/5755561176743317964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=5755561176743317964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5755561176743317964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5755561176743317964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/04/kumquats-anyone.html' title='Kumquat&apos;s Anyone?'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R_wIyJFKhUI/AAAAAAAABNk/ZkjiMZn4sMY/s72-c/DSCF8320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-6392352756182564874</id><published>2008-04-08T06:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T07:12:37.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Calm Before The Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R_tga5FKhSI/AAAAAAAABNU/HOlKX2QcH98/s1600-h/DSCF8315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R_tga5FKhSI/AAAAAAAABNU/HOlKX2QcH98/s320/DSCF8315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186845410962605346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R_tgbJFKhTI/AAAAAAAABNc/R5LtfgFdcZg/s1600-h/DSCF8342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R_tgbJFKhTI/AAAAAAAABNc/R5LtfgFdcZg/s320/DSCF8342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186845415257572658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's early morning and I am the only one awake. As I sit here listening to the silence I can here nothing more than the sound of heavy breathing coming from the bedrooms. Its almost comical, because the atmosphere I am describing and the sweet sleeping faces displayed in these pictures seems hypocritical of the true life of the Moore's. In fact it's reminiscent of the calm before a storm. I have only a moment to share a few of the antics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I bathed the kids and got them ready for bed. I left them with a babysitter so that I could go to Converge and here Scott speak. When I got home the babysitter (whom shall remain nameless to protect her identity) told me that when she went to put Jackson in his bed he wouldn't lay down. She said he kept trying to tell her something. She kept asking what and finally it clicked. He was saying poopoo. Seeing as how she has never changed a diaper before (information I did not know until last night) she was assisted by the ever so reliable Ellie (who thinks she does knw evrything about averything). Lin...I mean the babysitter, said that Ellie kept telling her "that's not right" but she was quite sure that she had done it right. Then she asked me "it fastens in the back right?" At least she's smart and pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, everyone is awake now, so I gotta go. I will post a few more stories tonight. I'll give you a little hint Scott and yard work. Now, you know that's going to be funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-6392352756182564874?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/6392352756182564874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=6392352756182564874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6392352756182564874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6392352756182564874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/04/calm-before-storm.html' title='The Calm Before The Storm'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R_tga5FKhSI/AAAAAAAABNU/HOlKX2QcH98/s72-c/DSCF8315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-7976270555145759571</id><published>2008-03-22T18:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T19:22:24.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WiqpFKhRI/AAAAAAAABNI/6lXW5mt00L4/s1600-h/DSCF8273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WiqpFKhRI/AAAAAAAABNI/6lXW5mt00L4/s320/DSCF8273.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180725799825343762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WW2pFKhNI/AAAAAAAABMo/dZ3IgEkzGaU/s1600-h/DSCF8269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WW2pFKhNI/AAAAAAAABMo/dZ3IgEkzGaU/s320/DSCF8269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180712811844240594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WW25FKhOI/AAAAAAAABMw/CrrFHYlOkls/s1600-h/DSCF8280_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WW25FKhOI/AAAAAAAABMw/CrrFHYlOkls/s320/DSCF8280_3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180712816139207906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WW3ZFKhPI/AAAAAAAABM4/DMlWNgt0NJk/s1600-h/DSCF8288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WW3ZFKhPI/AAAAAAAABM4/DMlWNgt0NJk/s320/DSCF8288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180712824729142514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WWTJFKhLI/AAAAAAAABMY/lZyyszV0ZZ0/s1600-h/DSCF8262_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WWTJFKhLI/AAAAAAAABMY/lZyyszV0ZZ0/s320/DSCF8262_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180712201958884530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-7976270555145759571?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/7976270555145759571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=7976270555145759571' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/7976270555145759571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/7976270555145759571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-pictures.html' title='Easter Pictures'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WiqpFKhRI/AAAAAAAABNI/6lXW5mt00L4/s72-c/DSCF8273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-5928551965220801425</id><published>2008-03-22T16:42:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T17:19:45.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eggsteme Eggventure</title><content type='html'>The Eggsteme Eggventure began on Thursday morning by coloring a dozen eggs. Ellie enjoyed coloring the eggs and took a lot of time making sure everything was just right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WAxZFKhBI/AAAAAAAABLI/dp_7IEuqdZ8/s1600-h/DSCF8175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WAxZFKhBI/AAAAAAAABLI/dp_7IEuqdZ8/s320/DSCF8175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180688532394116114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack on the other hand, was not quite as interested. Coloring eggs wasn't eggsteme enough, so he decided to spice things up a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WBIJFKhCI/AAAAAAAABLQ/6k8avjSFbU4/s1600-h/DSCF8189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WBIJFKhCI/AAAAAAAABLQ/6k8avjSFbU4/s320/DSCF8189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180688923236140066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids and I spent Friday evening with the Emery's. Ellie and the Emery kids colored a few more eggs. This time we kept Jack at a safe distance. Saturday morning we went to the Easter Eggstavaganza at the church. We started by decorating a few egg shaped cupcakes. This took quite a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WBbJFKhDI/AAAAAAAABLY/I9DkmrUVQH0/s1600-h/DSCF8222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WBbJFKhDI/AAAAAAAABLY/I9DkmrUVQH0/s320/DSCF8222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180689249653654578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WBppFKhEI/AAAAAAAABLg/omPJoenEoAY/s1600-h/DSCF8223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WBppFKhEI/AAAAAAAABLg/omPJoenEoAY/s320/DSCF8223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180689498761757762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We listened closley to Miss Kathy tell the Easter story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WCgJFKhFI/AAAAAAAABLo/MUpA6tTiF8Y/s1600-h/DSCF8228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WCgJFKhFI/AAAAAAAABLo/MUpA6tTiF8Y/s320/DSCF8228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180690435064628306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was outside for the egg hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WDUZFKhGI/AAAAAAAABLw/GpC_iMQJ45o/s1600-h/DSCF8229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WDUZFKhGI/AAAAAAAABLw/GpC_iMQJ45o/s320/DSCF8229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180691332712793186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Take a look at Jack's shoes! They are adorable!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WDhpFKhHI/AAAAAAAABL4/YTdXI6eRt-w/s1600-h/DSCF8236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WDhpFKhHI/AAAAAAAABL4/YTdXI6eRt-w/s320/DSCF8236.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180691560346059890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished out Eggventure with some face painting and a hotdog lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WEHZFKhII/AAAAAAAABMA/o9e3LhTq6i4/s1600-h/DSCF8242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WEHZFKhII/AAAAAAAABMA/o9e3LhTq6i4/s320/DSCF8242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180692208886121602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WEHpFKhJI/AAAAAAAABMI/7QnyGiNM5b8/s1600-h/DSCF8243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WEHpFKhJI/AAAAAAAABMI/7QnyGiNM5b8/s320/DSCF8243.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180692213181088914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an Eggcellent time and can't wait to see what the Easter bunny is going to bring us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WEepFKhKI/AAAAAAAABMQ/UoK_lBjFOHg/s1600-h/DSCF8256_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WEepFKhKI/AAAAAAAABMQ/UoK_lBjFOHg/s320/DSCF8256_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180692608318080162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-5928551965220801425?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/5928551965220801425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=5928551965220801425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5928551965220801425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5928551965220801425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/03/eggsteme-eggventure.html' title='Eggsteme Eggventure'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R-WAxZFKhBI/AAAAAAAABLI/dp_7IEuqdZ8/s72-c/DSCF8175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-6466555075190600447</id><published>2008-03-22T12:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T13:26:55.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pappy Steve</title><content type='html'>Eventhough we were sad that our Daddy was gone this week, we were so happy that Pappy Steve came to visit. After throwing up three times, pee pee in my purse, and Pappy Steve's plane being delayed; he finally made it to AL. We spent a lot of time outdoors. Thank you for coming to visit Pappy Steve. We had a GREAT time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-19.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-19.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=2305843009220649241&amp;site=widget-19.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=2305843009220649241&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-19.slide.com/p1/2305843009220649241/ms_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=2305843009220649241&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-19.slide.com/p2/2305843009220649241/ms_t047_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-6466555075190600447?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/6466555075190600447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=6466555075190600447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6466555075190600447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6466555075190600447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/03/pappy-steve.html' title='Pappy Steve'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-1825469251860656150</id><published>2008-03-15T15:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T15:39:57.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Of It</title><content type='html'>Scott left for Jamaica this morning at 12AM and by 1AM both kids were in my bed. At around 5AM I was awaken by the ever so soothing sound of a sick child. What a day! For about two hours this afternoon, I literally was changing Jackson's diaper every 15 minutes. He seems to be doing much better.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9wyBtWPe1I/AAAAAAAABK4/VQdaJqjISQs/s1600-h/DSCF8143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9wyBtWPe1I/AAAAAAAABK4/VQdaJqjISQs/s320/DSCF8143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178068676503370578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-1825469251860656150?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1825469251860656150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=1825469251860656150' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1825469251860656150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1825469251860656150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/03/sick-of-it.html' title='Sick Of It'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9wyBtWPe1I/AAAAAAAABK4/VQdaJqjISQs/s72-c/DSCF8143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-8869822033541992993</id><published>2008-03-13T07:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T07:25:20.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Warrior</title><content type='html'>Last Night Ellie fell while running through the church to say goodnight to her Daddy. She had three small booboos, but if you know Ellie you know that nothing is small when it comes to her. Of course we had to be extra cautious during bath and after bandaging the wounds, she requested that I pray for her. After praying over her, I went to get their cups for bed and when I came back Ellie and Jack were in her room praying together. When I first sat down she asked me (like she does everynight) "Mommy how does it go." Once I got her started they didn't seem to mind or even notice I was there they just continued to pray.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9kc3dWPezI/AAAAAAAABKo/b-QUX43jpQg/s1600-h/DSCF8134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9kc3dWPezI/AAAAAAAABKo/b-QUX43jpQg/s320/DSCF8134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177200985735396146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9kc49WPe0I/AAAAAAAABKw/OmptZcICVXE/s1600-h/DSCF8136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9kc49WPe0I/AAAAAAAABKw/OmptZcICVXE/s320/DSCF8136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177201011505199938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-8869822033541992993?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/8869822033541992993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=8869822033541992993' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8869822033541992993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8869822033541992993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/03/prayer-warrior.html' title='Prayer Warrior'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9kc3dWPezI/AAAAAAAABKo/b-QUX43jpQg/s72-c/DSCF8134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-8681499200310265582</id><published>2008-03-10T21:51:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T22:26:04.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please, No Hate Mail!</title><content type='html'>I figured that I should update the Moore Family blog, before I begin receiving hate mail. Do not mistake the lack of entries on the blog as inactivity in the life of the Moore Family. Believe me there is plenty of activity in this family. Take yesterday for instance. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning Jackson ate a sucker for beakfast. well, not exactly. He came into our bathroom eating a sucker that he had found in his diaper bag. He was enjoying it so much, that I didn't have the heart to take it from him. I just prayed that he would hurry and finish it before Ellie woke up and I had to give her one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9X25tWPeuI/AAAAAAAABKA/ZIfgInzB3BE/s1600-h/DSCF8091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9X25tWPeuI/AAAAAAAABKA/ZIfgInzB3BE/s320/DSCF8091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176314818018114274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At church, Ellie decided to pretend that she was one of the step sisters from Cinderella. Her interpretation of the role included, not speaking to ANYONE, walking slowly behind me with arms folded and in general just being plain mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9X4A9WPevI/AAAAAAAABKI/n8H6-vLtLCU/s1600-h/DSCF8101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9X4A9WPevI/AAAAAAAABKI/n8H6-vLtLCU/s320/DSCF8101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176316042083793650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson sported a pair of his sisters leggins after spilling water on himself during church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9X19tWPetI/AAAAAAAABJ4/pAYyqUZDPzk/s1600-h/DSCF8106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9X19tWPetI/AAAAAAAABJ4/pAYyqUZDPzk/s320/DSCF8106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176313787225963218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days activities climaxed with a game of  bowling. It was Ellie and Jackson's first time bowling. We had a great time and the best part was that Aunt Gail and Uncle Bobby accompanied us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9X6FtWPeyI/AAAAAAAABKg/IVYt3yKTLpc/s1600-h/DSCF8127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9X6FtWPeyI/AAAAAAAABKg/IVYt3yKTLpc/s320/DSCF8127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176318322711427874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9X5BNWPewI/AAAAAAAABKQ/ot20MBcwW24/s1600-h/DSCF8115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9X5BNWPewI/AAAAAAAABKQ/ot20MBcwW24/s320/DSCF8115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176317145890388738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9X6EdWPexI/AAAAAAAABKY/JOMA5EpzVNE/s1600-h/DSCF8111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9X6EdWPexI/AAAAAAAABKY/JOMA5EpzVNE/s320/DSCF8111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176318301236591378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-8681499200310265582?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/8681499200310265582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=8681499200310265582' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8681499200310265582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8681499200310265582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/03/please-no-hate-mail.html' title='Please, No Hate Mail!'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R9X25tWPeuI/AAAAAAAABKA/ZIfgInzB3BE/s72-c/DSCF8091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-6935512508954623118</id><published>2008-03-01T19:17:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T19:55:48.814-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellie's Big Day</title><content type='html'>Ellie's adventure started by heading to Birmingham for a princess birthday party for the Emery girls. She was wearing a Cinderella gown and her hair was all fixed up. When we were about ten minutes away, Scott turned around and said "she took her hair down". He was only joking, but I gasped and turned around quickly. I then turned to him and quietly said "you piece of crap." Almost simultaneously we heard a little voice reply "I'm not crap". She continued saying crappy crappy crappy. At this point I thought she was saying "crabby". I shared this assumption with Scott and was quickly set straight by my sweet little princess when she said, "No I'm not, I said crappy". Well isn't that just GREAT!!! I knew there would come a day when my child would learn a dirty word, but I never thought I would be the one to teach her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the party Ellie had her picture made with Cinderella and made this beautiful picture frame all by herself. I was trying to help her, but she told me to go away. So I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8oDs5QwkDI/AAAAAAAABJY/gjYXE-2Fvc8/s1600-h/DSCF8074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8oDs5QwkDI/AAAAAAAABJY/gjYXE-2Fvc8/s320/DSCF8074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172951191808675890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home from Birmingham, we went outside to play and Ellie decided that today was the day she would learn to ride her tricycle. This is the first time she has ever even wanted to try to pedal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8oGc5QwkFI/AAAAAAAABJo/TCueLWYKpvI/s1600-h/DSCF8082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8oGc5QwkFI/AAAAAAAABJo/TCueLWYKpvI/s320/DSCF8082.JPG" border="0" 1`alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172954215465652306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was just another day for Jackson. He cleared the room with his sticky diaper, teased his sister, and made us laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8oI-5QwkGI/AAAAAAAABJw/CCyqIkOKYj4/s1600-h/DSCF8084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8oI-5QwkGI/AAAAAAAABJw/CCyqIkOKYj4/s320/DSCF8084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172956998604460130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-6935512508954623118?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/6935512508954623118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=6935512508954623118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6935512508954623118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6935512508954623118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/03/ellies-big-day.html' title='Ellie&apos;s Big Day'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8oDs5QwkDI/AAAAAAAABJY/gjYXE-2Fvc8/s72-c/DSCF8074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-1067039588416240242</id><published>2008-02-29T19:41:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T20:07:55.125-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Wars</title><content type='html'>Once there was kingdom which was divided. In this kingdom lived a beautiful ballerina, who danced with such precision and thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8i6FZQwkCI/AAAAAAAABJI/VeBRidFPSec/s1600-h/DSCF8057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8i6FZQwkCI/AAAAAAAABJI/VeBRidFPSec/s320/DSCF8057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172588773878304802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that same kingdom lived a boy who much preferred to move wildly and spontaneously to the music he would hear. The girl became very frustrated and wished that the boy danced ballet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8i4bJQwj-I/AAAAAAAABIo/zn06qAfTezA/s1600-h/DSCF8064_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8i4bJQwj-I/AAAAAAAABIo/zn06qAfTezA/s320/DSCF8064_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172586948517203938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the boy wished that the girl danced hip-hop. After much deliberation the boy bagan to realize that though he did not dance ballet, it was a beautiful dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8i4bpQwj_I/AAAAAAAABIw/szG5OrtTqQM/s1600-h/DSCF8019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8i4bpQwj_I/AAAAAAAABIw/szG5OrtTqQM/s320/DSCF8019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172586957107138546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the boy devised a plan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8i5HZQwkAI/AAAAAAAABI4/QeeXPVOQKS0/s1600-h/DSCF8024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8i5HZQwkAI/AAAAAAAABI4/QeeXPVOQKS0/s320/DSCF8024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172587708726415362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He threw a ball and all attenders were free to dance whatever dance they pleased. And though that was not the end of all conflicts in the kingdom, the dance war was resolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8i5h5QwkBI/AAAAAAAABJA/a8lpSjcWrjE/s1600-h/DSCF8047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8i5h5QwkBI/AAAAAAAABJA/a8lpSjcWrjE/s320/DSCF8047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172588163992948754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-1067039588416240242?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1067039588416240242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=1067039588416240242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1067039588416240242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1067039588416240242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/02/dance-wars.html' title='Dance Wars'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8i6FZQwkCI/AAAAAAAABJI/VeBRidFPSec/s72-c/DSCF8057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-1767771100953033583</id><published>2008-02-24T21:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T21:25:57.764-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hephzibah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8I0owZoMII/AAAAAAAABIg/cEvdphMeKE8/s1600-h/DSCF8009_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8I0owZoMII/AAAAAAAABIg/cEvdphMeKE8/s320/DSCF8009_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170753196966555778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been six months since we had seen Scott's parents. So, this weekend we packed up the kids and headed to Macon, GA to visit Grandpa and Grandma Moore. His Dad has accepted a job at Hephzibah Children's Home. We had a  lot of fun touring the facilities (especially the farm). It's a wonderful place and we are looking forward to spending more weekends there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-1767771100953033583?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1767771100953033583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=1767771100953033583' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1767771100953033583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1767771100953033583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/02/hephzibah.html' title='Hephzibah'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R8I0owZoMII/AAAAAAAABIg/cEvdphMeKE8/s72-c/DSCF8009_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-4118125159277663008</id><published>2008-02-17T21:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T21:30:27.908-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wakey Wakey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7j6xgZoMHI/AAAAAAAABIY/8pe0wAv-_Zc/s1600-h/DSCF7945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7j6xgZoMHI/AAAAAAAABIY/8pe0wAv-_Zc/s320/DSCF7945.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168156300825604210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very tired tonight. I could not wait for the kids to go to bed, so I could have a moment to myself. The truth is that now that all is quiet I can't wait to see their little faces in the morning. I feel so blessed that I get to wake up to this happy face (and his sisters) every morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-4118125159277663008?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/4118125159277663008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=4118125159277663008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4118125159277663008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4118125159277663008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/02/wakey-wakey.html' title='Wakey Wakey'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7j6xgZoMHI/AAAAAAAABIY/8pe0wAv-_Zc/s72-c/DSCF7945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-6641428432810574663</id><published>2008-02-17T20:58:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T21:33:18.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>E Stands For Diva</title><content type='html'>The E in Ellie most definetly stands for Diva. Ok, so it is becoming more evident that our little Ellie is becoming a DIVA. There is just way to much attitude in that little body of hers. Hopefully this attitude is a short lived phase, but something tells me we are in for the long hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7j0lQZoMGI/AAAAAAAABIQ/IZwdytL6wpQ/s1600-h/DSCF7982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7j0lQZoMGI/AAAAAAAABIQ/IZwdytL6wpQ/s320/DSCF7982.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168149493302440034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-6641428432810574663?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/6641428432810574663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=6641428432810574663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6641428432810574663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6641428432810574663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/02/ellie-stands-for-diva.html' title='E Stands For Diva'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7j0lQZoMGI/AAAAAAAABIQ/IZwdytL6wpQ/s72-c/DSCF7982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-1853050564104847783</id><published>2008-02-14T21:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T21:50:41.735-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7ULigZoMFI/AAAAAAAABII/Kx8Ejc-EV14/s1600-h/DSCF7908_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7ULigZoMFI/AAAAAAAABII/Kx8Ejc-EV14/s320/DSCF7908_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167048834918395986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-1853050564104847783?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1853050564104847783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=1853050564104847783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1853050564104847783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1853050564104847783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7ULigZoMFI/AAAAAAAABII/Kx8Ejc-EV14/s72-c/DSCF7908_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-3749440266621138887</id><published>2008-02-14T21:35:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T21:47:45.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hapy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>Our valentine's morning started with breakfast and opening presents. We told the kids to close their eyes and hold out their hands. As you can see Jackson has inherited hit mother's dislike of surprises. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7UJGgZoMDI/AAAAAAAABH4/BTAN4ted7Ms/s1600-h/DSCF7987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7UJGgZoMDI/AAAAAAAABH4/BTAN4ted7Ms/s320/DSCF7987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167046154858803250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe that just moments after opening gifts Ellie got sick. Her tummy hurt last night, but we thought she was fine - we were wrong. Ellie's day was spent at home with her Daddy. She's feeling much better tonight and will be going back to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7UJHAZoMEI/AAAAAAAABIA/KnPTRN6K-6w/s1600-h/DSCF7989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7UJHAZoMEI/AAAAAAAABIA/KnPTRN6K-6w/s320/DSCF7989.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167046163448737858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-3749440266621138887?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/3749440266621138887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=3749440266621138887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/3749440266621138887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/3749440266621138887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/02/hapy-valentines-day.html' title='Hapy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7UJGgZoMDI/AAAAAAAABH4/BTAN4ted7Ms/s72-c/DSCF7987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-7221847417139986179</id><published>2008-02-12T20:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T20:54:36.771-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellie And Jack's Bedtime Rhymes</title><content type='html'>There was a little boy whose hands were full.&lt;br /&gt;His Mommy asked him to get his socks and he didn't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;So he stuck them in his mouth and played it cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7JZHgZoMBI/AAAAAAAABHo/24bZw4xlGyI/s1600-h/DSCF7845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7JZHgZoMBI/AAAAAAAABHo/24bZw4xlGyI/s320/DSCF7845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166289708038762514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a little girl who was talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;When she bumped her little head and the tears began to flow.&lt;br /&gt;She never stpped singing as she fought through the tears,&lt;br /&gt;So her Mommy gave her candy and you should have heard the cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7JadgZoMCI/AAAAAAAABHw/2KGhwxh-nuI/s1600-h/DSCF7851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7JadgZoMCI/AAAAAAAABHw/2KGhwxh-nuI/s320/DSCF7851.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166291185507512354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-7221847417139986179?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/7221847417139986179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=7221847417139986179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/7221847417139986179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/7221847417139986179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/02/ellie-and-jacks-bedtimes-rhymes.html' title='Ellie And Jack&apos;s Bedtime Rhymes'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7JZHgZoMBI/AAAAAAAABHo/24bZw4xlGyI/s72-c/DSCF7845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-4867587592982975639</id><published>2008-02-11T21:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T21:48:36.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed Us?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7EWmAZoMAI/AAAAAAAABHg/wzYBVSZu28M/s1600-h/DSCF7862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7EWmAZoMAI/AAAAAAAABHg/wzYBVSZu28M/s320/DSCF7862.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165935089769000962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you missed us? Well we're back with cute pictures and stories to tell. So tune in everynight for a little bedtime story with the Moore Family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-4867587592982975639?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/4867587592982975639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=4867587592982975639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4867587592982975639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4867587592982975639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/02/missed-us.html' title='Missed Us?'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R7EWmAZoMAI/AAAAAAAABHg/wzYBVSZu28M/s72-c/DSCF7862.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-4991788654392312345</id><published>2008-01-28T18:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T18:44:23.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Show On Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R551wZvKqDI/AAAAAAAABHE/-rgaW7C_v2U/s1600-h/DSCF7877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R551wZvKqDI/AAAAAAAABHE/-rgaW7C_v2U/s320/DSCF7877.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160691697416054834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Scott and I took Ellie and Jackson to the circus in Birmingham. For me, the greatest show on earth was not the circus itself, but watching my children enjoy the show. No one had told me that the circus was two hours long. Needless to say that was pushing the realm of their anttention spans. However, they both seemed to really enjoy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson's favorite part was the clowns. He laughed so hard when they first came out. It was precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R552EpvKqEI/AAAAAAAABHM/sS_0uAuI3Is/s1600-h/DSCF7869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R552EpvKqEI/AAAAAAAABHM/sS_0uAuI3Is/s320/DSCF7869.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160692045308405826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie enjoyed the dancing girl's and spent the last 30 minutes of the show trying to imitate there dance moves. This is something that the man in front of her probably could have done without.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R552SZvKqGI/AAAAAAAABHY/f5g43tL9_9k/s1600-h/DSCF7874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R552SZvKqGI/AAAAAAAABHY/f5g43tL9_9k/s320/DSCF7874.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160692281531607138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-4991788654392312345?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/4991788654392312345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=4991788654392312345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4991788654392312345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4991788654392312345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/01/greatest-show-on-earth.html' title='The Greatest Show On Earth'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R551wZvKqDI/AAAAAAAABHE/-rgaW7C_v2U/s72-c/DSCF7877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-8274286279899908784</id><published>2008-01-19T13:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T13:50:17.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow In AL?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R5JTen1EcmI/AAAAAAAABG0/U0fsTIr9vQg/s1600-h/DSCF7858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R5JTen1EcmI/AAAAAAAABG0/U0fsTIr9vQg/s320/DSCF7858.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157276308845392482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right it's snowing in Alabama!!! Even though Ellie and Jackson are half Canadian, they had never seen snow before today. They enjoyed watching out the window as the flakes fell. By noon, it had stopped leaving no evidence that it had ever snowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R5JTwH1EcnI/AAAAAAAABG8/apOJJTBJx4Q/s1600-h/DSCF7854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R5JTwH1EcnI/AAAAAAAABG8/apOJJTBJx4Q/s320/DSCF7854.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157276609493103218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-8274286279899908784?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/8274286279899908784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=8274286279899908784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8274286279899908784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8274286279899908784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/01/snow-in-al.html' title='Snow In AL?'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R5JTen1EcmI/AAAAAAAABG0/U0fsTIr9vQg/s72-c/DSCF7858.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-4518131073716570216</id><published>2008-01-18T07:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T07:32:41.691-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R5Cpf31EclI/AAAAAAAABGs/8uA6MXqTXMM/s1600-h/DSCF7849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R5Cpf31EclI/AAAAAAAABGs/8uA6MXqTXMM/s320/DSCF7849.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156807938366796370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are a few of my favorite things: cheap clothes ( I bought these sweaters for $3.00) and of course these little cuties. Every day, in a hundred different ways, I find myself amazed, amuzed, and so deeply in love with these two wonderful little creatures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-4518131073716570216?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/4518131073716570216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=4518131073716570216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4518131073716570216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/4518131073716570216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-favorite-things.html' title='My Favorite Things'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R5Cpf31EclI/AAAAAAAABGs/8uA6MXqTXMM/s72-c/DSCF7849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-1425186559371045899</id><published>2008-01-17T21:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T21:42:05.675-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R5Afk31EckI/AAAAAAAABGk/bsCGpHlbKgM/s1600-h/DSCF7809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R5Afk31EckI/AAAAAAAABGk/bsCGpHlbKgM/s320/DSCF7809.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156656291661509186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purple and pink&lt;br /&gt; And princesses and Tink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tow truck named Mater&lt;br /&gt;And a race car named Lightning &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A furry friend called Elmo&lt;br /&gt;And putting on makeup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a few of our favorite things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the dog bites, when the bee stings, when I’m feeling sad; I simply remember my favorite things and then I don’t feel so bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-1425186559371045899?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1425186559371045899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=1425186559371045899' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1425186559371045899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1425186559371045899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/01/our-favorite-things.html' title='Our Favorite Things'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R5Afk31EckI/AAAAAAAABGk/bsCGpHlbKgM/s72-c/DSCF7809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-5091026387321994104</id><published>2008-01-13T21:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T22:32:57.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update Blog - check</title><content type='html'>By Wednesday of this past week, I had grown weary of listening to the reptitive phrases that continuously flow out of my mouth. Phrases such as "eat your breakfast or you'll have to sit in time out" or "no screaming or you'll get a spanking". These along with several other phrases sparked the idea for making charts for both of the kids. So now I can say to the kids "eat your breakfast and you will earn your sticker for your chart". Although I still have to repeat phrases I  am much happier that they can be positive and not always negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R4riEn1EchI/AAAAAAAABF0/suSRut_7uys/s1600-h/DSCF7843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R4riEn1EchI/AAAAAAAABF0/suSRut_7uys/s320/DSCF7843.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155181292517880338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie and Jackson accomplished a few extra things that are not listed on their charts, but are worthy of noting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Taste Daddy's pancakes that he made from scratch - check&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so you can tell by Ellie's face what she thought about the pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R4rg_31EceI/AAAAAAAABFc/R95eNC65oic/s1600-h/DSCF7818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R4rg_31EceI/AAAAAAAABFc/R95eNC65oic/s320/DSCF7818.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155180111401873890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's the thought that counts. He tried really hard as you can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R4rkLn1EcjI/AAAAAAAABGE/aD4IpoFsVxI/s1600-h/DSCF7817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R4rkLn1EcjI/AAAAAAAABGE/aD4IpoFsVxI/s320/DSCF7817.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155183611800220210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Learn to change Jackson's diaper - check&lt;br /&gt;Ellie and Jackson were playing in her room (we thought), but when we went to check on them Jackson was laying on the floor and Ellie was attempting to change his diaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R4rhzH1EcgI/AAAAAAAABFs/RhETpGu4GPE/s1600-h/DSCF7830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R4rhzH1EcgI/AAAAAAAABFs/RhETpGu4GPE/s320/DSCF7830.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155180991870169602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Build a tent - check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R4rhhX1EcfI/AAAAAAAABFk/OishEwFCbKA/s1600-h/DSCF7822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R4rhhX1EcfI/AAAAAAAABFk/OishEwFCbKA/s320/DSCF7822.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155180686927491570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Pose for the camera - check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R4ri531EciI/AAAAAAAABF8/Y-3XNAlVGWE/s1600-h/DSCF7841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R4ri531EciI/AAAAAAAABF8/Y-3XNAlVGWE/s320/DSCF7841.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155182207345914402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-5091026387321994104?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/5091026387321994104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=5091026387321994104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5091026387321994104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5091026387321994104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-about-our-weekend-check.html' title='Update Blog - check'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R4riEn1EchI/AAAAAAAABF0/suSRut_7uys/s72-c/DSCF7843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-6213206213968595698</id><published>2008-01-05T09:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T09:21:57.785-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson's BooBoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R3-eiX1EcdI/AAAAAAAABFU/_jw3IOioP68/s1600-h/DSCF7799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R3-eiX1EcdI/AAAAAAAABFU/_jw3IOioP68/s320/DSCF7799.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152010812084482514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Jackson fell off a chair at school and hit his head on the side of a table. When we picked him up and saw his little eye I just wanted to cry. The good thing is it doesn't seem to bother him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-6213206213968595698?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/6213206213968595698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=6213206213968595698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6213206213968595698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6213206213968595698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/01/jackson.html' title='Jackson&apos;s BooBoo'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R3-eiX1EcdI/AAAAAAAABFU/_jw3IOioP68/s72-c/DSCF7799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-657074536901545926</id><published>2008-01-01T20:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T21:10:36.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 Year In Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R3sARX1EccI/AAAAAAAABFM/9_H6mbXeKZM/s1600-h/DSCF7764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R3sARX1EccI/AAAAAAAABFM/9_H6mbXeKZM/s320/DSCF7764.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150710897282675138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Ellie Maron turned two. Our little princess loves anything pink or purple. She started school this year and has learned so many wonderful things. She learned to count in Spanish, say her colors in Spanish, spell her name, say the Pledge of Allegiance to the American Flag, and she has learned to sing so many cute songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Jackson learned to walk and talk. Food, Elmo and cars are a few of his favorite things. He learned early how to tease his sister and he loves to make others laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Scott and I it has been a year of tough changes. This year there have been a lot of changes in Scott's job. Doing both the youth and the young adults ministry have kept him very busy. In August, I went back to work after a year of staying at home. I enjoy my job in the dental field and I like working with kids. Over the last couple of months things have begun to calm down and we are once again enjoying life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are looking forward to what 2008 has to bring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-657074536901545926?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/657074536901545926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=657074536901545926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/657074536901545926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/657074536901545926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2008/01/2007-year-in-review.html' title='2007 Year In Review'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R3sARX1EccI/AAAAAAAABFM/9_H6mbXeKZM/s72-c/DSCF7764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-2874315250144805833</id><published>2007-12-25T20:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T20:51:01.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas To All</title><content type='html'>Twas the night before Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;And the Moore kids are unwrapping their new Christmas pj's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R3G-aX1EcXI/AAAAAAAABEk/XAvvry-dF1M/s1600-h/DSCF7669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R3G-aX1EcXI/AAAAAAAABEk/XAvvry-dF1M/s320/DSCF7669.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148105209343668594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After putting them on, they settle down for the night, with their candy canes in hand, as Mama reads the Christmas Story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R3G-an1EcYI/AAAAAAAABEs/EoWO-2EFsQo/s1600-h/DSCF7674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R3G-an1EcYI/AAAAAAAABEs/EoWO-2EFsQo/s320/DSCF7674.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148105213638635906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to the kitchen they all go to make a plate of cookies, pour a cup of milk, and get some celery for Santa and his reindeer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R3HAo31EcaI/AAAAAAAABE8/S3ncLsj-yjw/s1600-h/DSCF7691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R3HAo31EcaI/AAAAAAAABE8/S3ncLsj-yjw/s320/DSCF7691.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148107657475027362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R3HApX1EcbI/AAAAAAAABFE/ueIT2RiUw2k/s1600-h/DSCF7697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R3HApX1EcbI/AAAAAAAABFE/ueIT2RiUw2k/s320/DSCF7697.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148107666064961970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas. Merry Christmas. We love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R3G-a31EcZI/AAAAAAAABE0/Oe3ju7pCFXY/s1600-h/DSCF7761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R3G-a31EcZI/AAAAAAAABE0/Oe3ju7pCFXY/s320/DSCF7761.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148105217933603218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-2874315250144805833?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/2874315250144805833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=2874315250144805833' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2874315250144805833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2874315250144805833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-to-all.html' title='Merry Christmas To All'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R3G-aX1EcXI/AAAAAAAABEk/XAvvry-dF1M/s72-c/DSCF7669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-2104998244853489921</id><published>2007-12-16T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T22:06:11.128-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Christmas Cookies</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, I baked Christmas cookies for the kids to decorate. Ellie enjoyed putting the sprinkles on them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R2X1d06mhqI/AAAAAAAABEU/pKlBDEE_QL8/s1600-h/DSCF7664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R2X1d06mhqI/AAAAAAAABEU/pKlBDEE_QL8/s320/DSCF7664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144788042110109346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jackson enjoyed eating the icing - what a surprise.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R2X1eU6mhrI/AAAAAAAABEc/zp0YxVQu8PY/s1600-h/DSCF7662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R2X1eU6mhrI/AAAAAAAABEc/zp0YxVQu8PY/s320/DSCF7662.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144788050700043954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-2104998244853489921?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/2104998244853489921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=2104998244853489921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2104998244853489921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2104998244853489921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-love-christmas-cookies.html' title='I Love Christmas Cookies'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R2X1d06mhqI/AAAAAAAABEU/pKlBDEE_QL8/s72-c/DSCF7664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-2354575616056016100</id><published>2007-12-16T21:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T21:57:27.434-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mug Shots</title><content type='html'>TUSCALOOSA - Two year old, Ellie Moore, and one year, Jackson Scott, were incarcerated on Wednesday for dumping their bathwater out of the tub. They were taken to the time out facility in Tuscaloosa, AL, where they were released later that evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R2Xwy06mhoI/AAAAAAAABEE/vmP6-FxaI5M/s1600-h/DSCF7652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R2Xwy06mhoI/AAAAAAAABEE/vmP6-FxaI5M/s320/DSCF7652.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144782905329223298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R2XwzU6mhpI/AAAAAAAABEM/6nLZU-j0l1M/s1600-h/DSCF7655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R2XwzU6mhpI/AAAAAAAABEM/6nLZU-j0l1M/s320/DSCF7655.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144782913919157906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-2354575616056016100?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/2354575616056016100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=2354575616056016100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2354575616056016100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2354575616056016100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2007/12/mug-shots.html' title='Mug Shots'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R2Xwy06mhoI/AAAAAAAABEE/vmP6-FxaI5M/s72-c/DSCF7652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-7126449491570917008</id><published>2007-12-12T07:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T07:27:48.097-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Clothes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1_gr9sNxnI/AAAAAAAABD8/5f-q1wFf1YE/s1600-h/DSCF7644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1_gr9sNxnI/AAAAAAAABD8/5f-q1wFf1YE/s320/DSCF7644.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143076345379407474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's begining to look a lot like Christmas. Nothing says Christmas like new clothes!!! The Wrights are always the first to give the kids their first presents of the season. Here the two little cuties are sporting their new outfits. How adorable are they? They're finally getting the hang of this picture taking think. I told them to stand be the tree for a picture and they posed on their own. Pretty cute!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-7126449491570917008?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/7126449491570917008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=7126449491570917008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/7126449491570917008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/7126449491570917008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-begining-to-look-lot-like-christmas.html' title='New Clothes'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1_gr9sNxnI/AAAAAAAABD8/5f-q1wFf1YE/s72-c/DSCF7644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-1105671200263236078</id><published>2007-12-12T06:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T06:43:26.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Control</title><content type='html'>Ok, so does your life ever feel like this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1_Wu9sNxlI/AAAAAAAABDs/gzClnp8FjUw/s1600-h/DSCF7556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1_Wu9sNxlI/AAAAAAAABDs/gzClnp8FjUw/s320/DSCF7556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143065401802737234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing exceptionaly exciting is taking place. Your just going about your daily routine and feeling pretty comforatble with your life and then Bam!!! And in one moment everything is turned upside down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1_WvtsNxmI/AAAAAAAABD0/GsXnZ1jCobo/s1600-h/DSCF7551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1_WvtsNxmI/AAAAAAAABD0/GsXnZ1jCobo/s320/DSCF7551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143065414687639138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's exaclty what happened in these pictures and what has been happening in my life. I'm of course not going to post the details, but I'm sure you all can relate. It seems as though everytime I think I have things figured out something happens to turn my world upside. I guess, like these pictures, it's just another reminder that I'm really not in control anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-1105671200263236078?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1105671200263236078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=1105671200263236078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1105671200263236078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/1105671200263236078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2007/12/out-of-control.html' title='Out of Control'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1_Wu9sNxlI/AAAAAAAABDs/gzClnp8FjUw/s72-c/DSCF7556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-6231794315873779023</id><published>2007-12-05T21:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:31:22.880-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Spoon Full Of Sugar</title><content type='html'>For the last week or so we have been sitting the kids on the kitchen counter and giving the kids a dose of cold medicine before bed. They both take their medicine very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1dqzdsNxjI/AAAAAAAABDU/2GEF9FcSvgw/s1600-h/DSCF7623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1dqzdsNxjI/AAAAAAAABDU/2GEF9FcSvgw/s320/DSCF7623.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140694932042663474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what they say. Just a spoon full of sugar helps the medicine go done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1dqz9sNxkI/AAAAAAAABDc/MEp5ouLajKs/s1600-h/DSCF7625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1dqz9sNxkI/AAAAAAAABDc/MEp5ouLajKs/s320/DSCF7625.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140694940632598082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-6231794315873779023?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/6231794315873779023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=6231794315873779023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6231794315873779023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/6231794315873779023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-spoon-full-of-sugar.html' title='A Spoon Full Of Sugar'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1dqzdsNxjI/AAAAAAAABDU/2GEF9FcSvgw/s72-c/DSCF7623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-5454540355617257131</id><published>2007-12-05T20:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:15:58.614-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dicken's Downtown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1dlP9sNxfI/AAAAAAAABC0/H6uvBPlP9xA/s1600-h/DSCF7607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1dlP9sNxfI/AAAAAAAABC0/H6uvBPlP9xA/s320/DSCF7607.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140688824599168498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night the Moore's and the Kerstetter's (minus one) went to Dickens Downtown. What a wonderful way to welcome in the Christmas Season, listening to Christmas music and admiring all the Christmas decor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1do99sNxiI/AAAAAAAABDM/rJRmxFpWPrw/s1600-h/DSCF7616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1do99sNxiI/AAAAAAAABDM/rJRmxFpWPrw/s320/DSCF7616.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140692913408034338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, where else but in Alabama can you listen to a Confederate band play Christmas music. When we first arrived Aunt Gail told Ellie we were going to listen to a band. She began to chant "Go Bama Go". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1doBNsNxhI/AAAAAAAABDE/sMewJCgf8Vg/s1600-h/DSCF7605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1doBNsNxhI/AAAAAAAABDE/sMewJCgf8Vg/s320/DSCF7605.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140691869730981394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-5454540355617257131?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/5454540355617257131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=5454540355617257131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5454540355617257131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/5454540355617257131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-night-moores-and-kerstetters-minus.html' title='Dicken&apos;s Downtown'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1dlP9sNxfI/AAAAAAAABC0/H6uvBPlP9xA/s72-c/DSCF7607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-2534590769401389110</id><published>2007-12-05T07:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T07:31:36.754-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessed</title><content type='html'>At 6:30 this morning I found myself climbing into the third row seat of my car to find a little red and furry friend of Jackson's. As of recent Jackson and Elmo have been inseperable. However, somehow he managed to go to sleep without him, but this morning he woke up asking for him. I hadn't even made it into his room before he started crying "Momo Momo". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1anTNsNxeI/AAAAAAAABCs/95rPz1fQMWk/s1600-h/DSCF7565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1anTNsNxeI/AAAAAAAABCs/95rPz1fQMWk/s320/DSCF7565.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140479973224465890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they may be spending a little too much time together because they're starting to look a like. Scary!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1anSdsNxdI/AAAAAAAABCk/edy7-FI-1-8/s1600-h/DSCF7588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1anSdsNxdI/AAAAAAAABCk/edy7-FI-1-8/s320/DSCF7588.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140479960339563986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-2534590769401389110?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/2534590769401389110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=2534590769401389110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2534590769401389110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/2534590769401389110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2007/12/obsessed.html' title='Obsessed'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1anTNsNxeI/AAAAAAAABCs/95rPz1fQMWk/s72-c/DSCF7565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2736424651214885743.post-8274430977244742647</id><published>2007-12-03T21:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T21:21:13.397-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Message From Ellie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1TDgNsNxcI/AAAAAAAABCc/Ty3KIxzojWs/s1600-R/DSCF7564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1TDgNsNxcI/AAAAAAAABCc/qUYaWfoTXuE/s320/DSCF7564.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139948032934921666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This message is going out from Ellie to everyone who loves my Mommy. I think my Mommy has finally lost it. She has been really tired and today I think she finally snapped. Please don't tell her I'm writing to tell you this, but tonight she let us watch two movies (which we never get to do) and then she put me in the tub with my big girl panties on. I tried to tell her, but she was persistant. If any of you think you can help please send me your advice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2736424651214885743-8274430977244742647?l=elliejackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/feeds/8274430977244742647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2736424651214885743&amp;postID=8274430977244742647' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8274430977244742647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2736424651214885743/posts/default/8274430977244742647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elliejackson.blogspot.com/2007/12/message-from-ellie.html' title='A Message From Ellie'/><author><name>Moore Family</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Vk_Vz8YMYs/R1TDgNsNxcI/AAAAAAAABCc/qUYaWfoTXuE/s72-c/DSCF7564.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
