<?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-4744470824875740224</id><updated>2011-12-07T22:11:44.318-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eisels</title><subtitle type='html'>Our girls: Jenna, Kylie, and Landrie</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-4706129422173412640</id><published>2010-07-23T12:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T13:08:57.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crystal Beach 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has been 9 months since we have updated this blog!!  Yes, that is horrible.  We will be sure to be better about updates, and will have to share pics from our summer trip north.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But first, here are some shots from our trip to the Bolivar peninsula in May for our annual visit to Crystal Beach, Texas.  Gotta love CB!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/TEnYMw7rG1I/AAAAAAAABec/Tq1BTpnDn90/s1600/100_2271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497162533987621714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/TEnYMw7rG1I/AAAAAAAABec/Tq1BTpnDn90/s320/100_2271.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; A picture of all the children lined up in the surf.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/TEnYMYcv7uI/AAAAAAAABeU/C-QMEny2g1o/s1600/100_2221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497162527415463650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/TEnYMYcv7uI/AAAAAAAABeU/C-QMEny2g1o/s320/100_2221.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Landrie trying to bury her feet with Andrew's help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/TEnYL2-13pI/AAAAAAAABeM/Yacaqf2c12E/s1600/100_2237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497162518431653522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/TEnYL2-13pI/AAAAAAAABeM/Yacaqf2c12E/s320/100_2237.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this shot of Landrie...who did have to sample the salty sand again.  Notice the sand on her face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/TEnYLclMSDI/AAAAAAAABeE/Qxw7hyaBNdQ/s1600/100_2227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497162511344748594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/TEnYLclMSDI/AAAAAAAABeE/Qxw7hyaBNdQ/s320/100_2227.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenna and Kylie loved playing in the waves as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/TEnYK6To89I/AAAAAAAABd8/5Jb8oC6qT14/s1600/100_2311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497162502144324562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/TEnYK6To89I/AAAAAAAABd8/5Jb8oC6qT14/s320/100_2311.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An annual family shot...not much sun that morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love making this trip every spring to stay in Crystal Beach.  Great little town, still rebuilding from Hurricane Ike in September 2008.  It is always fun to spent the time with great friends too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-4706129422173412640?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/4706129422173412640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=4706129422173412640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4706129422173412640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4706129422173412640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2010/07/crystal-beach-2010.html' title='Crystal Beach 2010'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/TEnYMw7rG1I/AAAAAAAABec/Tq1BTpnDn90/s72-c/100_2271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-2131992836970489081</id><published>2009-11-21T20:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T21:11:38.107-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Early November visit from Grandy</title><content type='html'>The blog has been neglected lately, but it seems that everyone is so busy---it all goes by so fast at times!&lt;br /&gt;Grandy Jean came for a visit in the beginning of November for a long weekend trip from Minnesota. The girls, and us of course, were so excited for her visit. It was a nice weekend of relaxing and catching up. Over that weekend all of the girls took a trip to a local park; we call it the "Wood Park", because it has a bunch of kid stuff to climb on and it is all made of wood! Imagine that:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SyhNUdpKKfI/AAAAAAAABds/Uql5xMVXCfw/s1600-h/100_1320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415663565863004658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SyhNUdpKKfI/AAAAAAAABds/Uql5xMVXCfw/s320/100_1320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landrie enjoyed the tire swing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SyhNTxrFoJI/AAAAAAAABdk/jv-xkXEvUOM/s1600-h/100_1321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415663554059935890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SyhNTxrFoJI/AAAAAAAABdk/jv-xkXEvUOM/s320/100_1321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandy and Jenna took a moment to visit on the bench swing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SyhNToDlSsI/AAAAAAAABdc/lCLpv3XG5Cs/s1600-h/100_1307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415663551478319810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SyhNToDlSsI/AAAAAAAABdc/lCLpv3XG5Cs/s320/100_1307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SyhNTGogBmI/AAAAAAAABdU/t351oocEFFk/s1600-h/100_1283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415663542506358370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SyhNTGogBmI/AAAAAAAABdU/t351oocEFFk/s320/100_1283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And a nice little shot of the girls all together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;November came and went---we made a trip north to Illinois for Thanksgiving to Steve and Jeanne's. We had a great visit to see the Geneseo/Atkinson branch of the family. We always have a good time with Pop Pop and Shanny! The girls enjoyed visiting with Conor, Mike, Mitch and Jamie and it was the first time the girls got to meet their newest cousin, London. That was fun for them...I will have to post some of those too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one thing we didn't get done in Illinois that we like to---we didn't make it down to Grandma Marge's basement for a drink with her!! Next time Marge:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-2131992836970489081?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/2131992836970489081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=2131992836970489081' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2131992836970489081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2131992836970489081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/12/early-november-visit-from-grandy.html' title='Early November visit from Grandy'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SyhNUdpKKfI/AAAAAAAABds/Uql5xMVXCfw/s72-c/100_1320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-1575403271952029111</id><published>2009-10-31T21:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:00:08.615-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween 2009!</title><content type='html'>Halloween night was a great time again this year---we ventured over to Deanna and Jodi's neighborhood in Mansfield for trick or treating and Andrew's annual Halloween camp out.  The camp out ended up inside because of some rather frigid temperatures(at least in my terms)...it got down to like 50 degrees or so, maybe even 49!!&lt;br /&gt;The kids camped in tents in the garage, so they had a great night.  The adventure through the neighborhood proved fruitful...this was evident by Landrie's labored and hunched little walk as the evening went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This first pic is toward the end when I made her get into the wagon---as you can see I had an angry gnome on my hands!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SvD5s4yPm9I/AAAAAAAABdM/MXxmMKUKo-8/s1600-h/100_1269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400090502769908690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SvD5s4yPm9I/AAAAAAAABdM/MXxmMKUKo-8/s320/100_1269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little earlier the Landrie gnome was much happier:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SvD5sKHvWmI/AAAAAAAABc0/cr7QZdEHBpU/s1600-h/100_1255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400090490243603042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SvD5sKHvWmI/AAAAAAAABc0/cr7QZdEHBpU/s320/100_1255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here come the children after getting more candy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SvD5r_lH1eI/AAAAAAAABcs/K4GSadsH2vk/s1600-h/100_1254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400090487414052322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SvD5r_lH1eI/AAAAAAAABcs/K4GSadsH2vk/s320/100_1254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the pictures are way out of order...this was just prior to heading out...we got all five kids on the couch for a group photo.  Jenna, Kylie, Ian, Andrew and Landrie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SvD46NDzAfI/AAAAAAAABcc/vcJr7xY-yx8/s1600-h/100_1242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400089632038912498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SvD46NDzAfI/AAAAAAAABcc/vcJr7xY-yx8/s320/100_1242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That way to my garden said the little girl gnome...no, not really...she was pointing at this giant spider that would drop down on or near your head when it heard a loud noise nearby.  Landrie would say, "Spider scares me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SvD45bm95EI/AAAAAAAABcM/qcKJR2EwGW4/s1600-h/100_1236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400089618764653634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SvD45bm95EI/AAAAAAAABcM/qcKJR2EwGW4/s320/100_1236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SvD45Mtg7sI/AAAAAAAABcE/L6xKUfWEty0/s1600-h/100_1232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400089614765584066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SvD45Mtg7sI/AAAAAAAABcE/L6xKUfWEty0/s320/100_1232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a much cooler Halloween than last year, but a great night for trick or treating.  It was a nice night to spend with some scary friends!  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-1575403271952029111?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/1575403271952029111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=1575403271952029111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1575403271952029111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1575403271952029111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween-2009.html' title='Happy Halloween 2009!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SvD5s4yPm9I/AAAAAAAABdM/MXxmMKUKo-8/s72-c/100_1269.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-8354956391437585296</id><published>2009-10-21T22:25:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:44:59.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenna, the new Student Council Historian</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The last two weeks or so of campaigning at school have paid off. On Tuesday, Jenna was elected to the Sallye Moore Elementary School Student Council as the historian. She beat out 11 other candidates for the job...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jenna decided she wanted to run for Student Council at school...and since third graders can only run for historian or treasurer, she decided that being historian would be great. She had to prepare campaign posters and a speech. She had great ideas, but of course, Katie and I helped her touch them up. Katie and Jenna came up with her slogan--"Jenna for Historian, All in favor, say, e-I-sel". She came up with her main points to her speech, and I helped her to polish it up, and then she practiced. I was pretty impressed because she had it memorized in like 30 minutes?! Yeah, she doesn't get that from me...and thank goodness she doesn't get my nerves or anxiety either!&lt;/p&gt;Here is Jenna, waiting to speak---I think maybe there are a few nerves?!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395264797720793938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/St_Uv4lRU1I/AAAAAAAABb8/swXJrBDPz5U/s320/Jennastucospeech.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, Tuesday afternoon, just before the election, all of the candidates presented their speeches to the 3rd-5th graders. I was more nervous than her, I know that. Here is the speech, from the most excited little 3rd grader in this house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-af8477ddd81dc384" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daf8477ddd81dc384%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330063021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5A59B4844CC8CD3B813E62B64129CA5DA9F2F7D1.408FD595002BA4CB7BC985A849D880EFF65E4D21%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daf8477ddd81dc384%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSfn6gZZKu4xF6c5OneUK2U-FxZE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daf8477ddd81dc384%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330063021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5A59B4844CC8CD3B813E62B64129CA5DA9F2F7D1.408FD595002BA4CB7BC985A849D880EFF65E4D21%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daf8477ddd81dc384%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSfn6gZZKu4xF6c5OneUK2U-FxZE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Congratulations Jenna, mommy and I are very proud of you!! Love you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-8354956391437585296?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/8354956391437585296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=8354956391437585296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8354956391437585296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8354956391437585296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/10/jenna-new-student-council-historian.html' title='Jenna, the new Student Council Historian'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/St_Uv4lRU1I/AAAAAAAABb8/swXJrBDPz5U/s72-c/Jennastucospeech.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-1446118196940204712</id><published>2009-09-30T22:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:54:57.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our newest niece, London Jean Scofield</title><content type='html'>We want to welcome our newest niece to the family!&lt;br /&gt;London Jean Scofield was born in the wee hours of the morning on September 22, 2009 at Fairview Red Wing Hospital in scenic Red Wing, Minnesota. You know Red Wing, home of the Red Wing HS Wingers??!!&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to the new mom and dad too---try to get in as much sleep as possible, whenever you can Jamie and Mitch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SsQjY8X9ZfI/AAAAAAAABbc/XbH6HaN7RNo/s1600-h/london1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387469965672408562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SsQjY8X9ZfI/AAAAAAAABbc/XbH6HaN7RNo/s320/london1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jamie and Mitch sent us this pic on Wednesday at one day old--looks like she might be a peaceful sleeper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SsQjYY4S1TI/AAAAAAAABbU/X2owTJopOBM/s1600-h/london2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387469956144354610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SsQjYY4S1TI/AAAAAAAABbU/X2owTJopOBM/s320/london2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here she was 'smiling' shortly after being born. I have to apologize, I don't even have her birth stats in front of me, and Katie is sleeping. I think she was born 8 lbs 4 ozs, and maybe 20 inches long. I know I must be somewhat close:) I do know that the girls are so excited to meet her, but they will have to wait until Thanksgiving. It will be here before we know it though. Katie is making a long weekend trip up to meet London, see Jamie and Mitch and her parents too. I know she is very excited about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides London being born, all is pretty hectic here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School has been very busy for Katie and I. The girls are doing well, Landrie is quite the Chatty Cathy girl. Jenna and Kylie talk my ear off to and from school every day. Sometimes I have to announce 'talk break'--and turn up the radio a bit to decompress and clear my mind. Life is hectic, and one just has to enjoy every moment, no matter how crazy it seems. I found myself reminiscing about college life in Bemidji today---seems like yesterday, but actually about a decade ago, plus a couple of years!!! REALLY!!?? Wow, that is crazy. I have rambled a bit much. Anyway, back to the reason for the post, London: Look forward to meeting you soon, don't be too hard on your mom and dad.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-1446118196940204712?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/1446118196940204712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=1446118196940204712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1446118196940204712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1446118196940204712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-newest-niece.html' title='Our newest niece, London Jean Scofield'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SsQjY8X9ZfI/AAAAAAAABbc/XbH6HaN7RNo/s72-c/london1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-4490464455428961990</id><published>2009-08-30T08:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T09:02:02.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monday was a big day at our house. Jenna had her first day as a 3rd grader and Kylie started Kindergarten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375747583110050898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Spp98eVwdFI/AAAAAAAABa0/uqbYqoPsWnc/s320/100_0918.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here they are sporting their new backpacks. Kylie's with princesses (of course) and Jenna's with iCarly on it. They were set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Spp99luhWxI/AAAAAAAABbE/FYhYfxDh8-0/s1600-h/100_0916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375747602272836370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Spp99luhWxI/AAAAAAAABbE/FYhYfxDh8-0/s320/100_0916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple quick pics before getting in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Spp98_iW-NI/AAAAAAAABa8/DY3tJQApSrI/s1600-h/100_0915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375747592021276882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Spp98_iW-NI/AAAAAAAABa8/DY3tJQApSrI/s320/100_0915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375747567036998834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Spp97idpJLI/AAAAAAAABas/e_oQrPpoIss/s320/100_0920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jenna took a picture of Jed and I with Kylie on her first day of school. Landrie snuck in too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375747616373210370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Spp9-aQT_QI/AAAAAAAABbM/5POsabUY9VE/s320/100_0922.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here's Kylie with her teacher, Ms. Wood. She had a great first day. When I drove to pick them all up because we were all carpooling due to some Jetta issues...anyway...when I got there Kylie flew out the front doors of the school screaming "Mommy, I liked it." Jed said he saw her throughout the day in passing and she was just bouncing, ponytails swinging and smiling from ear to ear. That's my Kindergarten Kylie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-4490464455428961990?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/4490464455428961990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=4490464455428961990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4490464455428961990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4490464455428961990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Spp98eVwdFI/AAAAAAAABa0/uqbYqoPsWnc/s72-c/100_0918.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-807110099663339010</id><published>2009-08-15T20:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:10:15.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night at the Drive-In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few weeks ago we all packed up the family and headed for Ennis, Texas. What's in Ennis you ask...the galaxy drive in theatre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370375376434510018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sodn847iOMI/AAAAAAAABYs/pXLf53Dmpdc/s320/100_0853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370375361049106402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sodn7_nXl-I/AAAAAAAABYc/dBf2_BGpMwQ/s320/100_0846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Landrie sat in her lawn chair for exactly 7 min. After that she was walking around, getting in and out of the van, and really just content when sitting by the popcorn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370375367445577010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sodn8XcZ_TI/AAAAAAAABYk/9SysVenRRxo/s320/100_0847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sodn9nPSCfI/AAAAAAAABY8/x5x6V-JCc7I/s1600-h/100_0854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370375388865366514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sodn9nPSCfI/AAAAAAAABY8/x5x6V-JCc7I/s320/100_0854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is about a 40 minute drive from our house, so we don't go often, but have been a few times. $5 gets you in to watch one of their four screens. Each screen shows 2 movies a night. I know we watched Ice Age 3, and Landrie was not about to sit through another movie, so we called it a night after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sodn9fWP24I/AAAAAAAABY0/J6a5ttKEK3A/s1600-h/100_0856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370375386747100034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sodn9fWP24I/AAAAAAAABY0/J6a5ttKEK3A/s320/100_0856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370375718159086994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SodoQx9BdZI/AAAAAAAABZE/TVWnt337_s0/s320/100_0859.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-807110099663339010?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/807110099663339010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=807110099663339010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/807110099663339010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/807110099663339010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/08/night-at-drive-in.html' title='A Night at the Drive-In'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sodn847iOMI/AAAAAAAABYs/pXLf53Dmpdc/s72-c/100_0853.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-2378163788553217856</id><published>2009-07-20T12:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:24:57.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea World &amp; San Antonio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364305326119494018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHXRdYWoYI/AAAAAAAABV8/Qin1cPIZQRE/s320/100_0783.jpg" border="0" /&gt; In the middle of July we had the chance to take a little family trip to San Antonio Texas. The biggest reason for our trip was to hit Sea World. We lucked out and got two-day tickets for the price on one-day tickets so we enjoyed two Shamu-packed days.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364305329732787906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHXRq11HsI/AAAAAAAABWE/ysrAnCBSXZ4/s320/100_0655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Of course the first thing we did when we got there was to head to the Shamu show. It was approximately 104 degrees out so we found ourselves a seat in the splash zone. This picture was after Landrie was soaked...she was not happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364305333424421490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHXR4l--nI/AAAAAAAABWM/UF6tI6yOwBU/s320/100_0666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jenna, Kylie and I took a ride on the Wild River. If you look closely you can see Jenna and I waving at Jed and Landrie. It felt so good to get a little wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHZ6SyeS0I/AAAAAAAABXU/Gb3M-cfeEO0/s1600-h/100_0758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364308226674150210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHZ6SyeS0I/AAAAAAAABXU/Gb3M-cfeEO0/s320/100_0758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riding the Shamu express. Again, you can only see Jenna and I, Kylie was sitting next to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i rode this roller coaster 4 times and the girls probably 6 times each.  (the line was short)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364307192538114802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHY-GVOqvI/AAAAAAAABW8/EWJMq44y1Q0/s320/100_0767.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Another ride with a short line (which automatically make it a favorite of mine) was this one.  Matter of fact they didn't even have to get off of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHZ5xIhXQI/AAAAAAAABXM/jBwADQIuDLQ/s1600-h/100_0769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364308217639820546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHZ5xIhXQI/AAAAAAAABXM/jBwADQIuDLQ/s320/100_0769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wheeeee! And no they were not topless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHY-ijtm4I/AAAAAAAABXE/A_JmBCo1D6g/s1600-h/100_0718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364307200115055490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHY-ijtm4I/AAAAAAAABXE/A_JmBCo1D6g/s320/100_0718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls watching the Sealion Show.   One of their favorites.  Jed and Landrie missed this one.  Landrie was trying to fall asleep in the stroller so they walked around a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHY95j32uI/AAAAAAAABW0/qM0rscOYjlY/s1600-h/100_0709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364307189109873378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHY95j32uI/AAAAAAAABW0/qM0rscOYjlY/s320/100_0709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On day 2 we decided to get the girls caracatures done.  Here's the start of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364310763122375618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHcN7y2u8I/AAAAAAAABYM/1bN4QHTQ0-M/s320/100_0714.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Working on Kylie in this picture.  I'll have to take a picture of the finished product to post.  It turned out really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364308234550677858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHZ6wIYkWI/AAAAAAAABXc/xZW0EOwhER8/s320/100_0778.jpg" border="0" /&gt; A picture on the way out of the park on day two.  Landrie was done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364310071654006786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHblr38wAI/AAAAAAAABX8/7WqIRk2zg1U/s320/100_0673.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The sign of a great day.  Sleeping as soon as we hit the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364310053052836194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHbkmlFaWI/AAAAAAAABXk/EU_hfxLhHBg/s320/100_0676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This was in the van after day one.  on our way to the hotel.  It was not a long ride, but they sure zonked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364310057320546930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHbk2elgnI/AAAAAAAABXs/EcW4ml82Kck/s320/100_0677.jpg" border="0" /&gt; After checking inot the hotel having some showers and some pizza we ventured out in San Antonio.  Here's jed and the girls waiting for the trolley that would take us the four blocks to the river walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long story short:  the trolley ended up being a scary city bus, so we walked back to the hotel when we were finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHY9QbAdUI/AAAAAAAABWk/OFxJZOnotzk/s1600-h/100_0680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364307178066834754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHY9QbAdUI/AAAAAAAABWk/OFxJZOnotzk/s320/100_0680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Alamo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364310772240342658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHcOdwv3oI/AAAAAAAABYU/8XjDHiOBwVU/s320/100_0699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The river walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364310079329260114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHbmId30lI/AAAAAAAABYE/i3xCrZZcJZw/s320/100_0703.jpg" border="0" /&gt; It ended up being a very quick walk on the river walk.  You can imagine how tired we all were after spening close to 7 hours that day walking around in the 100+ degree weather.  So, we saw it, took a few pictures, walked back to the hotel and slept really well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-2378163788553217856?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/2378163788553217856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=2378163788553217856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2378163788553217856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2378163788553217856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/07/sea-world-san-antonio.html' title='Sea World &amp; San Antonio'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SnHXRdYWoYI/AAAAAAAABV8/Qin1cPIZQRE/s72-c/100_0783.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-540623620201811292</id><published>2009-07-19T15:33:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:27:49.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Illinois Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; About 10 minutes after arriving in Illinois Jenna found the motercycle helmet and pretty much spent the next several dasy either one the motorcycle or asking to ride the motorcycle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speed Racer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360273346224431618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOENVyzogI/AAAAAAAABTM/9QSWhVCshV4/s320/100_0360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360273338017112882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOEM3OB4zI/AAAAAAAABS8/S2caBoo8QHU/s320/100_0374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kylie was a little nervous so jed took her for a spin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOI6r1BU5I/AAAAAAAABVU/urFyvgw7yDM/s1600-h/100_0410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360278523279922066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOI6r1BU5I/AAAAAAAABVU/urFyvgw7yDM/s320/100_0410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Landrie - not nervous at all, but wishing her legs were a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360275626496872818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOGSEeH0XI/AAAAAAAABUM/WgeBK9sjU38/s320/100_0413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thanks Aunt Jamie for the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360273353107307026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOENvbz-hI/AAAAAAAABTU/JWJ9wthcUWU/s320/100_0396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cheeeeese with Pop Pop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so upset with myself that I did not do a better job of taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOHYyvIgBI/AAAAAAAABVE/NIPH5tqe5bg/s1600-h/100_0389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360276841507094546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOHYyvIgBI/AAAAAAAABVE/NIPH5tqe5bg/s320/100_0389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sparkler fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Between the first two nights I think we set off a record breaking number of fireworks...big ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOHYcu1OaI/AAAAAAAABU0/0N-T7MW65M0/s1600-h/100_0525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360276835600251298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOHYcu1OaI/AAAAAAAABU0/0N-T7MW65M0/s320/100_0525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls got to hang with Grandma Marge on the 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOHXyjGh2I/AAAAAAAABUs/WnV81EH4piU/s1600-h/100_0524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360276824276764514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOHXyjGh2I/AAAAAAAABUs/WnV81EH4piU/s320/100_0524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jed and I volunteered to got pick up Grandma Marge in Geneseo.  We went a little early so that we could visit a little and have a drink with her in her basement that brings back great memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOGSYq8Z7I/AAAAAAAABUc/DcKZnNECIcg/s1600-h/100_0517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360275631919359922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOGSYq8Z7I/AAAAAAAABUc/DcKZnNECIcg/s320/100_0517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls with their cousin Kyle.  Thanks Kyle for letting the girls take over your motorcycle for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOGSFu11LI/AAAAAAAABUU/T0rfWAE3_r8/s1600-h/100_0506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360275626835432626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOGSFu11LI/AAAAAAAABUU/T0rfWAE3_r8/s320/100_0506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Laughing with my Landrie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOGR_Z3aQI/AAAAAAAABUE/rYJR6McGGGk/s1600-h/100_0428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360275625136843010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOGR_Z3aQI/AAAAAAAABUE/rYJR6McGGGk/s320/100_0428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls had a good time building blocks in the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOFKkez8OI/AAAAAAAABTs/iI7MvoeBPCo/s1600-h/100_0409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360274398139117794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOFKkez8OI/AAAAAAAABTs/iI7MvoeBPCo/s320/100_0409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenna giving Pop Pop a tractor ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOFJ0bf8_I/AAAAAAAABTc/8ke8OXzRvwc/s1600-h/100_0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360274385240323058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOFJ0bf8_I/AAAAAAAABTc/8ke8OXzRvwc/s320/100_0373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kylie and Uncle Mitch checking out Conors new truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360276850181891106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOHZTDXZCI/AAAAAAAABVM/e92n6ZC0voo/s320/100_0592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Conor did such a great job helping Kylie on the motorcycle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, did I mention that he saved Jenna from a huge accident.  The first time she got on it she reved it up and practically wheelied her way across the driveway...thanks Conoc for being in the right place at the right time and helping to catch her.  Once we set the speed to not exceed 1st gear they were good to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360278528271373730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOI6-bE1aI/AAAAAAAABVc/5hAOiO2K3xY/s320/100_0574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In no time at all Kylie was on her own racing around the yard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOENAqkS_I/AAAAAAAABTE/DR6haItomus/s1600-h/100_0400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360273340552727538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOENAqkS_I/AAAAAAAABTE/DR6haItomus/s320/100_0400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A more mellow ride for Landrie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360278537588631474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOI7hIe57I/AAAAAAAABV0/Ger7ls3sXAg/s320/100_0559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jenna going off the diving board at the local pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360278535053623874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOI7XsFwkI/AAAAAAAABVs/NKTvGCVIa5k/s320/100_0563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kylie shooting out the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360276836800061234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOHYhM43zI/AAAAAAAABU8/_g1-W4qP85Q/s320/100_0606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And of course a bath in the driveway with a hose and some spray foam soap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for a great trip Pop Pop and Shanny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-540623620201811292?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/540623620201811292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=540623620201811292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/540623620201811292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/540623620201811292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/07/illinois-trip.html' title='Illinois Trip'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SmOENVyzogI/AAAAAAAABTM/9QSWhVCshV4/s72-c/100_0360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-8900062995737172422</id><published>2009-06-30T11:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T12:09:39.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sundae Party for Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; A couple weekends ago we celebrates all three girls birthdays with a "Sundae Party".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a very warm day so lots of people were in the pool trying to stay cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353167559390601730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SkpFiHCfIgI/AAAAAAAABSU/LUBP9t2nmhE/s320/100_0269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls watched me work on the cake all morning.  It turned out very cute.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353167563073056914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SkpFiUwc8JI/AAAAAAAABSc/4LNSCyL1Tp4/s320/100_0270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SkpFinXtlWI/AAAAAAAABSk/O1lfs23BY3w/s1600-h/100_0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353167568069563746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SkpFinXtlWI/AAAAAAAABSk/O1lfs23BY3w/s320/100_0275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got them out of the pool just long enough for a picture and a quick verse of Happy Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353167576442237922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SkpFjGj6c-I/AAAAAAAABSs/-9c9tFQvLC0/s320/100_0291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jenna showing off her flippers from Aunt Jamie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-8900062995737172422?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/8900062995737172422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=8900062995737172422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8900062995737172422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8900062995737172422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/06/sundae-party-for-three.html' title='A Sundae Party for Three'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SkpFiHCfIgI/AAAAAAAABSU/LUBP9t2nmhE/s72-c/100_0269.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-2891345533361660854</id><published>2009-06-28T21:19:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:28:11.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Only in Texas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;This is the funniest thing I had seen in a long time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Driving down the road we come upon this.  Here's how it went...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352568875920601266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SkglCJUPMLI/AAAAAAAABSE/3RBYDMYq58g/s320/100_0217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; The next minute in the car was me pleaing with Jed to drive faster so i could get the camera.  Then, I was not satisfyed that my picture encompassed the hideousness that I was seeing so my next plea was for Jed to get up next to them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The following pictures speak for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SkglB9FeWwI/AAAAAAAABR8/FdCi8-3_w9M/s1600-h/100_0215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352568872637455106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SkglB9FeWwI/AAAAAAAABR8/FdCi8-3_w9M/s320/100_0215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352568881386881698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SkglCdrgAqI/AAAAAAAABSM/i4oMNNBs7Z8/s320/100_0216.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Yee Haw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-2891345533361660854?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/2891345533361660854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=2891345533361660854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2891345533361660854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2891345533361660854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/06/only-in-texas.html' title='Only in Texas'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SkglCJUPMLI/AAAAAAAABSE/3RBYDMYq58g/s72-c/100_0217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-4089683949090444163</id><published>2009-06-28T21:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:13:16.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to Stay Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Skgic4lTZzI/AAAAAAAABRs/wSoorgYzx9I/s1600-h/100_0197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352566036750362418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Skgic4lTZzI/AAAAAAAABRs/wSoorgYzx9I/s320/100_0197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landrie in her favorite outfit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Skgicj002xI/AAAAAAAABRk/5BzSAPqZ-kk/s1600-h/100_0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Skgh7v9PrkI/AAAAAAAABRc/KVUnJKFUzz4/s1600-h/100_0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352565467499179586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Skgh7v9PrkI/AAAAAAAABRc/KVUnJKFUzz4/s320/100_0182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylie catching a little air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Skgh7ZQf_EI/AAAAAAAABRU/A11AkSgMrEE/s1600-h/100_0180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352565461405924418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Skgh7ZQf_EI/AAAAAAAABRU/A11AkSgMrEE/s320/100_0180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Karate chop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Skgh6ZzT-_I/AAAAAAAABQ8/zOpvnN2g_BI/s1600-h/100_0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352565444372069362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Skgh6ZzT-_I/AAAAAAAABQ8/zOpvnN2g_BI/s320/100_0172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice the theme.  Honestly it has been too warm here to do anything other than swim.  When the 7-day forcast ranges from 99 to 103 just plan to get up get your suit on and be thankful we have the pool.  We wouldn't know what to do without it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-4089683949090444163?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/4089683949090444163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=4089683949090444163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4089683949090444163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4089683949090444163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/06/trying-to-stay-cool.html' title='Trying to Stay Cool'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Skgic4lTZzI/AAAAAAAABRs/wSoorgYzx9I/s72-c/100_0197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-8585725947407900438</id><published>2009-06-20T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:28:58.508-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who has the Green Thumb?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Below you will see a picture of what started as two identical plants. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SkgjhltlSvI/AAAAAAAABR0/9-UKl7ofcJo/s1600-h/100_0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352567217095789298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SkgjhltlSvI/AAAAAAAABR0/9-UKl7ofcJo/s320/100_0240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As the end of the school year got closer we started to bring some things home and just so happened to bring home our classroom plant on the same day. As you can see, one of them thrived and the other practically died. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who in our family has the Green Thumb? It's Jed. As a matter of fact the other plant I had in my classroom was rescued by another teacher who could no longer watch the abuse...I'll do better next year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-8585725947407900438?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/8585725947407900438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=8585725947407900438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8585725947407900438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8585725947407900438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/06/who-has-green-thumb.html' title='Who has the Green Thumb?'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SkgjhltlSvI/AAAAAAAABR0/9-UKl7ofcJo/s72-c/100_0240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-5843381197795508605</id><published>2009-06-18T21:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:39:10.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A night at the races</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sjr4p4j7hqI/AAAAAAAABQ0/L5fN49PW5c8/s1600-h/horse+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348860905897297570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sjr4p4j7hqI/AAAAAAAABQ0/L5fN49PW5c8/s320/horse+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last week while Grandy was here we thought we would take her to the horse races and try our luck.  We had a great time...won a little, lost a little and really enjoyed the beautiful night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Notice all the empty seats around us.  Kids are great for keeping the crowds away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sjr4pfR0NOI/AAAAAAAABQs/Iu0MVMs8i5c/s1600-h/horse+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348860899110434018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sjr4pfR0NOI/AAAAAAAABQs/Iu0MVMs8i5c/s320/horse+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenna, Kylie and Andrew checking out the horses before a race.&lt;br /&gt;Deanna, Grandy and I pooled our money and placed some bets.  No winners for the first 4 races or so, but then on race number 5 is where it got fun.  We picked horse 8 to win and he did!  $66.00 later we were cheering like we won the lottery...$22.00 a peice not bad.  Enough for a couple of hot dogs.  Did I mention that we happend to go on dollar dog night?  What luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sjr4o1mtzRI/AAAAAAAABQk/3_U_49nDp1Y/s1600-h/horse+race.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348860887923805458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sjr4o1mtzRI/AAAAAAAABQk/3_U_49nDp1Y/s320/horse+race.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great time.  Jenna seemed to be the one that could pick the winners :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sjr4IUyBZDI/AAAAAAAABQc/j9vTPjNQQNs/s1600-h/horse+race.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-5843381197795508605?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/5843381197795508605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=5843381197795508605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/5843381197795508605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/5843381197795508605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/06/night-at-races.html' title='A night at the races'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sjr4p4j7hqI/AAAAAAAABQ0/L5fN49PW5c8/s72-c/horse+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-1530874678206319047</id><published>2009-06-11T13:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T13:57:35.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SjFTBjJKaDI/AAAAAAAABQE/MzLwuSdk7CE/s1600-h/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346145518744135730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SjFTBjJKaDI/AAAAAAAABQE/MzLwuSdk7CE/s320/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know this is a little late, but this is a picture from Mother's Day.  We spent a good part of the day in the car driving home from Crystal Beach.  Before getting in the car I got to hang with my girlies on the swing under our beach house for a while...some might say I was hiding so I didn't have to help pack the van. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-1530874678206319047?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/1530874678206319047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=1530874678206319047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1530874678206319047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1530874678206319047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/06/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SjFTBjJKaDI/AAAAAAAABQE/MzLwuSdk7CE/s72-c/girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-8004727211621991204</id><published>2009-06-02T19:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:16:53.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crystal Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh my goodness, I did it again.  Another month has passed and no post from the Eisels.  That being said I am sure that you guessed it, May was a crazy month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the highlights of May was our 3rd annual trip to Crystal Beach Texas.  This year was a little different.  Hurrican Ike blew through Crystal beach almost 9 months ago.  We had been watching the websites to see the damage, but were not sure what it would be like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXLNM2CFAI/AAAAAAAABPk/k9Kqx3lR3HE/s1600-h/100_0878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342899960591553538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXLNM2CFAI/AAAAAAAABPk/k9Kqx3lR3HE/s320/100_0878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course we rode the ferry there.  This was a highlight for Landrie seeing as "bird" is one of her favorite words.  Very cute unless you ride with her everyday and she feels the need to point out every bird she sees...and, doesn't just say "bird", but instead yells "BIRD, BIRD, BIRD" unitll I comment on the fact that she does in fact see a bird.  OK, I guess it is still cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXLM3DDpcI/AAAAAAAABPc/bRk5CZas_yA/s1600-h/100_0881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342899954740602306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXLM3DDpcI/AAAAAAAABPc/bRk5CZas_yA/s320/100_0881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here shi is spoting a bird I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXK7fbg8gI/AAAAAAAABPQ/qXtS4yLjF5A/s1600-h/100_0876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342899656342958594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXK7fbg8gI/AAAAAAAABPQ/qXtS4yLjF5A/s320/100_0876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXK7ISdg5I/AAAAAAAABPE/3eQEvTxHxWw/s1600-h/100_0880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342899650130969490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXK7ISdg5I/AAAAAAAABPE/3eQEvTxHxWw/s320/100_0880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXK6gKMDUI/AAAAAAAABO4/EpflkVt0wIc/s1600-h/100_0892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342899639358852418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXK6gKMDUI/AAAAAAAABO4/EpflkVt0wIc/s320/100_0892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like I mentiond, the hurricane hit this part of Texas hard.  This is a picture on the main road of the peninsula.  Piles of trees and branches and random garbage.  It will take them forever to get back to normal, but they are well on their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXK6YznCKI/AAAAAAAABOs/q9z-szuCM4w/s1600-h/100_0893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342899637385103522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXK6YznCKI/AAAAAAAABOs/q9z-szuCM4w/s320/100_0893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of a neighborhood that was once house after house after house.  Now you can see it is pretty sparce.  Some have rebuilt and some are still waiting to be demolished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342898884196957170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXKOi9j-_I/AAAAAAAABOU/ZHd96t6jBHw/s320/100_0901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is a house we came across on the beach.  Like the front had been sliced off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXK6BwJPkI/AAAAAAAABOk/D0jX6JMkJpM/s1600-h/100_0894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342899631196552770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXK6BwJPkI/AAAAAAAABOk/D0jX6JMkJpM/s320/100_0894.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a shot of our house...great place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXKO5zry9I/AAAAAAAABOc/z7dwM6SIXeU/s1600-h/100_0897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342898890329541586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXKO5zry9I/AAAAAAAABOc/z7dwM6SIXeU/s320/100_0897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The view off of the front deck.  That blue house on the beach is the one that was missing it's front.  From the back it looked like they were just missing a few peices of siding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXKOc8N66I/AAAAAAAABOM/swY5Nl3_ZOY/s1600-h/100_0907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342898882580704162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXKOc8N66I/AAAAAAAABOM/swY5Nl3_ZOY/s320/100_0907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landries favorite past time on day 1...eating sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXKOCjVxCI/AAAAAAAABOE/pMAyssqKqZg/s1600-h/100_0910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342898875497038882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXKOCjVxCI/AAAAAAAABOE/pMAyssqKqZg/s320/100_0910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really thought she would figure out that it didn't taste great and be done, but not untill she was pooping sand did she figure that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXKNzBhSDI/AAAAAAAABN8/mEySdA-Eb4M/s1600-h/100_0911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342898871328655410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXKNzBhSDI/AAAAAAAABN8/mEySdA-Eb4M/s320/100_0911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kylie and Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXJZvZ6vuI/AAAAAAAABN0/xJripSHi0Ew/s1600-h/100_0917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342897977004048098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXJZvZ6vuI/AAAAAAAABN0/xJripSHi0Ew/s320/100_0917.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXJZp0xCvI/AAAAAAAABNs/GOg6-Oo1ukE/s1600-h/100_0973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342897975506045682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXJZp0xCvI/AAAAAAAABNs/GOg6-Oo1ukE/s320/100_0973.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXJZJNbl0I/AAAAAAAABNc/ueMKdeFMCak/s1600-h/100_0984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342897966751127362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXJZJNbl0I/AAAAAAAABNc/ueMKdeFMCak/s320/100_0984.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXJZUjVWnI/AAAAAAAABNk/R2kbTg1v5ZA/s1600-h/100_0982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342897969795783282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXJZUjVWnI/AAAAAAAABNk/R2kbTg1v5ZA/s320/100_0982.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pool  helped with the sand eating a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXJY6NlT2I/AAAAAAAABNU/evXF0oivbnc/s1600-h/100_0986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342897962725232482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXJY6NlT2I/AAAAAAAABNU/evXF0oivbnc/s320/100_0986.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a great trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-8004727211621991204?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/8004727211621991204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=8004727211621991204' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8004727211621991204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8004727211621991204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/06/crystal-beach.html' title='Crystal Beach'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXLNM2CFAI/AAAAAAAABPk/k9Kqx3lR3HE/s72-c/100_0878.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-622919482265882753</id><published>2009-06-01T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:29:59.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby is in a big girl bed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHEESE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXQ3lR5e-I/AAAAAAAABPs/PHSvkyDe8cU/s1600-h/photo[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342906186263526370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXQ3lR5e-I/AAAAAAAABPs/PHSvkyDe8cU/s320/photo%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One milestone we hit in May was getting Landrie out of her crib and into her very own big girl bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not going to lie...it was hard to watch Jed take apart the crib that all the girls used and pack it away in the garage. It now waits there for Jamie and Mitch to haul it to Minnesota to use for their baby girl that they are expecting in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXQ3yaPk-I/AAAAAAAABP8/H2Ve_pYYvIM/s1600-h/photo[3].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342906189788189666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXQ3yaPk-I/AAAAAAAABP8/H2Ve_pYYvIM/s320/photo%5B3%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who needs a bed when you have a rug?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXQ3ynTkII/AAAAAAAABP0/pmPRpUToock/s1600-h/photo[2].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342906189842976898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXQ3ynTkII/AAAAAAAABP0/pmPRpUToock/s320/photo%5B2%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a big girl! She has done so well. She lays down well, stays in her bed and every once in a while we will hear her little toy piano go off in the morning...guess she's awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-622919482265882753?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/622919482265882753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=622919482265882753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/622919482265882753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/622919482265882753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-baby-is-in-big-girl-bed.html' title='My baby is in a big girl bed!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SiXQ3lR5e-I/AAAAAAAABPs/PHSvkyDe8cU/s72-c/photo%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-3659352661847064549</id><published>2009-05-13T09:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:08:12.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenna's Very Own Blog</title><content type='html'>Just in case you want to check it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenna started her own Blog last night.  She was so excited.  She wanted to get up early this morning and write more on it.  I have added a link to her blog from ours...leave her a comment...She'll LOVE that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-3659352661847064549?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/3659352661847064549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=3659352661847064549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/3659352661847064549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/3659352661847064549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/05/jennas-very-own-blog.html' title='Jenna&apos;s Very Own Blog'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-4296996549070853054</id><published>2009-05-04T20:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:32:32.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>April in a Nutshell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh My Goodness! Where has the month of April gone? Here is the quick version of what we have have been up to this month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332154302429498562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sf-eFkvhjMI/AAAAAAAABMM/5Iu3JRu5wqo/s320/100_0815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The girls used the clues that the Easter Bunny left to find their baskets in Landrie's closet...silly rabbit! Note: Kylie is getting lots of use out of the shoes she got for Jamie and Mitch's wedding, yes, check out her shoes!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332154290903363746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sf-eE5zesKI/AAAAAAAABL0/9QAtCJdsLAY/s320/100_0791.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Easter eggs were colored.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332154297690551794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sf-eFTFq9fI/AAAAAAAABME/lugb-eWNiLs/s320/100_0795.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Landrie did not get the dye...just stickers for her.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332154925221569666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sf-ep00uZII/AAAAAAAABMc/jEDWkLZ-NXA/s320/100_0826.jpg" border="0" /&gt; That crazy bunny put eggs everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sf-fV2BuyPI/AAAAAAAABNE/6FR2bXsIjK0/s1600-h/100_0860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332155681458800882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sf-fV2BuyPI/AAAAAAAABNE/6FR2bXsIjK0/s320/100_0860.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landrie wore her rain boots and pulled Kylie's hair. This is a daily occurance. Doesn't bother Jenna...she just keeps reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sf-eqdknTgI/AAAAAAAABM0/SkVrXOfFpwc/s1600-h/100_0851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332154936159849986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sf-eqdknTgI/AAAAAAAABM0/SkVrXOfFpwc/s320/100_0851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenna and Kylie took the first swim of the season...burrr! 68 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sf-eqBCpL6I/AAAAAAAABMs/S6lOyWMfL0w/s1600-h/100_0850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332154928501174178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sf-eqBCpL6I/AAAAAAAABMs/S6lOyWMfL0w/s320/100_0850.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her teeth are chattering, you just can't see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sf-eqJJhbNI/AAAAAAAABMk/TwFugSJee7Y/s1600-h/100_0847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332154930677509330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sf-eqJJhbNI/AAAAAAAABMk/TwFugSJee7Y/s320/100_0847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are at CiCi's Pizza. This was on Kylie's birthday. Since I blogged last we have celebrated 3 birthdays. Mine on the 13th(32!), Kylie turned 5 on the 15th and Jenna turned 7 on the 29th. We are holding off on the actual birthday party until we can swim. End of May, maybe June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sf-eqqtTiLI/AAAAAAAABM8/wC5UqmJ5gLA/s1600-h/100_0848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332154939685963954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sf-eqqtTiLI/AAAAAAAABM8/wC5UqmJ5gLA/s320/100_0848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sammy snuggled with our favorite stuffed animal, Polka Dot Murray. Cozy!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332155686834107762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sf-fWKDTdXI/AAAAAAAABNM/yhvO2UnR9fs/s320/100_0871.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Landrie finally started letting us put ponies in her hair. Hard to see, but you get the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this point we are just washing our hands trying to keep the Swine Flu away and counting down the days until summer. We are headed south to Crystal Beach on Wednesday for our annual long beach weekend and are really looking forward to it.  It will be interesting to see it since Hurricane Ike hit last September!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, that was April in a nutshell. Hopefully, I can get another post up before the end of May :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-4296996549070853054?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/4296996549070853054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=4296996549070853054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4296996549070853054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4296996549070853054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/05/april-in-nutshell.html' title='April in a Nutshell'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sf-eFkvhjMI/AAAAAAAABMM/5Iu3JRu5wqo/s72-c/100_0815.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-7205027612059768901</id><published>2009-04-08T18:36:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:16:09.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mitch &amp; Jamie's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sd03wknBh2I/AAAAAAAABLs/5r6gOkNtJ_c/s1600-h/100_0708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322471642222397282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sd03wknBh2I/AAAAAAAABLs/5r6gOkNtJ_c/s320/100_0708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This past weekend we ventured to Minnesota to take part in my sister's wedding. Jamie and Mitch dated in high school. They both went in different directions on their own paths. Last summer thanks to their 10 year high school reunion their paths crossed again...the rest is history!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322469377270089538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sd01svAUB0I/AAAAAAAABJs/vN4LETiRIRs/s320/100_0691.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I was so happy to be a part of their big day. Everything went smoothly and turned out to be just beautiful. The only exception...my toast. Talk about a sobbing mess :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322469380534926562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sd01s7KtfOI/AAAAAAAABJ0/Rh7lb4YPjZw/s320/100_0697.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Jenna and Kylie served as flower girls. Kylie got a little nervous and never did make the walk down the aisle. Jenna ended up being escorted part of the way by my brother Conor. Nice improvising Con!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322469389185739682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sd01tbZOa6I/AAAAAAAABKE/CeHSJCoXwks/s320/100_0714.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Grandy posing with the flower girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sd02MPn9UoI/AAAAAAAABKs/389VbrIXjWk/s1600-h/100_0735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322469918602252930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sd02MPn9UoI/AAAAAAAABKs/389VbrIXjWk/s320/100_0735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favorite picture of Jamie and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sd02L1kpkFI/AAAAAAAABKk/HsMP7-5pwyo/s1600-h/100_0719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322469911609053266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sd02L1kpkFI/AAAAAAAABKk/HsMP7-5pwyo/s320/100_0719.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landrie pretty much did her own thing. Thanks so much to Grandy and Shanny for helping us keep her under wraps...made it much less stressful on us. Landrie even got to have a slumber party with Pop Pop and Shanny in their hotel room on the night of the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322469901189854802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sd02LOwhNlI/AAAAAAAABKU/iuVeDT6zORU/s320/100_0715.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Groomsman daddy with his little girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sd02Membb8I/AAAAAAAABK0/17v4DbRSLB4/s1600-h/100_0749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322469922622369730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sd02Membb8I/AAAAAAAABK0/17v4DbRSLB4/s320/100_0749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322470380828048994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sd02nJjLPmI/AAAAAAAABK8/gSqr2TEvoFE/s320/100_0751.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Daddy and Kylie sharing a dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sd01ttbkTVI/AAAAAAAABKM/UIZjAxpqRJE/s1600-h/100_0725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322469394027400530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sd01ttbkTVI/AAAAAAAABKM/UIZjAxpqRJE/s320/100_0725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mitch and Jamie's first dance. They danced to "Let's stay together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322470383842931890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sd02nUx-tLI/AAAAAAAABLE/MApxXPdcoy4/s320/100_0734.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My brother Mike and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322470389150634850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sd02nojb02I/AAAAAAAABLM/y-igc-v4Cn8/s320/100_0754.jpg" border="0" /&gt; All night Kylie kept asking..."Mom, can I slide on my dress?"..."Not yet" I would reply. Finally after 12 times I caved. "Fine, go for it" And she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322470393668937746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sd02n5YrqBI/AAAAAAAABLU/hCPzZnNuFNM/s320/100_0785.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Kylie was nodding off towards the end. My flash didn't go off, but this is still one of my favorite pictures of the night. She was so tired we pushed a few chairs together and she was good to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations Mitch and Jamie---here's to many happy years!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-7205027612059768901?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/7205027612059768901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=7205027612059768901' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7205027612059768901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7205027612059768901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/04/mitch-jamies-wedding.html' title='Mitch &amp; Jamie&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/Sd03wknBh2I/AAAAAAAABLs/5r6gOkNtJ_c/s72-c/100_0708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-1847234890307747963</id><published>2009-03-24T20:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:22:23.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FACEinHOLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzNzk*NDA3NzM5MSZwdD*xMjM3OTQ*MTQ1MTI5JnA9MTkzMjYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*4YmM5YjFmNzk4MWU*OGQ5YTdkNTc2ZDY5NjQ1Njc1ZA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.faceinhole.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://S1.faceinhole.com/09/3/24/f21a17d931814e332cb.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.faceinhole.com" target="_blank"&gt;Create your own FACEinHOLE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-1847234890307747963?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/1847234890307747963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=1847234890307747963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1847234890307747963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1847234890307747963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/03/faceinhole.html' title='FACEinHOLE'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-2128720829924523551</id><published>2009-03-20T15:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T12:17:19.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Chrome Dome in the Metroplex?  Maybe Next Year!!</title><content type='html'>A big THANK YOU to those who voted and showed their support during the March Baldness contest for "Best Chrome Dome in DFW".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up in 2nd place--getting beat in the final round.  Quite a blowout it was, so I guess I need to build up my connections in the world:)  Bemidji State University didn't help me pull out the win!!  Oh well, it was quite a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan, I don't use anything to make my head shiny---especially not any women's products---how many bald women's hair products do you know of anyway.  So, I am willing to guess that you are using more feminine hair products that I.  I hear Sesame Oil is good for making your head shiny though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/ScAE9RD5qII/AAAAAAAABJk/uxZUW7RqlLg/s1600-h/brownbackcloser.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314253010895480962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/ScAE9RD5qII/AAAAAAAABJk/uxZUW7RqlLg/s320/brownbackcloser.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/ScAE9HjxNbI/AAAAAAAABJc/gE-qcG24JCA/s1600-h/hoopshot.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks again for your support and for helping spread the word!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-2128720829924523551?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/2128720829924523551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=2128720829924523551' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2128720829924523551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2128720829924523551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-chrome-dome-in-metroplex-hopefully.html' title='Best Chrome Dome in the Metroplex?  Maybe Next Year!!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/ScAE9RD5qII/AAAAAAAABJk/uxZUW7RqlLg/s72-c/brownbackcloser.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-5070838289467807874</id><published>2009-03-08T19:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:54:13.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking advantage of a beautiful day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was a perfect day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The temperature hit 82 degrees and we got a ton of things done around the house. Jed tackled the yard with a little mowing and edging. Jenna, Kylie and I washed both cars inside and out. Then when Landrie woke up from her nap they played outside while Jed and I pulled weeds and raked out the flower beds.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310979873344729746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SbRkDlf2MpI/AAAAAAAABI8/TBrFyu67ffc/s320/101_0503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here's big sister giving the others a ride in the wagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SbRkD_BuYaI/AAAAAAAABJE/quklpT-KvRE/s1600-h/101_0509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310979880197710242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SbRkD_BuYaI/AAAAAAAABJE/quklpT-KvRE/s320/101_0509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Switch! Kylie's turn to pull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310979880583219330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SbRkEAdoyII/AAAAAAAABJM/rTc0_eDftgU/s320/101_0514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And, just because you're small doesn't mean you don't get to take a turn. Of course, she couldn't move them, but I thought it would be a great picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310979887125155026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SbRkEY1WzNI/AAAAAAAABJU/aeALyuzcKB4/s320/101_0511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Some sun in their eyes with some great smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more week of work until our spring break. We are crossing our fingers that our break will be filled with many days like today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-5070838289467807874?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/5070838289467807874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=5070838289467807874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/5070838289467807874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/5070838289467807874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/03/taking-advantage-of-beautiful-day.html' title='Taking advantage of a beautiful day'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SbRkDlf2MpI/AAAAAAAABI8/TBrFyu67ffc/s72-c/101_0503.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-1668975898864455114</id><published>2009-03-08T19:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:52:08.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gymnastics Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SbRh_lTBseI/AAAAAAAABIs/kw1qW64B9lY/s1600-h/101_0485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310977605548224994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SbRh_lTBseI/AAAAAAAABIs/kw1qW64B9lY/s320/101_0485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saturday we got to go to Ian's Birthday party at ASI Gymnastics. All the girls had a great time. We hardly saw Jenna and Kylie because they were going a mile a minute. Landrie was also going a mile a minute, but requires a little more supervision, so we were able to snap a few pics of her enjoying herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SbRh_FTuuQI/AAAAAAAABIk/wxBFRQUZ8co/s1600-h/101_0499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310977596961241346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SbRh_FTuuQI/AAAAAAAABIk/wxBFRQUZ8co/s320/101_0499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loved the pit of foam blocks. Climbed around in there for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SbRh_6B5XKI/AAAAAAAABI0/kdC_LK4eDd8/s1600-h/101_0486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310977611113520290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SbRh_6B5XKI/AAAAAAAABI0/kdC_LK4eDd8/s320/101_0486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here she is on the trampoline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-1668975898864455114?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/1668975898864455114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=1668975898864455114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1668975898864455114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1668975898864455114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/03/gymnastics-party.html' title='A Gymnastics Party'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SbRh_lTBseI/AAAAAAAABIs/kw1qW64B9lY/s72-c/101_0485.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-1881758267515333834</id><published>2009-02-25T19:49:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:03:46.634-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Black History Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To celebrate Black History Month, Jenna's school had a program. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306917789383126498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SaX1nLhh7eI/AAAAAAAABHk/GsY5090zyY0/s320/101_0449.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here's Jenna and Ian before the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SaX1nD7X66I/AAAAAAAABHs/0yvzsjBGgVw/s1600-h/101_0451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306917787344038818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SaX1nD7X66I/AAAAAAAABHs/0yvzsjBGgVw/s320/101_0451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here they are on stage. It was a Langston Hughes poem; they did a fantastic job reciting it together. Jenna was so animated and natural. We were very proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306919809386185794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SaX3cwnyhEI/AAAAAAAABIM/O36vYary2E0/s320/101_0459.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After the show, posing for a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306920149791476418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SaX3wkuvCsI/AAAAAAAABIU/Zw2g72HUPpE/s320/101_0454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kylie and Andrew hamming it up at the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306917795773287346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SaX1njVEC7I/AAAAAAAABIE/izLAmCJ5xtQ/s320/101_0456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is what Landrie looked like all night because if she didn't have a sucker she was yelling "Jeeennnnnnaaaa" across the cafeteria. &lt;/p&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/4744470824875740224-1881758267515333834?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/1881758267515333834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=1881758267515333834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1881758267515333834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1881758267515333834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/02/black-history-program.html' title='Black History Program'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SaX1nLhh7eI/AAAAAAAABHk/GsY5090zyY0/s72-c/101_0449.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-3800771237435684884</id><published>2009-02-25T19:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:06:07.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Brown skin and earin' holes."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SaXyrLWkKII/AAAAAAAABHc/wIzA5EnCFxs/s1600-h/101_0448.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay...so the title may not make sense to all of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A couple of years ago Jenna came home from school declaring that she had two wishes. She wished that she could have brown skin and earin' holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306914552113730194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SaXyqvwXEpI/AAAAAAAABHM/GOccixne-FQ/s320/101_0441.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This past weekend we were able to grant one of those wishes.  Here she is waiting for her skin transplant...just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306914553347791314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SaXyq0WlWdI/AAAAAAAABHU/wPE7lCfSGIU/s320/101_0443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She did such a good job. While we were waiting we watched a 2 month old baby get her ears pierced. The lady warned me to take Jenna out of the store because that baby was going to scream, but we had a talk about how the baby is too little to know that it only hurts for a second and didn't understand how cute she would be when it was over. Yes, that baby SCREAMED, but Jenna stood strong and got up in the chair. After the first ear she gave me this look as if to say...that was it?  I thought this was supposed to hurt?  All of this from the girl you can probably hear getting a shot from a couple states away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-3800771237435684884?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/3800771237435684884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=3800771237435684884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/3800771237435684884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/3800771237435684884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/02/brown-skin-and-earin-holes.html' title='&quot;Brown skin and earin&apos; holes.&quot;'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SaXyqvwXEpI/AAAAAAAABHM/GOccixne-FQ/s72-c/101_0441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-7853868843782033143</id><published>2009-02-24T19:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:08:49.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SaXw7tEF10I/AAAAAAAABHE/-7Qb0RAHnmY/s1600-h/101_0428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306912644425701186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SaXw7tEF10I/AAAAAAAABHE/-7Qb0RAHnmY/s320/101_0428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landrie is getting to be such a little girl. Here she is in her little pink jumper. All dressed up and happy as can be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday morning I was waking the girls up; I started in Jenna and Kylies room. While I was trying to convince them that it was morning and they had a great day ahead of them, I sneezed. Here's the funny part. From the next room I hear Landrie(who I thought was still sleeping)... guess what she said...I am not even kidding...she said "Bless You".  It was so funny. That made my morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-7853868843782033143?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/7853868843782033143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=7853868843782033143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7853868843782033143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7853868843782033143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/02/big-smile.html' title='Big Smile'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SaXw7tEF10I/AAAAAAAABHE/-7Qb0RAHnmY/s72-c/101_0428.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-7478901758638074579</id><published>2009-02-16T18:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T18:38:58.157-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Flower Girls in the Making</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZoEqS70gXI/AAAAAAAABG0/eywr0LAKD1k/s1600-h/101_0425_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303556635865940338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZoEqS70gXI/AAAAAAAABG0/eywr0LAKD1k/s320/101_0425_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With Auntie Jamies wedding getting close, we got the girls in to be fitted for their flower girl dresses. They are SO excited. I am sure that on April 4th they will both want to sleep in their dresses, because it was a fight just to get these off of them at the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZoEqMeZpDI/AAAAAAAABGs/KHQz0hdy0io/s1600-h/101_0420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303556634131932210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZoEqMeZpDI/AAAAAAAABGs/KHQz0hdy0io/s320/101_0420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the actual style that they are getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it is Jamie and Mitch that are getting anxious for their special day, but I'm pretty sure that these two will think it is all about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-7478901758638074579?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/7478901758638074579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=7478901758638074579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7478901758638074579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7478901758638074579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/02/2-flower-girls-in-making.html' title='2 Flower Girls in the Making'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZoEqS70gXI/AAAAAAAABG0/eywr0LAKD1k/s72-c/101_0425_00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-8480974641255374684</id><published>2009-02-15T20:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:42:31.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Father-Daughter Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZjSHQxuZSI/AAAAAAAABGc/PCBPYjrjMvo/s1600-h/101_0426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303219583433205026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZjSHQxuZSI/AAAAAAAABGc/PCBPYjrjMvo/s320/101_0426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jed, Jenna and Kylie at the Father-Daughter Dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a special night for these two.  Having their Daddy all to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-8480974641255374684?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/8480974641255374684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=8480974641255374684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8480974641255374684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8480974641255374684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/02/father-daughter-dance.html' title='The Father-Daughter Dance'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZjSHQxuZSI/AAAAAAAABGc/PCBPYjrjMvo/s72-c/101_0426.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-6143560856650203278</id><published>2009-01-29T20:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:31:29.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful January Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZjNYWXFGlI/AAAAAAAABFc/vTx5F9kDna8/s1600-h/101_0407_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303214379431696978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZjNYWXFGlI/AAAAAAAABFc/vTx5F9kDna8/s320/101_0407_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All smiles at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZjNZNUVgMI/AAAAAAAABFs/EfDCwDQPpmI/s1600-h/101_0405_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303214394184138946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZjNZNUVgMI/AAAAAAAABFs/EfDCwDQPpmI/s320/101_0405_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZjNYVrPzeI/AAAAAAAABFk/I9n-YihvYKc/s1600-h/101_0406_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303214379247848930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZjNYVrPzeI/AAAAAAAABFk/I9n-YihvYKc/s320/101_0406_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was nearly 80 degrees.  It felt like May.  Deanna, Jodi, and Andrew met us there to run around and have some popsicles.  Before we know it everyday will be in the 80's.  Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-6143560856650203278?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/6143560856650203278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=6143560856650203278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6143560856650203278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6143560856650203278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/01/beautiful-january-day.html' title='A Beautiful January Day'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZjNYWXFGlI/AAAAAAAABFc/vTx5F9kDna8/s72-c/101_0407_00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-6059551507854009493</id><published>2009-01-28T19:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:35:35.129-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303206572208144866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZjGR6L7weI/AAAAAAAABE8/3PZHTHGCfF0/s320/101_0347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It is a rare occasion when Jed and I get to go out. On this night we were celebrating our friend Stacy's 30th birthday. Ingris was set to babysit and we were headed to downtown Dallas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In this picture the girls were anxious for Ingris to arrive. They have so much fun with her. We are grateful to have someone who loves hanging with the girls that we trust so that we can enjoy ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZjGR2AhrQI/AAAAAAAABFE/l_TOPyutchw/s1600-h/101_0356_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303206571086556418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZjGR2AhrQI/AAAAAAAABFE/l_TOPyutchw/s320/101_0356_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jed and I at BARCADIA. Just like it sounds. It's a bar, it's an arcade and it's a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303206576580076018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZjGSKeSIfI/AAAAAAAABFM/x3pB-1lIwXk/s320/101_0362_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The girls and I. From the left Stacy, Jessica, myself, Emily (who is such a good sport being 7 months pregnant, but wouldn't miss her friends birthday) and Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303206622370926962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZjGU1DrEXI/AAAAAAAABFU/DARCW2DPnkA/s320/101_0383_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here's Emily and Ruben getting ready for a game of Jenga out on the patio. We had a ton of fun with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-6059551507854009493?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/6059551507854009493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=6059551507854009493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6059551507854009493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6059551507854009493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/01/night-out.html' title='A Night Out!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SZjGR6L7weI/AAAAAAAABE8/3PZHTHGCfF0/s72-c/101_0347.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-3524926914667467465</id><published>2009-01-26T19:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T19:09:04.947-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost February?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SX5d6Etzp6I/AAAAAAAABE0/HAErT6gS67w/s1600-h/101_0314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295773464113948578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SX5d6Etzp6I/AAAAAAAABE0/HAErT6gS67w/s320/101_0314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First of all I would like to appologize for our lack of blogging lately.  I  know we took some pictures these past few weeks, but am having trouble locating them.  We got a new camera after Christmas and it seems that when we download our pictures they go to a random non-disclosed location.  So, we are currently hunting them down.  Until we find them or take more, here's Landrie imposing on Sammys personal space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-3524926914667467465?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/3524926914667467465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=3524926914667467465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/3524926914667467465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/3524926914667467465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2009/01/almost-february.html' title='Almost February?'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SX5d6Etzp6I/AAAAAAAABE0/HAErT6gS67w/s72-c/101_0314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-4993933662700544986</id><published>2008-12-25T11:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T11:58:52.247-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkMnkBHS4I/AAAAAAAABDE/ti9cIZGqhX8/s1600-h/101_0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are on Christmas morning. The girls were up at the crack of dawn eager to begin opening gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkLbDReVZI/AAAAAAAABBk/ZJKXWda0mwk/s1600-h/101_0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285268197058958738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkLbDReVZI/AAAAAAAABBk/ZJKXWda0mwk/s320/101_0081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stockings first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285268209800300082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkLbyvPxjI/AAAAAAAABB0/4TO_Ax-hNeQ/s320/101_0083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkLcaKDgbI/AAAAAAAABCE/wHq0-zFOJZU/s1600-h/101_0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285268220381725106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkLcaKDgbI/AAAAAAAABCE/wHq0-zFOJZU/s320/101_0106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; High School Musical 3 Barbies. A big hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285268998409040386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkMJsiOMgI/AAAAAAAABCU/wNonBM03qy0/s320/101_0108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Landries Rescue Pet. I had no idea what this was, but Landries daycare lady kept telling us about how she freaks out when the commercial comes on TV, so we found it and bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285269006361195186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkMKKKKcrI/AAAAAAAABCc/8g3L-PG2-EU/s320/101_0112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She loves it. The dog walks and swims. It also comes with some very stylish green goggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285269009399736658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkMKVem6VI/AAAAAAAABCk/46MGcOYXHHA/s320/101_0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Landries favorite part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285268204532944178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkLbfHaTTI/AAAAAAAABBs/kXwPprTReSE/s320/101_0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Walkie-talkies. Also a hit, but they try to use them while in the same room. We'll keep practicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkLcDeW99I/AAAAAAAABB8/vgULVx0fwpA/s1600-h/101_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285268214292871122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkLcDeW99I/AAAAAAAABB8/vgULVx0fwpA/s320/101_0094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landrie also got a ride on princess thing. She can sit on it and scoot around the house. And the bonus is that it plays really loud princess music and has no volume control. Thanks Santa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285268992509709714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkMJWjtjZI/AAAAAAAABCM/2c50w9AHCXE/s320/101_0100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jenna got a bigger bike this year. We are working on getting rid of the training wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285269018587919170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkMK3tPc0I/AAAAAAAABCs/9IooaNeg_VI/s320/101_0115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Christmas day was so nice out that we were able to got for a walk and test out Jennas new bike. I have to admit that a small part of me would have liked to be around a little bit of snow, but it was nice to be outside too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285269497569452034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkMmwDVoAI/AAAAAAAABC0/66JLY6K4le8/s320/101_0117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285269499829866354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkMm4eQz3I/AAAAAAAABC8/Ea8vmu_fWSA/s320/101_0125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas Everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-4993933662700544986?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/4993933662700544986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=4993933662700544986' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4993933662700544986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4993933662700544986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkLbDReVZI/AAAAAAAABBk/ZJKXWda0mwk/s72-c/101_0081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-3193580926186875086</id><published>2008-12-24T11:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T11:56:04.042-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkIdTz38nI/AAAAAAAABBE/5XeYokqmGQk/s1600-h/000_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285264937323065970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkIdTz38nI/AAAAAAAABBE/5XeYokqmGQk/s320/000_0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We allowed the girls to open one present on Christmas Eve. Of course the girls talked about it all day and were a little let down to open up a pair of pajamas.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285264944423511058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkIduQwJBI/AAAAAAAABBM/5iKuKdo4pDs/s320/101_0067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kylie's class made reindeer food at her Christmas party, so we saved it until Christmas Eve and went out to sprinkle it in the yard. For those of you who have not made reindeer food it is made up of oatmeal and rasins, with a little bit of glitter to help the reindeer fly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285264957275241714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkIeeI1_PI/AAAAAAAABBU/PITUXh_Ls0M/s320/101_0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It couldn't have been more perfect. The minute we walked out side a plane must have been flying by. Red bliking lights in the sky. We panicked at first thinking we should all get in bed quick in case Santa was a little ahead of schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkIevX07RI/AAAAAAAABBc/cZNWvLg_Z28/s1600-h/101_0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285264961901489426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkIevX07RI/AAAAAAAABBc/cZNWvLg_Z28/s320/101_0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the reindeer food was down we went inside and Jed and I enjoyed the easiest bedtime of the year. No one getting up for a drink of water or to tell on their sister on Christmas Eve...love it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-3193580926186875086?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/3193580926186875086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=3193580926186875086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/3193580926186875086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/3193580926186875086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-eve-2008.html' title='Christmas Eve 2008'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkIdTz38nI/AAAAAAAABBE/5XeYokqmGQk/s72-c/000_0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-4088830829483199951</id><published>2008-12-23T11:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T13:23:24.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister Similarities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other day, and a lot over the past month or so, Landrie made a face that reminded us of Kylie so we began our research. We went looking for pictures of Kylie when she was Landrie's age. As far as Jenna goes, that would require us digging through a bag of developed photos that span 4 years...no digital camera then. Here's what we found...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285262431881419442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkGLeUCWrI/AAAAAAAABA8/2ku9K4GYMM0/s320/101_0128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Landrie with her scrunched up nose smile. Christmas 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkFvpQD56I/AAAAAAAABA0/5K7dlcV-QkU/s1600-h/kyliesmile4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285261953781196706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkFvpQD56I/AAAAAAAABA0/5K7dlcV-QkU/s320/kyliesmile4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylie with her scrunched up nose smile. Christmas 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkE2JxTTzI/AAAAAAAABAM/mhOAr-iFWB8/s1600-h/landrie+rocking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285260966078140210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkE2JxTTzI/AAAAAAAABAM/mhOAr-iFWB8/s320/landrie+rocking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Landrie in the rocker at Pop Pop and Shanny's in Illinois 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkE1UZTUQI/AAAAAAAABAE/ZJ8Z_l8ufuk/s1600-h/kylierocking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285260951750398210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkE1UZTUQI/AAAAAAAABAE/ZJ8Z_l8ufuk/s320/kylierocking.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kylie in the rocker at Pop Pop and Shannys' in Florida 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-4088830829483199951?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/4088830829483199951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=4088830829483199951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4088830829483199951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4088830829483199951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/12/sister-similarities.html' title='Sister Similarities'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVkGLeUCWrI/AAAAAAAABA8/2ku9K4GYMM0/s72-c/101_0128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-2005341198422745443</id><published>2008-12-22T14:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T13:20:05.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kylie Brynn</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283079447445769570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVFExDksDWI/AAAAAAAAA_8/cfuB5JmPEk0/s320/100_6232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kylie's class had their Christmas program last Friday. The theme was T'was Night Before Christmas. Each class had a different theme within the theme. For example there was a class that did a Dinosaurs Night Before Christmas, one did a Soldiers Night Before Christmas and so on. Kylie's class was a Texas Night Before Christmas. She slept with curlers in her hair so she could have curly hair for her program, or as Jed and I call it, "Big Texas Hair". She did a great job! Delivered her lines nice and loud and closed the show with "We Wish You A Rootin' Tootin' Christmas. Unfortunately we were not very close, so didn't get may great pictures. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283079445646186306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVFEw83ol0I/AAAAAAAAA_0/A7_fC7p8haA/s320/100_6235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a picture of her at the microphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283079436283997618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVFEwZ_g7bI/AAAAAAAAA_s/HUTaE9xDU6I/s320/100_6242.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I am not sure what brough it on, but Kylie has a new obsession with Japan. For the last couple of days she has been carrying this book around pretending to read it. It is a guide to Japan and the Japanese Language. When the girls play school and she is the teacher they are always learning about Japan. She takes it to bed with her because Jenna always reads a little at night, so she looks at this book before bed.&lt;br /&gt;She will "read" it to anyone who will listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283079430230525698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVFEwDcQRwI/AAAAAAAAA_k/XcQVZYQgbLU/s320/100_6239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sammy seems to be her biggest fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Jed and I laughed at her and took pictures of her with the Japan book I am sure that she will keep it up because she is a little ham like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is our crazy one. She keeps us all laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-2005341198422745443?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/2005341198422745443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=2005341198422745443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2005341198422745443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2005341198422745443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/12/kylie-brynn.html' title='Kylie Brynn'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVFExDksDWI/AAAAAAAAA_8/cfuB5JmPEk0/s72-c/100_6232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-9115574465144361362</id><published>2008-12-17T13:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T14:03:41.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE-t4MaB6I/AAAAAAAAA-0/DWdo2UizzR8/s1600-h/100_6219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283072795781760930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE-t4MaB6I/AAAAAAAAA-0/DWdo2UizzR8/s320/100_6219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Christmas Cookie tradition continued this year. Deanna and Jodi always do a fabulous job of hosting this event. The kids have a great time and make a huge mess.&lt;br /&gt;Landrie enjoyed the frosting the most. At first she was dipping and licking the knife. Then she figured to skip the knife all together and just dip the coolie right into the frosting.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE-tpceEqI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Y8hXKjxbndk/s1600-h/100_6218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283072791822602914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE-tpceEqI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Y8hXKjxbndk/s320/100_6218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE-tTzFQ4I/AAAAAAAAA-k/9aC5k8r8Rwg/s1600-h/100_6215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283072786011865986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE-tTzFQ4I/AAAAAAAAA-k/9aC5k8r8Rwg/s320/100_6215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE-tC3wYHI/AAAAAAAAA-c/Bw4TWLWMyMs/s1600-h/100_6212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283072781468065906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE-tC3wYHI/AAAAAAAAA-c/Bw4TWLWMyMs/s320/100_6212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Landries smile. Jenna had a great time. It is very interesting how different she and Jenna are. Jenna wanted to decorate cookie after cookie and finish fast and back outside to play. Kylie on the other hand would sit there decorating cookies all afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE-s1gcrKI/AAAAAAAAA-U/TnC9OaJ43bw/s1600-h/100_6211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283072777880644770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE-s1gcrKI/AAAAAAAAA-U/TnC9OaJ43bw/s320/100_6211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-9115574465144361362?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/9115574465144361362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=9115574465144361362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/9115574465144361362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/9115574465144361362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/12/making-cookies.html' title='Making Cookies'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE-t4MaB6I/AAAAAAAAA-0/DWdo2UizzR8/s72-c/100_6219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-7172502954822772860</id><published>2008-12-16T13:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T14:04:04.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prairie Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVFA5xlib4I/AAAAAAAAA_E/QkdAt6DjWV4/s1600-h/100_6226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283075199189806978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVFA5xlib4I/AAAAAAAAA_E/QkdAt6DjWV4/s320/100_6226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One thing we like to do every year is pack in to the mini van with Deanna, Jodi and Andrew for a drive through the Prairie Lights display. I wish I had pictures of some of the displays, but they did not turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVFA5_qzJZI/AAAAAAAAA-8/TMKaGZRwP1E/s1600-h/100_6220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283075202969970066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVFA5_qzJZI/AAAAAAAAA-8/TMKaGZRwP1E/s320/100_6220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From the warmth of you car you can drive through the park and see all the lights, listen to music and Ooo and Ahhh.   The kids love it. It might be the only time I enjoy listening to Christmas music. After the driving through the park there is a large tent with all sorts of things to do and buy . Jed and I call it the money pit. Pictures with Santa, hot chocolate, kettle corn, and a lights and music display.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283077461596659154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVFC9dtXXdI/AAAAAAAAA_c/Wp_M52o0Uok/s320/santa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notice that Jed and I made the picture with Santa this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our being in the picture was not by choice, more by necessity.  Landrie wanted nothing to do with Santa this year.  We even tried to put her on the cute rocking horse far a way from Santa, but no luck.  I will say that for the first time, Kylie stood within his reach, so there is hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-7172502954822772860?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/7172502954822772860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=7172502954822772860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7172502954822772860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7172502954822772860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/12/prairie-lights.html' title='Prairie Lights'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVFA5xlib4I/AAAAAAAAA_E/QkdAt6DjWV4/s72-c/100_6226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-2312335536195377856</id><published>2008-12-15T13:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T13:38:10.799-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Only Photo Shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE9dPBuiOI/AAAAAAAAA-M/qUcrXFLyG20/s1600-h/100_6209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283071410341578978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE9dPBuiOI/AAAAAAAAA-M/qUcrXFLyG20/s320/100_6209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls LOVE taking pictures, so here are a few shots from the other night just before bed.  Landrie took turns going from lap to lap and the rest of us took turn snapping pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE9dG8JlbI/AAAAAAAAA-E/3RDS5Q0cBXw/s1600-h/100_6204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283071408170702258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE9dG8JlbI/AAAAAAAAA-E/3RDS5Q0cBXw/s320/100_6204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one small injury occured when Landrie threw her head back right into Kylies cheek.  A few tears, but she survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE9ctUj0cI/AAAAAAAAA98/apaurbG4SwY/s1600-h/100_6207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283071401293763010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE9ctUj0cI/AAAAAAAAA98/apaurbG4SwY/s320/100_6207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE9IqFzn1I/AAAAAAAAA90/jpVV0faAIws/s1600-h/100_6205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283071056829194066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE9IqFzn1I/AAAAAAAAA90/jpVV0faAIws/s320/100_6205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-2312335536195377856?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/2312335536195377856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=2312335536195377856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2312335536195377856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2312335536195377856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/12/girls-only-photo-shoot.html' title='Girls Only Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SVE9dPBuiOI/AAAAAAAAA-M/qUcrXFLyG20/s72-c/100_6209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-4746418539802196650</id><published>2008-12-14T22:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:23:02.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ever Crazy Smiling Landrie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SUiJyCllLXI/AAAAAAAAA9s/rn1_YSOZj-I/s1600-h/100_6165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280622055872867698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SUiJyCllLXI/AAAAAAAAA9s/rn1_YSOZj-I/s320/100_6165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, Okay...this one doesn't fit the post title, but I had to throw it in here just for the shock value!! This was a week or so ago, when we were trying to get a nice family shot for the annual Christmas card. No, Landrie wasn't cooperating and was getting pretty fed up, but we made it through the turmoil! Now, on with the crazy smiles!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SUiITKydgkI/AAAAAAAAA9c/l-uNSBNJlXI/s1600-h/100_6072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280620425986802242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SUiITKydgkI/AAAAAAAAA9c/l-uNSBNJlXI/s320/100_6072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can see, Landrie tends to over smile. Her nose gets all crinkled up and she really shows off the handful of teeth that she has at the tender age of 18 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SUiIS_G7WCI/AAAAAAAAA9U/opvX7B6Nxpg/s1600-h/100_6065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280620422851418146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SUiIS_G7WCI/AAAAAAAAA9U/opvX7B6Nxpg/s320/100_6065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was is a little more relaxed and natural...maybe it was the bowling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SUiHj7-IpBI/AAAAAAAAA9M/DqEm12n6kEo/s1600-h/100_6064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280619614555382802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SUiHj7-IpBI/AAAAAAAAA9M/DqEm12n6kEo/s320/100_6064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still bowling, still natural, but a little more excitement than the previous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SUiHjl0KjVI/AAAAAAAAA9E/kzjBHUWl50o/s1600-h/100_6053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280619608607984978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SUiHjl0KjVI/AAAAAAAAA9E/kzjBHUWl50o/s320/100_6053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, back to the wild smile. It must be attributed to Pop Pop or her bath. And she was in the buff too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SUiHjUJBqLI/AAAAAAAAA88/iTH1hCzC84s/s1600-h/100_6048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280619603863644338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SUiHjUJBqLI/AAAAAAAAA88/iTH1hCzC84s/s320/100_6048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a "lean forward and really smile"...careful...yes, Landrie you could fall out of the rocker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SUiHjLzAc0I/AAAAAAAAA80/nylCevYKHA4/s1600-h/100_6038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280619601623806786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SUiHjLzAc0I/AAAAAAAAA80/nylCevYKHA4/s320/100_6038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's a "no dad, just a calm smile here...what are you trying to make me look like, a crazy girl?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SUiHizVYz2I/AAAAAAAAA8s/jdnRZPGNx8w/s1600-h/100_6039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280619595057123170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SUiHizVYz2I/AAAAAAAAA8s/jdnRZPGNx8w/s320/100_6039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes!! Got one more shot of the crazy smile...quite a personality she is showing lately. Hearing a lot more "No", both Jenna and Kylie are known as "Jenna", she likes Jenna's old glasses--they make her giggle like crazy and she is still doing the eye closing disassociation thing. She hates her winter coat and being in her carseat, so the two of those together make for a really mad 18 month old--gotta love that:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-4746418539802196650?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/4746418539802196650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=4746418539802196650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4746418539802196650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4746418539802196650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/12/ever-crazy-smiling-landrie.html' title='The Ever Crazy Smiling Landrie!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SUiJyCllLXI/AAAAAAAAA9s/rn1_YSOZj-I/s72-c/100_6165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-1836499501145631109</id><published>2008-12-04T19:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:01:19.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Illinois Thanksgiving 2008</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving 2008 started out with our road trip north on Interstate 35 on our way to Atkinson/Geneseo, Illinois to see Pop Pop, Shanny and the rest of the family. The girls did pretty well on the road, we drove through the night and arrived in about 15 hours total. It worked out well, Landrie was our biggest worry, but she ended up being more cooperative and fought less than Jenna and Kylie. We didn't take as many pictures as we should have, but here are a few highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/STx7UULNotI/AAAAAAAAA8c/hIHraxcqsU8/s1600-h/100_6062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277228452314718930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/STx7UULNotI/AAAAAAAAA8c/hIHraxcqsU8/s320/100_6062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The annual bowling venture to Lee's Lanes was fun. All had a good time, especially Kylie and Jenna. They used bumpers, one bright pink bowling ball and another bright orange--so perfect for them! Here is Kylie being a ham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/STx69Af7dCI/AAAAAAAAA78/SrDtt4U04IQ/s1600-h/100_6051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277228051895907362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/STx69Af7dCI/AAAAAAAAA78/SrDtt4U04IQ/s320/100_6051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landrie was quite a little clown. She is doing this strange eye closing thing when she gets scolded, like she is disassociating herself, or saying, "Um, I can't see you and therefore can't hear you either." It is quite amusing. She is also doing this over the top smile, which I will do a separate post for since I have so many shots of just that. She loved spending time with everyone, and loved running around naked by the fireplace after her bath. Crazy girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/STx68gcQOQI/AAAAAAAAA70/4gzSu9i-Xeg/s1600-h/100_6029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277228043290556674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/STx68gcQOQI/AAAAAAAAA70/4gzSu9i-Xeg/s320/100_6029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Conor was a big hit as always. He is so good with the girls, playing pool, rockband, whatever, they just adore him! He is a sophomore this year--6 months away from getting his license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/STx6-StyzII/AAAAAAAAA8U/vftdFjA5Xz8/s1600-h/100_6063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277228073965767810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/STx6-StyzII/AAAAAAAAA8U/vftdFjA5Xz8/s320/100_6063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pop Pop, Shanny and Uncle Mike posing for a shot at Lee's Lanes. The deal was the losers would do clean up after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/STx6-NW5h9I/AAAAAAAAA8M/6svnc_zzM8w/s1600-h/100_6024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277228072527562706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/STx6-NW5h9I/AAAAAAAAA8M/6svnc_zzM8w/s320/100_6024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was so nice to spend some time with Grandma Marge. The girls loved playing in her basement again, they always seem to remember her basement. It is a comfy, cozy place--I guess that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/STx697o0NMI/AAAAAAAAA8E/HZ1A_hojzAY/s1600-h/100_6033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277228067770873026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/STx697o0NMI/AAAAAAAAA8E/HZ1A_hojzAY/s320/100_6033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pop Pop and Shanny were so helpful once again. They even had a roomate while we visited, Landrie slept in with them in their room! They got up with her every morning and got her started with breakfast, etc, so we were able to sleep in and rest. That was GREAT!!&lt;br /&gt;It was a great Thanksgiving Break, we were so fortunate to have the whole week off from school and to be able to make the trip to spend this time with family. We stayed the whole week and left on Friday night about 6:45 and made it home in even better time--14 hours and 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-1836499501145631109?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/1836499501145631109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=1836499501145631109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1836499501145631109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1836499501145631109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/12/illinois-thanksgiving-2008.html' title='Illinois Thanksgiving 2008'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/STx7UULNotI/AAAAAAAAA8c/hIHraxcqsU8/s72-c/100_6062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-8451172025723530823</id><published>2008-11-15T18:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:10:17.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269048295877028802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SR9rgiwgq8I/AAAAAAAAA5k/o0Q-IajPljE/s320/100_5989.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  Jed has started working Saturday School on Saturday mornings, so this morning we declared it a girls day!  First stop...only stop, the Mall.  For those of you who know me, you know that I hate the mall.  I especially hate the mall on a Saturday around holiday shopping time. Jenna had a birthday party to attend so I put on my smile and off we went.  Me and 3 small children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Warning:  This post contains more hot pink and glitter than anyone can take in one sitting.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269048304503009298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SR9rhC5GsBI/AAAAAAAAA5s/5EKRHv6Alcw/s320/100_5990.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First stop Libby Lu.  This is the location of the birthday  party.  For those of you who have not been to a Libby Lu's party here is the just of it.  The girls all put on matching dresses, pick out a "Libby-do" hairstyle put make-up on, paint their fingernails, roll around in glitter, sing and dance and pick out some party favors and call it a day.  Check out the picks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SR9sZwM8pYI/AAAAAAAAA6s/0bNd8BPbCsE/s1600-h/100_5996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269049278738507138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SR9sZwM8pYI/AAAAAAAAA6s/0bNd8BPbCsE/s320/100_5996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SR9saQFC0DI/AAAAAAAAA68/eKwAQ_m6z_I/s1600-h/100_6005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269049287295291442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SR9saQFC0DI/AAAAAAAAA68/eKwAQ_m6z_I/s320/100_6005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SR9saDHg3mI/AAAAAAAAA60/HWZWNw5NRAQ/s1600-h/100_6001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269049283815988834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SR9saDHg3mI/AAAAAAAAA60/HWZWNw5NRAQ/s320/100_6001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SR9sZgSMX8I/AAAAAAAAA6k/WkNwaUIdvik/s1600-h/100_5991.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269048309222811794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SR9rhUeZKJI/AAAAAAAAA50/Al1UBdSQ7Nw/s320/100_6002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; It was really a very cool party.  Jenna of course loved it.  The sad news is that in Feburuary all the Libby Lu stores are closing down.      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now for my business proposal...People spend money on Birthday parties for their kids.  I am thinking you could take something like this on the road.  Do all this stuff, but in peoples homes.  It's like a party clown, but way more fun and with much more glitter.  Anybody in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269048328094042994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SR9riaxpS3I/AAAAAAAAA6E/2WSshguJtk0/s320/100_6012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kylie was along for the ride and really, if you would have asked her she wanted nothing to do with the whole process.  Untill they left the make-up station unattended that is.  Her she is sneaking over and getting all the left over glitter off of the table top and then rubbing it on herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269048322778677522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SR9riG-XQRI/AAAAAAAAA58/NyyiR9CyQbs/s320/100_6006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You didn't think I really took all the girls to the mall by myself did you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you can see from the picture I called for reinforcement in the form of Auntie Jamie.  Here she is helping me contain Landrie.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269048759934451810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SR9r7jgbAGI/AAAAAAAAA6M/9Ikk1b5alkk/s320/100_6011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here she is watching Landrie also get into all the glitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SR9r7-M6IgI/AAAAAAAAA6U/eR3-uShhYOU/s1600-h/100_6019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269048767100363266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SR9r7-M6IgI/AAAAAAAAA6U/eR3-uShhYOU/s320/100_6019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My hero...Jed showed up after Saturday School to pick up Landrie and head home for a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269048774258454146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SR9r8Y3h7oI/AAAAAAAAA6c/n8I63Zn2f7g/s320/100_6020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then it was off to the food court for birthday cake and presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the party we all headed to a movie.  Madagascar 2.  Deanna and Andrew joined us and I think that Jamie, Deanna and I enjoyed it way more than the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all the fun we were anxous to get home.  But...here is why I HATE the mall.  It took us 55 min. to get out of the parking lot and on to the highway.  I am not even exaggerating!  Cars were cutting me off and pulling out right in front of me as I sat in gridlock at the mall.  What a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-8451172025723530823?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/8451172025723530823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=8451172025723530823' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8451172025723530823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8451172025723530823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/11/girls-day.html' title='Girls Day'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SR9rgiwgq8I/AAAAAAAAA5k/o0Q-IajPljE/s72-c/100_5989.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-2338444044713548083</id><published>2008-11-03T20:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:55:24.941-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cowgirl, a Giraffe and Super Girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264628134946048898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQ-3ZUH8i4I/AAAAAAAAA40/wEO3wZbTh60/s320/101_5962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here they are.  We had a heck of a time getting a picture of the three of them.  Had no luck on Halloween, so this was actually Sunday afternoon.  All dressed up for round two.  You can imagine the disappointment when we headed inside after a few shots instead of raiding the neighborhood for treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQ-3at0vEGI/AAAAAAAAA5U/F-YG0UhQ8CY/s1600-h/101_5925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264628159024664674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQ-3at0vEGI/AAAAAAAAA5U/F-YG0UhQ8CY/s320/101_5925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenna the Cowgirl.   Grandy and I actually made this costume.  It looked so good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQ-3Z6ENncI/AAAAAAAAA48/816MIF5veXM/s1600-h/101_5893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264628145130937794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQ-3Z6ENncI/AAAAAAAAA48/816MIF5veXM/s320/101_5893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Super Girl!  Kylie played the part perfectly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQ-3aVCktLI/AAAAAAAAA5M/g87TIJeQal8/s1600-h/101_5896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264628152371819698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQ-3aVCktLI/AAAAAAAAA5M/g87TIJeQal8/s320/101_5896.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course... Landrie the giraffe.  She did so well in this costume considering that it was 80 degrees out.  Thanks auntie Jamie for a fabulous costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264628525342817826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQ-3wCdyfiI/AAAAAAAAA5c/ihlNN5EBizM/s320/101_5931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The whole gang.  Andrew was a Transformer and Ian was Speed Racer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After a little trick-or-treating we headed back to Deanna and Jodi's for a Halloween campout.  Perfect weather for a campfire and sleeping in the tents!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-2338444044713548083?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/2338444044713548083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=2338444044713548083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2338444044713548083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2338444044713548083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/11/cowgirl-giraffe-and-super-girl.html' title='A Cowgirl, a Giraffe and Super Girl!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQ-3ZUH8i4I/AAAAAAAAA40/wEO3wZbTh60/s72-c/101_5962.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-910720104894878106</id><published>2008-10-28T18:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:12:16.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Dance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-82c446fd9945ba81" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D82c446fd9945ba81%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330063021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B0362920DC16B130DDE15CB5C3E0695494A91F9.7748BB40BCC43CD712BEE1314264F288F2CD216F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D82c446fd9945ba81%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-hwH0Qo9069PK9MVLCdzyVOiWxw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D82c446fd9945ba81%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330063021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B0362920DC16B130DDE15CB5C3E0695494A91F9.7748BB40BCC43CD712BEE1314264F288F2CD216F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D82c446fd9945ba81%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-hwH0Qo9069PK9MVLCdzyVOiWxw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I finally figured out how to post a video.  Here is one of Landrie showing off all moves that she learned from her daddy.  Still can't figure out how to rotate it, so crank your head to the side and enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-910720104894878106?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=82c446fd9945ba81&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/910720104894878106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=910720104894878106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/910720104894878106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/910720104894878106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-dance.html' title='Just Dance!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-4307802707520098930</id><published>2008-10-25T19:51:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T20:21:47.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Step to the side Kristi Yamaguchi &amp; Sasha Cohen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQPBpKW2I8I/AAAAAAAAA4s/5jW2xUyZJ9M/s1600-h/jenna+ice+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261261702597845954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQPBpKW2I8I/AAAAAAAAA4s/5jW2xUyZJ9M/s320/jenna+ice+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Jenna's debut as an ice skater.  Auntie Jamie took Jenna for a very special day. First stop was the ice skating rink at the mall. Jenna has been bugging Jamie for months now to take her skating and today was the big day. Here are a few pics that Jamie sent from her phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQPATuAmaxI/AAAAAAAAA4c/y5Yx8J_jIkU/s1600-h/jenna+ice+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261260234699467538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQPATuAmaxI/AAAAAAAAA4c/y5Yx8J_jIkU/s320/jenna+ice+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQO_4njv8KI/AAAAAAAAA4M/_OoxHCkhvmQ/s1600-h/jenna+ice+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261259769111376034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQO_4njv8KI/AAAAAAAAA4M/_OoxHCkhvmQ/s320/jenna+ice+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paparazzi already? Who does that man think he is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQO_0cpcYUI/AAAAAAAAA38/tgO3xOl2y7c/s1600-h/jenna+ice+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261259697462993218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQO_0cpcYUI/AAAAAAAAA38/tgO3xOl2y7c/s320/jenna+ice+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might be wrong, but maybe she was going for the "shoot the duck" move. Does anyone know what that is?  Jed thinks I made it up, but I promise it was a real move...roller skating maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQO_VFth6XI/AAAAAAAAA3U/vpkQVlCLq6M/s1600-h/jenna+ice+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261259158730172786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQO_VFth6XI/AAAAAAAAA3U/vpkQVlCLq6M/s320/jenna+ice+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like she had a great time. When I talked to her on the phone she wanted to go back tomorrow. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After skating it was off to the movie: High School Musical 3. Thanks Jamie for sparing Jed and I the trip to the theater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to top off an action packed afternoon, back to Auntie Jamie's for a sleepover!!!! What a special treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-4307802707520098930?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/4307802707520098930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=4307802707520098930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4307802707520098930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4307802707520098930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/10/step-to-side-kristi-yamaguchi.html' title='Step to the side Kristi Yamaguchi &amp; Sasha Cohen'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SQPBpKW2I8I/AAAAAAAAA4s/5jW2xUyZJ9M/s72-c/jenna+ice+12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-8399980226677030236</id><published>2008-10-16T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:15:14.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our littlest daredevil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SPvmMEf7fhI/AAAAAAAAA2s/_0d14Kf-nkk/s1600-h/101_5792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259050084925668882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SPvmMEf7fhI/AAAAAAAAA2s/_0d14Kf-nkk/s320/101_5792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landrie continues to be a daredevil...being little supergirl on mommy's feet. She sees Jenna and Kylie getting lift off, so she has to have her chance to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SPvmMwuxuHI/AAAAAAAAA20/awGXK1PkHN0/s1600-h/101_5798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259050096799103090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SPvmMwuxuHI/AAAAAAAAA20/awGXK1PkHN0/s320/101_5798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ever since Jenna and Kylie got their bunk beds, she wants a piece of that action too. This one is in the form of climbing the ladder, which she does pretty well. We have to watch her very closely, as we think she is about as accident prone and clumsy as Kylie. Her problem comes in if and when she gets to the top. Then, she has to scream out...but we usually catch her before she gets to that point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SPvmNCFfbYI/AAAAAAAAA28/JPN8Au-uUTI/s1600-h/101_5799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259050101457776002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SPvmNCFfbYI/AAAAAAAAA28/JPN8Au-uUTI/s320/101_5799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Up the ladder she goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SPvmNkipOKI/AAAAAAAAA3E/P42aP-_VKXA/s1600-h/101_5805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259050110706858146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SPvmNkipOKI/AAAAAAAAA3E/P42aP-_VKXA/s320/101_5805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This doesn't fit the daredevil theme, but after taking her out of dangerous predicaments, Landrie must be distracted. She is a little high strung:)!! She loves to close and snap the cover on Kylie's little learning computer. We open it and she closes it, and every time she closes it, we tickle her neck. She loves it, and forgets about being taken down from the ladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-8399980226677030236?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/8399980226677030236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=8399980226677030236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8399980226677030236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8399980226677030236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-littlest-daredevil.html' title='Our littlest daredevil'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SPvmMEf7fhI/AAAAAAAAA2s/_0d14Kf-nkk/s72-c/101_5792.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-7516107511281382731</id><published>2008-10-08T19:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T20:10:35.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dallas Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1Xf76FuMI/AAAAAAAAA18/wNGmXr9VW1g/s1600-h/101_5757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254952546380134594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1Xf76FuMI/AAAAAAAAA18/wNGmXr9VW1g/s320/101_5757.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This past weekend we had a visitor. Grandy flew in to spend the weekend with us. Kylie got to stay home Monday and spend the day with Grandy and Jenna had a surprise when Grandy showed up for lunch with her at school on Tuesday. We had a great visit. We spent Sunday at the Dallas Zoo. It was perfect weather and we all enjoyed ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1XgNfAxaI/AAAAAAAAA2E/GfiJb0x_gGQ/s1600-h/101_5758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254952551098402210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1XgNfAxaI/AAAAAAAAA2E/GfiJb0x_gGQ/s320/101_5758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jenna and Jed getting up close with the penguins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1XgPDA2mI/AAAAAAAAA2M/Ja4Iox_bscg/s1600-h/101_5765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254952551517837922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1XgPDA2mI/AAAAAAAAA2M/Ja4Iox_bscg/s320/101_5765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenna and Grandy waiting for a sting ray to swim by. This was a touch pond. It was neat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254955174817616722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1Z47ma01I/AAAAAAAAA2k/66IKteaCaNI/s320/101_5769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1XgfPz9LI/AAAAAAAAA2U/t95efTx8dA4/s1600-h/101_5772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254952555866485938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1XgfPz9LI/AAAAAAAAA2U/t95efTx8dA4/s320/101_5772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are on the monorail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1Xgdff4II/AAAAAAAAA2c/j4AyV8HZiRQ/s1600-h/101_5778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254952555395408002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1Xgdff4II/AAAAAAAAA2c/j4AyV8HZiRQ/s320/101_5778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture! This gorilla was really watching us. He sure knows how to pose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For those of you wondering why I have all sorts of pictures of Jenna at the zoo near animals and not Kylie...the reason is that Kylie is more of an "enjoy the animals from the wagon type of girl". You never know when a penguin or a sting ray might brake loose...as for the gorilla, I wouldn't have sat there either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-7516107511281382731?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/7516107511281382731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=7516107511281382731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7516107511281382731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7516107511281382731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/10/dallas-zoo.html' title='The Dallas Zoo'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1Xf76FuMI/AAAAAAAAA18/wNGmXr9VW1g/s72-c/101_5757.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-6585839950939383979</id><published>2008-10-04T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T19:56:53.514-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A good book before bed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1ViV3t5gI/AAAAAAAAA1s/jzNXiGP07PY/s1600-h/101_5747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254950388685989378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1ViV3t5gI/AAAAAAAAA1s/jzNXiGP07PY/s320/101_5747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landrie LOVES to read.  She usually turns the pages faster than a person could read, but we have time to work on that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1ViYi-T9I/AAAAAAAAA10/XJo7cWXc8W4/s1600-h/101_5750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254950389404291026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1ViYi-T9I/AAAAAAAAA10/XJo7cWXc8W4/s320/101_5750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are a few pictures of her getting ready for bed with Jed and I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Warning:  If you are at our house and sitting low to the ground you will find Landrie in your lap armed with a good book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other day Jenna was sitting on the floor reading.  To Landrie, that is an open invitation.  She got so excited she climbed right onto her lap and plopped down right on top of the book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-6585839950939383979?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/6585839950939383979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=6585839950939383979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6585839950939383979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6585839950939383979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-book-before-bed.html' title='A good book before bed.'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1ViV3t5gI/AAAAAAAAA1s/jzNXiGP07PY/s72-c/101_5747.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-4716893182333097074</id><published>2008-10-03T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T19:50:15.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Frog Prince...Starring Jenna Eisel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1UdqFDzfI/AAAAAAAAA1c/3I4LQHwsNtA/s1600-h/101_5728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254949208699686386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1UdqFDzfI/AAAAAAAAA1c/3I4LQHwsNtA/s320/101_5728.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last Friday Jennas class did a performance of The Frog Prince.  She read the part of the Queen.  Of course like every other school event it took place in the middle of the day.  I am just glad that Jed works in the same building because he can usually get away from what he is doing to snap a few pictures so I don't miss out entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1UeGXgSTI/AAAAAAAAA1k/qd8ms8Zph44/s1600-h/101_5730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254949216293243186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1UeGXgSTI/AAAAAAAAA1k/qd8ms8Zph44/s320/101_5730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hear it was quite a performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-4716893182333097074?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/4716893182333097074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=4716893182333097074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4716893182333097074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4716893182333097074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/10/frog-princestarring-jenna-eisel.html' title='The Frog Prince...Starring Jenna Eisel!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SO1UdqFDzfI/AAAAAAAAA1c/3I4LQHwsNtA/s72-c/101_5728.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-6026074342227759137</id><published>2008-09-18T19:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:30:42.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beds, Curly Hair and more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SNL0O22AdrI/AAAAAAAAAoc/fKnZWl83DHQ/s1600-h/101_5711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247525051917432498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SNL0O22AdrI/AAAAAAAAAoc/fKnZWl83DHQ/s320/101_5711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After seaching and watching Craigslist for the perfect bunkbeds, we found them! A few weekends ago we borrowed Auntie Jamie's truck and headed towards McKinney, Texas to pick them up(north of Dallas). The man selling them had hand made them years ago for his daughters and we love them. They are sturdy and strong and we loved the railings on the top. We got them home and Jed worked very hard sanding, priming and getting a fresh coat of white paint on them. Getting them in the house was probably the biggest part of the job. Anyway, now they are in and the girls have worked out a two night rotation. So far so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SNL0PD-G7RI/AAAAAAAAAok/NXa536QdR2Y/s1600-h/101_5704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247525055441071378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SNL0PD-G7RI/AAAAAAAAAok/NXa536QdR2Y/s320/101_5704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the girls one morning after sleeping in curlers. They looked like two little Shirly Temples. They truly had big "Texas" hair on that day! All smiles as you can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SNL0PTFmKOI/AAAAAAAAAos/bn1vAWaRyac/s1600-h/101_5722.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SNL0PTEcaRI/AAAAAAAAAo0/c884LxBVFp0/s1600-h/101_5723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247525059494177042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SNL0PTEcaRI/AAAAAAAAAo0/c884LxBVFp0/s320/101_5723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We recently dusted off the bike and decided to try it out with a passenger. It really did not go over well. Landrie HATES the helmet. I am really quite surprised that we got these pictures because most of the time she was on the bike she was thrashing around trying to yank the helmet off of her head! Oh yeah, did I mention how hard it is to ride a bike with someone flailing about on the back of it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SNL0PmkTvPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/yxJgN5Bgqaw/s1600-h/101_5724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247525064728100082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SNL0PmkTvPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/yxJgN5Bgqaw/s320/101_5724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know from these pictures it looks like she really enjoyed herself...she has you all fooled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-6026074342227759137?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/6026074342227759137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=6026074342227759137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6026074342227759137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6026074342227759137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-beds-curly-hair-and-more.html' title='New Beds, Curly Hair and more!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SNL0O22AdrI/AAAAAAAAAoc/fKnZWl83DHQ/s72-c/101_5711.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-216017037445055240</id><published>2008-09-11T21:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:10:55.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daredevil and Lover of Sammy</title><content type='html'>The 15 month old Landrie is quite a character. She just had a well visit with a few shots, which as you can guess, she did not love! She is in the 50th percentile for weight and 75th for height.&lt;br /&gt;She is also getting more and more hair...finally, and is saying more and more words. You can tell she understands a lot more lately too. We will all be happier as she builds more vocabulary and uses the screech/scream a lot less to tell us what she wants:)&lt;br /&gt;Besides having those positive milestones, she is also quite a daredevil/risktaker/messmaker. Oh, and she loves her bedtime friend, her sheepie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SM3PPYNVDwI/AAAAAAAAAn0/cu9ckUwo2Qc/s1600-h/101_5683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246077004059840258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SM3PPYNVDwI/AAAAAAAAAn0/cu9ckUwo2Qc/s320/101_5683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here she is using sheepie as if she is a matador in Mexico, if only he were red and we had a bull for her to tease. Maybe Sammy would be the bull?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SM3PP7-3rFI/AAAAAAAAAn8/qFZNOF-sWxk/s1600-h/101_5691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246077013662870610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SM3PP7-3rFI/AAAAAAAAAn8/qFZNOF-sWxk/s320/101_5691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is some of the risk-taking, not sitting in the chair...standing and climbing, using it as a stepstool. She was up on that table this afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SM3PQKjaj2I/AAAAAAAAAoE/tz_smqX4qeI/s1600-h/101_5690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246077017574248290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SM3PQKjaj2I/AAAAAAAAAoE/tz_smqX4qeI/s320/101_5690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of this craziness aside, Landrie sure does love Sammy. She is not saying Sammy very well yet, it is always "PUPPY". Here she is giving him a little hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SM3PQaETovI/AAAAAAAAAoM/GoHP3mcScT4/s1600-h/101_5688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246077021738738418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SM3PQaETovI/AAAAAAAAAoM/GoHP3mcScT4/s320/101_5688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A nice gesture, a smile and why not share your food, right? She is always giving him food, or teases him with it and then he "chases" her around. Really it is just following her, but to a 15 month old, I bet Sammy has some speed skills too:) He does good putting up with the harassment from all three girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-216017037445055240?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/216017037445055240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=216017037445055240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/216017037445055240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/216017037445055240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/09/daredevil-and-lover-of-sammy.html' title='Daredevil and Lover of Sammy'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SM3PPYNVDwI/AAAAAAAAAn0/cu9ckUwo2Qc/s72-c/101_5683.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-8330798509266763159</id><published>2008-08-31T20:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:17:03.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pj's with Heels?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLtBYSW8OuI/AAAAAAAAAns/drF5K4YzUkI/s1600-h/101_5678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240854476876430050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLtBYSW8OuI/AAAAAAAAAns/drF5K4YzUkI/s320/101_5678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jed was getting out the 18-24 month tote and came across these.  They have quickly become the favorite.  I know it is because of the click that they make on the floor.  So, we will be wearing them with skirts, shorts and yes Jammies.  The funny thing.....Kylie got mad because she does not have any shoes that are as fancy as Landries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You might be able to see Landries newest tumble in the picture.  We were over at a friends house and she fell and got the corner of a little shelf with her eye.  Poor thing.  She is a trooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-8330798509266763159?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/8330798509266763159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=8330798509266763159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8330798509266763159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8330798509266763159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/08/pjs-with-heels.html' title='Pj&apos;s with Heels?'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLtBYSW8OuI/AAAAAAAAAns/drF5K4YzUkI/s72-c/101_5678.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-9051991457532056997</id><published>2008-08-31T19:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:13:41.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Morning at the Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Neither a level orange air pollution warning nor 93 degrees will keep us from a morning at the zoo. We are fools. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240850575895912754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLs91OEtYTI/AAAAAAAAAm0/eqp6jCnP9YE/s320/101_5653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though all of the animals were too hot to move Landrie loved the petting zoo. Here she was trying to call the piggy over to the fence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLs91WAwBVI/AAAAAAAAAm8/AL5BTExsP98/s1600-h/101_5655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240850578026792274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLs91WAwBVI/AAAAAAAAAm8/AL5BTExsP98/s320/101_5655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylie hanging with the monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLs91ks8odI/AAAAAAAAAnE/V1PNEMEFnCI/s1600-h/101_5660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240850581970264530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLs91ks8odI/AAAAAAAAAnE/V1PNEMEFnCI/s320/101_5660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenna posing with her otter friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLs91xoaUBI/AAAAAAAAAnM/PIS66OBaKBg/s1600-h/101_5664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240850585440899090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLs91xoaUBI/AAAAAAAAAnM/PIS66OBaKBg/s320/101_5664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now, lets play a game.......what is wrong with this picture? How about that Landrie walked more at the zoo than either of her sisters! Man they had it made in the shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLs92Cz5f6I/AAAAAAAAAnU/VCGOULAZbZQ/s1600-h/101_5666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240850590052482978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLs92Cz5f6I/AAAAAAAAAnU/VCGOULAZbZQ/s320/101_5666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We always end the day with a carousel ride. Evil looking tiger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240853495616773186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLtAfK4aHEI/AAAAAAAAAnc/0RwhlsNtX7o/s320/101_5673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was after their ride. I had to get one of the triceratops...really....who is going to choose that one?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240853501165796146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLtAffjZezI/AAAAAAAAAnk/pOi3DDz9F1k/s320/101_5676.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We had a good time and ended up buying a membership for the year. I think if we go one more time we got our money out of it. The nice thing is that it is only a 12 minute drive from our house. I am sure we will be back once it cools down a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-9051991457532056997?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/9051991457532056997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=9051991457532056997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/9051991457532056997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/9051991457532056997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/08/morning-at-zoo.html' title='A Morning at the Zoo'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLs91OEtYTI/AAAAAAAAAm0/eqp6jCnP9YE/s72-c/101_5653.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-4867381959281829246</id><published>2008-08-27T18:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:05:17.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLXm02AcgVI/AAAAAAAAAmc/wDxTX_DyLzo/s1600-h/101_5645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239347537040408914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLXm02AcgVI/AAAAAAAAAmc/wDxTX_DyLzo/s320/101_5645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Get ready Pre-K, here comes Kylie! Here she is so excited...nope not about school, about her pop-tart in a fancy baggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLXm1W7QLZI/AAAAAAAAAmk/x3c0VftW3MU/s1600-h/101_5647.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLXm1ggDmbI/AAAAAAAAAms/nzWPdVcvDlk/s1600-h/101_5648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239347548447283634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLXm1ggDmbI/AAAAAAAAAms/nzWPdVcvDlk/s320/101_5648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the whole gang. The were both so excited about these sparkling butterfly t-shirts that they HAD to wear them on the first day.....no we did not plan it of dress them alike on purpose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was a very special 1st day for Jenna. Over the summer she took the 1st grade CBE (credit by exam). Because of her scores we were given the choice to put her into a 2nd grade classroom instead of a first. Jed and I went back and forth on the decision for a while, but when all was said and done we felt that that would be the best for her. Jenna was not keen on leaving her first grade friends behind, but decided to give it a try on a trial basis of course. Jed and I both knew that if the first day went well, she would be fine. She loved it! She was actually upset at the end of the day because she wanted to stay longer. I think it is safe to say that she will remain a second grader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-4867381959281829246?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/4867381959281829246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=4867381959281829246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4867381959281829246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4867381959281829246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLXm02AcgVI/AAAAAAAAAmc/wDxTX_DyLzo/s72-c/101_5645.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-5742379602109193591</id><published>2008-08-27T18:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:42:39.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Weekend at the Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLXlBRAWcvI/AAAAAAAAAl0/5ZjCNw-H1FA/s1600-h/101_5557.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few weeks ago we joined our friends Deanna and Jodi for a weekend trip to their lake.  We had  a great time swimming, grilling and relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLXlB0mz8RI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y1rVJFNdTeQ/s1600-h/101_5572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239345560979501330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLXlB0mz8RI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y1rVJFNdTeQ/s320/101_5572.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Jed and Jenna out for a spin on the jet ski.  They have such a beautiful place on Possum Kingdom Lake.  It is about a two hour drive west from our house so not bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLXlCaPWnrI/AAAAAAAAAmE/xLLaKIVqs0k/s1600-h/101_5577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239345571081658034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLXlCaPWnrI/AAAAAAAAAmE/xLLaKIVqs0k/s320/101_5577.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylie and I out for a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLXlCpP_YwI/AAAAAAAAAmM/IuVr24gWrKM/s1600-h/101_5580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239345575110861570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLXlCpP_YwI/AAAAAAAAAmM/IuVr24gWrKM/s320/101_5580.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is what Kylie liked the best.  She was a little timid about being in the water, so spent a good part of her days tooling around the yard on this toy that she is about 2 years too old for.  Even gave her sister a few rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLXlDNh-9QI/AAAAAAAAAmU/WNtOJkmaPL0/s1600-h/101_5593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239345584850007298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLXlDNh-9QI/AAAAAAAAAmU/WNtOJkmaPL0/s320/101_5593.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture for a couple reasons....no...myself in the background isn't one of them.  First of all every picture we have of Andrew he has these superman PJ's on....I love it.  And also, how grown up does Landrie look?  Sitting at the table with all the big kids.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-5742379602109193591?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/5742379602109193591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=5742379602109193591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/5742379602109193591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/5742379602109193591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/08/weekend-at-lake.html' title='A Weekend at the Lake'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SLXlB0mz8RI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y1rVJFNdTeQ/s72-c/101_5572.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-1656654741755041033</id><published>2008-08-19T19:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T23:01:02.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A potpourri of pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SKtnzvfyViI/AAAAAAAAAlM/5-K7pc4l1MM/s1600-h/101_5431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236393130369111586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SKtnzvfyViI/AAAAAAAAAlM/5-K7pc4l1MM/s320/101_5431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love these chairs! They belong to Grandpa Dave's sister Laurie and her husband. This picture was taken outside of their cabin on Crane Lake in Minnesota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SKtnz8AcOdI/AAAAAAAAAlU/kKDJPfLmMwU/s1600-h/101_5439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236393133727300050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SKtnz8AcOdI/AAAAAAAAAlU/kKDJPfLmMwU/s320/101_5439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is where the girls spent a lot of time while at the lake with Grandy and Grandpa Dave. They called it their magic carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SKtn0QqMG5I/AAAAAAAAAlc/cjFRsb-xBP4/s1600-h/101_5466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236393139271113618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SKtn0QqMG5I/AAAAAAAAAlc/cjFRsb-xBP4/s320/101_5466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A family shot at Bay Point Park in Red Wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SKtn0mYtuVI/AAAAAAAAAlk/d9yKN_fce2g/s1600-h/101_5470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236393145103399250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SKtn0mYtuVI/AAAAAAAAAlk/d9yKN_fce2g/s320/101_5470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Curious in the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SKtn1HaAP7I/AAAAAAAAAls/35-YcZiaPhU/s1600-h/101_5476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236393153967177650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SKtn1HaAP7I/AAAAAAAAAls/35-YcZiaPhU/s320/101_5476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandy and the girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry for the quick post, but I am back in the working world. Speaking of which......our district has what they call a convocation every year. Ours was today.  Every district employee gathers at the Nokia Theater in Grand Prairie and it is quite a production....kind of like a pep rally for the adults. Anyway, every year they bring in some guest speaker that usually talks forever about who knows what because I usually busy myself with a good Sudoku puzzle. But this year was different. I am sure that lots of you saw the movie Freedom Writers?  It is a true story about Erin Gruwell, a teacher that began teaching in Long Beach, California and all her kids who had never experienced any success and many had labeled them as hopeless.  Eventually, they went on to graduate high school and college.  Many of them were the first in their families to do so. Her part was played by Hilary Swank in the movie. Erin was our speaker and she was very entertaining and inspirational--and very real!  She even brought one of her students with her and she spoke as well. So, mission accomplished because we left there very excited to begin this next school year. So much for that quick post. More pics to come! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-1656654741755041033?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/1656654741755041033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=1656654741755041033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1656654741755041033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1656654741755041033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/08/misc-pictures.html' title='A potpourri of pictures'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SKtnzvfyViI/AAAAAAAAAlM/5-K7pc4l1MM/s72-c/101_5431.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-7291721501882518459</id><published>2008-08-17T19:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:59:20.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel a fever coming on.</title><content type='html'>So it is 8:00 on Sunday night and I have to go to work tomorrow!!!!!!!  YUCK!  We have been so spoiled.  The summer flew by.  I can't tell you how many times Jed and I looked at each other today and made the comment "I can;t believe we have to go to work tomorrow."  This week is just for teachers and then we'll have kids in our rooms next Monday.  So I better get a good nights rest and then I'll begin my countdown to summer all over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-7291721501882518459?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/7291721501882518459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=7291721501882518459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7291721501882518459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7291721501882518459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-feel-fever-coming-on.html' title='I feel a fever coming on.'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-2503472677393681469</id><published>2008-07-26T16:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T17:48:10.982-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Planes, Trains, and Automobiles" has nothing on us!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230775898911586546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdy91pMuPI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Ik29jUHePy0/s320/100_5129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; We quickly figured out that the pattern of this trip was all about things for the girls to ride on and play with....so, here is my post about all of the modes of transportation that we encountered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First of course the van. It was 3,200 miles traveled in it to be exact, and thank goodness this is how the girls spent some of that time as passengers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230797167944059586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJeGT29sysI/AAAAAAAAAlE/tdl9G83mclA/s320/100_5156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ahh, America...next it was tractor rides in Illinois. Definitely a hit, and I liked driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdy-tBPIsI/AAAAAAAAAjc/zOk7is9Jzsc/s1600-h/100_5181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230775913776358082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdy-tBPIsI/AAAAAAAAAjc/zOk7is9Jzsc/s320/100_5181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Dirtbikes. My cousin, Eric, has this set up for his son Kyle. It is a little dirtbike with training wheels.  Jenna really liked this and took advantage of every chance she had to ride it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230777734755930898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJd0ossmUxI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Y7LTVL3qCqY/s320/100_5165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kylie on the other hand would rather be the passenger. She liked riding with Uncle Conor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230775926644517122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdy_c9PqQI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Te-bRgopWgs/s320/100_5199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdy_c9PqQI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Te-bRgopWgs/s1600-h/100_5199.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdy_c9PqQI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Te-bRgopWgs/s1600-h/100_5199.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Conor's fishing boat on the canal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230788523488745954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJd-cr28meI/AAAAAAAAAk8/r_DTNrrEVg8/s320/100_5192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Conor also took the girls for a spin in the Bronco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230777764225021442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJd0qaek9gI/AAAAAAAAAkU/DJOaOp5rQKk/s320/100_5269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Four wheeler rides with Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230777751174214754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJd0pp3BdGI/AAAAAAAAAkM/q-gg_cac-Nw/s320/100_5266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Horse &amp;amp; cart. I guess that is what it is called, but it sounds funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230786589072313970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJd8sFmITnI/AAAAAAAAAks/DaREY2OVpQE/s320/100_5254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    Horse. This is Brittny's horse, Lilly.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230787464342563714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJd9fCO0a4I/AAAAAAAAAk0/_LD-6iKSmew/s320/100_5247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Golf Cart. It is funny that the picture is of Jed driving, because I had so much fun, I was driving it all the time.  I don't remember him driving.  I bet they snuck out there while I was taking a nap?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230784692825795906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJd69thurUI/AAAAAAAAAkc/HpErBxKAVZs/s320/100_5416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pontoon Boat with Grandy and Grandpa Dave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-2503472677393681469?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/2503472677393681469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=2503472677393681469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2503472677393681469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2503472677393681469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/07/planes-trains-and-automobiles-has.html' title='&quot;Planes, Trains, and Automobiles&quot; has nothing on us!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdy91pMuPI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Ik29jUHePy0/s72-c/100_5129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-8986200531268202096</id><published>2008-07-20T15:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T17:54:42.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Voyage: Battle Lake &amp; Red Wing, Minnesota</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdsncIMboI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Yr35CYcUnlM/s1600-h/100_5385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230768917035380354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdsncIMboI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Yr35CYcUnlM/s320/100_5385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our adventure continued as went east towards Battle Lake to spend a couple of days with Grandy and Grandpa Dave. Grandpa Dave had gotten the girls a couple of fishing poles and we spent some time fishing off of their dock. It got to be too much work...with every cast the girls were catching little sunfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdsnm2xHcI/AAAAAAAAAiM/92TNgWLljOo/s1600-h/100_5388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230768919915077058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdsnm2xHcI/AAAAAAAAAiM/92TNgWLljOo/s320/100_5388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emphasis on the word little. It was still lots of fun. The girls made great fishermen. They wouldn't put the worms on or take the fish off, but they did all the hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdsoFr43LI/AAAAAAAAAiU/sAgeWXjUTqM/s1600-h/100_5500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230768928190946482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdsoFr43LI/AAAAAAAAAiU/sAgeWXjUTqM/s320/100_5500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After our time in Battle Lake, we headed south to Red Wing. Dave's son, Shane, came over one morning with his kids. The girls had such a great time with them. Here they are doing a little spin art!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdsoTgnu3I/AAAAAAAAAic/f2yyHBPhHyE/s1600-h/100_5524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230768931901782898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdsoTgnu3I/AAAAAAAAAic/f2yyHBPhHyE/s320/100_5524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture time for Landrie, Grandy and Grandpa Dave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdsokrv3RI/AAAAAAAAAik/81oxcE-xHBg/s1600-h/101_5456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230768936511855890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdsokrv3RI/AAAAAAAAAik/81oxcE-xHBg/s320/101_5456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of our favorite things to do in Red Wing was to enjoy a camp fire out on the deck. Here's a nice picture of Jamie and Grandy and I.  You can see the moon behind us, and if you look really close you can see the face of Wilma Flintstone's mother, Pearl Slaghoople.(This legend was unveiled to us by Grandy on this trip)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-8986200531268202096?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/8986200531268202096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=8986200531268202096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8986200531268202096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8986200531268202096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/08/third-stop-red-wing.html' title='Summer Voyage: Battle Lake &amp; Red Wing, Minnesota'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdsncIMboI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Yr35CYcUnlM/s72-c/100_5385.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-7069562214709865950</id><published>2008-07-18T16:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T17:57:19.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting up with friends in Brainerd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdw3X3DKdI/AAAAAAAAAjE/hgp5bc44Kjg/s1600-h/100_5283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230773588814146002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdw3X3DKdI/AAAAAAAAAjE/hgp5bc44Kjg/s320/100_5283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdwEh_zu4I/AAAAAAAAAis/WFoc09PZuRM/s1600-h/100_5281.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were lucky that some of our friends were able to come see us while in Brainerd. We met up with Jen and Bryan Miller along with their handsome little guy, Carter. They live in Brainerd and we were very glad to have some time to visit with them and to finally get to meet their little boy. Becs and her boyfriend, Bryan, and Andrea all made the trip from the Twin Cities to come hang with us for the night. I am very glad that it worked out. It is always nice to reconnect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdwFEhROUI/AAAAAAAAAi0/WCQFLDWJrJA/s1600-h/100_5283.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230773580067947570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdw23RyxDI/AAAAAAAAAi8/w7xvcz23VXs/s320/100_5280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is Carter with Jenna, Kylie and Brittny after conquering the large dirt pile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-7069562214709865950?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/7069562214709865950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=7069562214709865950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7069562214709865950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7069562214709865950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/07/friends-in-brainerd.html' title='Meeting up with friends in Brainerd'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJdw3X3DKdI/AAAAAAAAAjE/hgp5bc44Kjg/s72-c/100_5283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-595592705441949137</id><published>2008-07-17T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:49:34.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Voyage: Brainerd, Minnesota</title><content type='html'>After Illinois, we headed north to Brainerd for a few days. We spent time with Grandma and Grandpa Eisel, Uncle Rick, Auntie Lisa, Brittny and the newest cousin, Garrett. We also saw some great friends too...they will be in a separate post. It was fun to see Landrie and Garrett interact, they were almost oblivious to the other one being there some of the time. Landrie would hijack toys and pat him on the head(similar to the "patting" she did when Addyson visited). All in all, they did a little baby bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJCYbtoI-mI/AAAAAAAAAhk/1TGl1yd7mv4/s1600-h/100_5366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228846769248991842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJCYbtoI-mI/AAAAAAAAAhk/1TGl1yd7mv4/s320/100_5366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As most would suspect, it was difficult to get a picture with both of them looking, but we finally pulled it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJCYceKkH1I/AAAAAAAAAhs/x7JVAaoxIYo/s1600-h/100_5269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228846782278278994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJCYceKkH1I/AAAAAAAAAhs/x7JVAaoxIYo/s320/100_5269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa loved spending time with all of his girls. They loved the four wheeler rides, and always wanted to go "just one more time"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJCYdE6ozhI/AAAAAAAAAh0/fLtfpub0f6w/s1600-h/100_5277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228846792680459794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJCYdE6ozhI/AAAAAAAAAh0/fLtfpub0f6w/s320/100_5277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma was a big help with Landrie when she wasn't tied up with Garrett. Two little grandbabies can be a challenge! Landrie enjoyed her time with Grandma, especially the night that Grandma followed her around while she explored the lawn for at least two hours so we could relax with friends. Thanks mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJCYedtOZ6I/AAAAAAAAAh8/ShbtkmHGYTU/s1600-h/100_5332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228846816514959266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJCYedtOZ6I/AAAAAAAAAh8/ShbtkmHGYTU/s320/100_5332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our last day in Brainerd, my Aunt and Uncle, Dorothy and Clayton, invited us down to the lake for a cookout. We had hot dogs, brats, potato salad, chinese chicken salad, desserts and some wine. The girls got to swim a little too, and Landrie enjoyed some time in the tree swing as the sisters pushed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-595592705441949137?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/595592705441949137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=595592705441949137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/595592705441949137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/595592705441949137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-voyage-brainerd-minnesota.html' title='Summer Voyage: Brainerd, Minnesota'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SJCYbtoI-mI/AAAAAAAAAhk/1TGl1yd7mv4/s72-c/100_5366.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-7728251880899711416</id><published>2008-07-12T16:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T23:02:43.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Voyage: Illinois</title><content type='html'>Our summer excursion from Texas took us to the far north. Our first stop was Atkinson, Illinois to visit Pop Pop and Shanny. We also spent some time with Uncle Conor, Uncle Mike, Grandma Marge and Aunt LeAnn's family...it was a great time. The weather was great, with some "cooler than we are used to" evenings, but we made it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SI45XPDXFSI/AAAAAAAAAhM/NMjZ64DvsRg/s1600-h/100_5212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228179288764126498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SI45XPDXFSI/AAAAAAAAAhM/NMjZ64DvsRg/s320/100_5212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Conor took us for a ride in his boat on the canal, that was fun. Conor you are growing up so fast...you are taller than I am now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SI45Xd-VH-I/AAAAAAAAAhU/aso1feOeQgo/s1600-h/100_5205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228179292769558498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SI45Xd-VH-I/AAAAAAAAAhU/aso1feOeQgo/s320/100_5205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls enjoyed time with Uncle Mike too. They all balanced the front of the boat and smiled for this snapshot in a large culvert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SI45XtH0jiI/AAAAAAAAAhc/29WOliS7apo/s1600-h/100_5160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228179296835898914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SI45XtH0jiI/AAAAAAAAAhc/29WOliS7apo/s320/100_5160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pop Pop and Shanny were a big help with Landrie!! Thanks so much for getting her in the mornings and letting us sleep another hour or two, that was awesome. She can be quite a handful:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-7728251880899711416?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/7728251880899711416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=7728251880899711416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7728251880899711416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7728251880899711416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-voyage-illinois.html' title='Summer Voyage: Illinois'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SI45XPDXFSI/AAAAAAAAAhM/NMjZ64DvsRg/s72-c/100_5212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-6568656369474739329</id><published>2008-07-06T19:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T21:10:02.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Landrie's pool pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some pics of Landrie at her happiest......because she is naked! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFq9aImp0I/AAAAAAAAAgY/KWB40YABoOg/s1600-h/100_5093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220071046319089474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFq9aImp0I/AAAAAAAAAgY/KWB40YABoOg/s320/100_5093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at this perfect fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFq9kwhJUI/AAAAAAAAAgg/hjHp9JAV67I/s1600-h/100_5088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220071049170855234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFq9kwhJUI/AAAAAAAAAgg/hjHp9JAV67I/s320/100_5088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFq91Ck40I/AAAAAAAAAgo/MSB57TNB9Pk/s1600-h/100_5094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220071053541565250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFq91Ck40I/AAAAAAAAAgo/MSB57TNB9Pk/s320/100_5094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Testing out her walking in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFq-M0bdyI/AAAAAAAAAgw/tjJVOxcH1kI/s1600-h/100_5112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220071059924678434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFq-M0bdyI/AAAAAAAAAgw/tjJVOxcH1kI/s320/100_5112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was great! The girls always want to do a silly picture after I ask them to smile for a nice one. It was funny because they didn't know Jed held Landrie up until they saw the picture on the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-6568656369474739329?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/6568656369474739329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=6568656369474739329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6568656369474739329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6568656369474739329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/07/landries-pool-pics.html' title='Landrie&apos;s pool pics'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFq9aImp0I/AAAAAAAAAgY/KWB40YABoOg/s72-c/100_5093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-6726396277341165423</id><published>2008-07-06T19:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T19:56:42.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beating the Texas Heat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFpWjVZ2OI/AAAAAAAAAf4/7L3vv-H_zXU/s1600-h/100_5107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220069279262169314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFpWjVZ2OI/AAAAAAAAAf4/7L3vv-H_zXU/s320/100_5107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have been spending lots of time in the water these past few days.  It seems like the only way to be out of the house and comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFpXIEyyvI/AAAAAAAAAgA/eKzTTqN60PA/s1600-h/100_5075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220069289124612850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFpXIEyyvI/AAAAAAAAAgA/eKzTTqN60PA/s320/100_5075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are a few pics from our afternoons.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFpXfmkEyI/AAAAAAAAAgI/_oD7Gk69lHo/s1600-h/100_5098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220069295440270114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFpXfmkEyI/AAAAAAAAAgI/_oD7Gk69lHo/s320/100_5098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFpXsc79PI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/aYi7rKYkjHU/s1600-h/100_5086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220069298889553138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFpXsc79PI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/aYi7rKYkjHU/s320/100_5086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poolside table for two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-6726396277341165423?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/6726396277341165423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=6726396277341165423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6726396277341165423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6726396277341165423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/07/beating-texas-heat.html' title='Beating the Texas Heat'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFpWjVZ2OI/AAAAAAAAAf4/7L3vv-H_zXU/s72-c/100_5107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-202874301483246049</id><published>2008-07-01T19:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T21:10:56.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii-ing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our friends Deanna and Jodi just got a Wii. We have been over there several times to play. One thing that you can do is to create a "Mii". The point of the Mii is so that when you play the games your character plays and it is supposed to be a likeness of yourself. Anyway......We all made one. Here is a picture of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFl0fmKIMI/AAAAAAAAAfg/kctNtgu7d2Q/s1600-h/100_5074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220065395608264898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFl0fmKIMI/AAAAAAAAAfg/kctNtgu7d2Q/s320/100_5074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I agree....not really close. But get this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFl0kCbEVI/AAAAAAAAAfo/JA7bdcuK6Do/s1600-h/100_5072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220065396800557394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFl0kCbEVI/AAAAAAAAAfo/JA7bdcuK6Do/s320/100_5072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Freakish isn't it. We laugh so hard everytime we see it. Jenna and I were playing baseball over there the other day and I guess the game automatically puts in the other mii players because every once in awhile Jed would show up to bat for my team. Great fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFl07eRz4I/AAAAAAAAAfw/E6zxCqI3SMc/s1600-h/100_5069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220065403091406722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFl07eRz4I/AAAAAAAAAfw/E6zxCqI3SMc/s320/100_5069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our two favorite games are American Idol and Rock Band. Here's a picture of Jenna and Kylie singing a duet. I believe the song was Glamorous. I wish I had a picture of us playing Rock Band. We have got it all figured out. With me on the guitar, Deanna on the drums and Jed on vocals we sure do rock! I know what will be on the top of this years Christmas wish list. The girls would sure enjoy one too! Ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-202874301483246049?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/202874301483246049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=202874301483246049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/202874301483246049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/202874301483246049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/07/wii-ing.html' title='Wii-ing'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SHFl0fmKIMI/AAAAAAAAAfg/kctNtgu7d2Q/s72-c/100_5074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-8356980256376143601</id><published>2008-06-29T09:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T10:23:47.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a bird, it's a plane.......it's Andrew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SGeiuo5IAII/AAAAAAAAAfI/_buH_PibKcU/s1600-h/100_5052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217317615466709122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SGeiuo5IAII/AAAAAAAAAfI/_buH_PibKcU/s320/100_5052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thursday night the girls had Andrew over for some sleepover fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We swam, we ate pizza, then we unrolled the sleeping bags and popped some popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SGeiu_OhsJI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/nTwD06lIz6s/s1600-h/100_5056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217317621462053010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SGeiu_OhsJI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/nTwD06lIz6s/s320/100_5056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The movie of choice was The Cat in the Hat. The girls love Thing 1 and Thing 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SGeivLVtkbI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Qak7zwfbQ-M/s1600-h/100_5061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217317624713417138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SGeivLVtkbI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Qak7zwfbQ-M/s320/100_5061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once we turned the movie off it didn't take long for Jenna to opt out of the sleepover. Kylie and Andrew get a little crazy and they were annoying her. So she slept comfy on her bed while these two slept like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-8356980256376143601?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/8356980256376143601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=8356980256376143601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8356980256376143601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8356980256376143601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-bird-its-planeits-andrew.html' title='It&apos;s a bird, it&apos;s a plane.......it&apos;s Andrew!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SGeiuo5IAII/AAAAAAAAAfI/_buH_PibKcU/s72-c/100_5052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-1383797859975774399</id><published>2008-06-21T15:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T15:45:53.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks For the Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1l8N9VqUI/AAAAAAAAAeg/NmgmzqkU7Bs/s1600-h/100_4952.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1l8SA8FvI/AAAAAAAAAeo/7wRWxkOGlfs/s1600-h/100_5017.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We want to thank Ryan, Kristi and Addyson for a great visit.  We had a great time.  It was nice to just lay around the pool and stay close to home.   Kristi and I did venture out onto the lake one afternoon with some friends of mine.  Left the boys at home with all four kids.  Thanks to Jed and Ryan for giving us that time away.  We had a great time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214436029867235058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1l8SA8FvI/AAAAAAAAAeo/7wRWxkOGlfs/s320/100_5017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is a picture at Texas Roadhouse.  You just can't come to Texas and not go eat steak.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1l8hmBl1I/AAAAAAAAAew/HA8grUc_SuQ/s1600-h/100_5038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214436034049316690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1l8hmBl1I/AAAAAAAAAew/HA8grUc_SuQ/s320/100_5038.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready to head to the airport.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1l85xf30I/AAAAAAAAAe4/8F8DSbz7iZM/s1600-h/100_5044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214436040539889474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1l85xf30I/AAAAAAAAAe4/8F8DSbz7iZM/s320/100_5044.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a nice picture......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1l8_cwSSI/AAAAAAAAAfA/qKF__hhUPUE/s1600-h/100_5042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214436042063497506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1l8_cwSSI/AAAAAAAAAfA/qKF__hhUPUE/s320/100_5042.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....here is what was really going on.  Who can look taller?  What a couple of weirdos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks again for the great visit.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-1383797859975774399?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/1383797859975774399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=1383797859975774399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1383797859975774399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1383797859975774399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/06/thanks-for-visit.html' title='Thanks For the Visit'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1l8SA8FvI/AAAAAAAAAeo/7wRWxkOGlfs/s72-c/100_5017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-5282965430945884876</id><published>2008-06-21T15:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T15:30:50.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaiian Falls Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1jn2haPTI/AAAAAAAAAeA/aB3aHW7sOw4/s1600-h/100_4992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214433479866596658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1jn2haPTI/AAAAAAAAAeA/aB3aHW7sOw4/s320/100_4992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One thing we did with our Seattle company is try out the new water park that opened just a few weeks ago.  It was fun, but will probably be the last time we are there for a while.  One tough thing is that  all three girls wanted to do different things.  I say that, but really Kylie didn't want to do anything.  I think she just had a hard time adjusting to the number of people there.  We finally coaxed her onto a small slide that instantly became her favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1joJg7V1I/AAAAAAAAAeI/76tdWMFr6GY/s1600-h/100_4990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214433484964845394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1joJg7V1I/AAAAAAAAAeI/76tdWMFr6GY/s320/100_4990.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jenna enjoyed these small slide at first, but would have rather spent the entire time swimmin in the lazy river or in the wave pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1joSGcSvI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/C51WEeniCck/s1600-h/100_4991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214433487269677810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1joSGcSvI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/C51WEeniCck/s320/100_4991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1jomz7WtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/SbAZfvDwzEc/s1600-h/100_5004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214433492829166290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1jomz7WtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/SbAZfvDwzEc/s320/100_5004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landrie just wanted to get down and splash.  Of course that can just be done in the backyard, so I think we will stick to that for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-5282965430945884876?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/5282965430945884876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=5282965430945884876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/5282965430945884876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/5282965430945884876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/06/hawaiian-falls-fun.html' title='Hawaiian Falls Fun!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1jn2haPTI/AAAAAAAAAeA/aB3aHW7sOw4/s72-c/100_4992.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-7806471890924867807</id><published>2008-06-21T15:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T15:15:51.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friendly Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1fkghfFfI/AAAAAAAAAdI/oTVj3kztL5E/s1600-h/100_4950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214429024375215602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1fkghfFfI/AAAAAAAAAdI/oTVj3kztL5E/s320/100_4950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landrie sure enjoyed having a buddy here that was just about her size.  She and Addyson played a lot together.  Landrie took the opportunity to polish up two of her favorite skills. Saying "baby" and giving kisses.  She prefers the open mouth sloppy kiss.  Here they are enjoying the view off that back of the park swing....Landrie going in for a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1flL95ucI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/HQBm9b1t3y8/s1600-h/100_5025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214429036037126594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1flL95ucI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/HQBm9b1t3y8/s320/100_5025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wearing the matching jammies and of course another kiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am really surprised that I didn't get a picture of it, but Landrie would get so excited....walk over to Addyson say "baby" and pat her on the head.  I say pat....Ryan and Kristi may use the word hit, whack, smack or slap.  I did see her wind up on a few of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1flXsUozI/AAAAAAAAAdY/-gzA44m8iN4/s1600-h/100_4978.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-7806471890924867807?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/7806471890924867807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=7806471890924867807' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7806471890924867807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7806471890924867807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/06/friendly-kiss.html' title='A Friendly Kiss'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SF1fkghfFfI/AAAAAAAAAdI/oTVj3kztL5E/s72-c/100_4950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-3289421773614135298</id><published>2008-06-15T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T10:10:22.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFfRQMOaniI/AAAAAAAAAc4/IiqZ60sTLPE/s1600-h/100_5022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212865169794440738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFfRQMOaniI/AAAAAAAAAc4/IiqZ60sTLPE/s320/100_5022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hi dad happy fathers day. you are a great dad.  i love you.  you are nice.  kylie and landrie love you to.  i hope you had a great father's day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love jenna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-3289421773614135298?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/3289421773614135298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=3289421773614135298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/3289421773614135298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/3289421773614135298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFfRQMOaniI/AAAAAAAAAc4/IiqZ60sTLPE/s72-c/100_5022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-4099475573152561139</id><published>2008-06-07T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T17:33:32.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st Birthday Landrie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212609844780718546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFbpCUbb2dI/AAAAAAAAAcg/nUYutnEhb9c/s320/100_4913.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We can not believe how fast the last year has gone.  Landrie is now 1 and it completely snuck up on us.  She was not sure what to think untill we let her dig in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212609823948455154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFbpBG0ovPI/AAAAAAAAAcY/mJrjSo1lCAw/s320/100_4918.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We had a little cake to celebrate and let her dive in and get dirty.  She was all smiles.  Here is the birthday girl posing with her sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFbpDIvm79I/AAAAAAAAAco/SxCZnuKw-as/s1600-h/100_4920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212609858823974866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFbpDIvm79I/AAAAAAAAAco/SxCZnuKw-as/s320/100_4920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture...check out her arm wrinkles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFbpDwso9JI/AAAAAAAAAcw/6Y26AXCeJMw/s1600-h/100_4923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212609869548942482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFbpDwso9JI/AAAAAAAAAcw/6Y26AXCeJMw/s320/100_4923.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-4099475573152561139?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/4099475573152561139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=4099475573152561139' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4099475573152561139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4099475573152561139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-1st-birthday-landrie.html' title='Happy 1st Birthday Landrie!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFbpCUbb2dI/AAAAAAAAAcg/nUYutnEhb9c/s72-c/100_4913.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-1915752405143378973</id><published>2008-06-06T14:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T14:45:51.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Days in the pool.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SEmSsYGoseI/AAAAAAAAAbw/857rHvqDwOc/s1600-h/100_4814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208855735112872418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SEmSsYGoseI/AAAAAAAAAbw/857rHvqDwOc/s320/100_4814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, aside from getting ready for a garage sale, re-doing our bathroom, starting summer school and writing Geometry curriculum, these pictures pretty well sum it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SEmStAnCMyI/AAAAAAAAAb4/GMOA2gl-w0U/s1600-h/100_4817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208855745986179874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SEmStAnCMyI/AAAAAAAAAb4/GMOA2gl-w0U/s320/100_4817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Most of our free time is spent in the backyard.  Feels good on these 90+ degree days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SEmSt4M32sI/AAAAAAAAAcA/cKEbrtUCE2Q/s1600-h/100_4853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208855760908835522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SEmSt4M32sI/AAAAAAAAAcA/cKEbrtUCE2Q/s320/100_4853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kylie has gotten so brave just in the past couple days.  She went from life jacket to floaties and has gone from crying when someone splashes her to putting her face in the water on purpose.  She loves the goggles....even if they do fill with water everytime she goes under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SEmSuckbJnI/AAAAAAAAAcI/bl8Al1JLrX4/s1600-h/100_4858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208855770671294066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SEmSuckbJnI/AAAAAAAAAcI/bl8Al1JLrX4/s320/100_4858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how Landrie plans to spend all of her free time this summer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-1915752405143378973?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/1915752405143378973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=1915752405143378973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1915752405143378973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1915752405143378973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-days-in-pool.html' title='Summer Days in the pool.'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SEmSsYGoseI/AAAAAAAAAbw/857rHvqDwOc/s72-c/100_4814.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-4545758844431866205</id><published>2008-05-31T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T14:48:46.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindergarten Awards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SEmUEDPX63I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/jkAcfPmTtlw/s1600-h/100_4843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208857241340865394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SEmUEDPX63I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/jkAcfPmTtlw/s320/100_4843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Jenna with two of her buddies. This was after the awards ceremony. Jenna recieved the Outstanding Attitude award. She is very proud of herself and so are we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-4545758844431866205?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/4545758844431866205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=4545758844431866205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4545758844431866205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4545758844431866205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/05/kindergarten-awards.html' title='Kindergarten Awards'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SEmUEDPX63I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/jkAcfPmTtlw/s72-c/100_4843.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-719615709253542264</id><published>2008-05-20T19:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T20:01:52.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenna's new toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDNzKFXO0iI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9lFzbGTld0E/s1600-h/b-day+party040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202628611618558498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDNzKFXO0iI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9lFzbGTld0E/s320/b-day+party040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks to Deanna, Jodi and Andrew for the coolest birthday gift.  They got Jenna an underwater digtal camera.  Very cool!  We have been playing with it a lot and figuring out all the things it can do.  These are the first "underwater" pictures we got loaded onto the computer.  Actually there were about 60...these were the only 2 that actually had someone in them.  Lots of pictures of the bottom of the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDNzKYuWfhI/AAAAAAAAAbo/a5Boyan5Fao/s1600-h/b-day+party061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202628616815803922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDNzKYuWfhI/AAAAAAAAAbo/a5Boyan5Fao/s320/b-day+party061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Landrie being dunked.  She loves it.  Comes up laughing and smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-719615709253542264?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/719615709253542264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=719615709253542264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/719615709253542264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/719615709253542264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/05/jennas-new-toy.html' title='Jenna&apos;s new toy'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDNzKFXO0iI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9lFzbGTld0E/s72-c/b-day+party040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-359169438433973858</id><published>2008-05-18T17:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T18:22:26.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sunday in the sun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDIBQHtw6uI/AAAAAAAAAa4/8--b51EVNBI/s1600-h/100_4800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202221896026876642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDIBQHtw6uI/AAAAAAAAAa4/8--b51EVNBI/s320/100_4800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landrie splashing in her pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDIBTVQkFiI/AAAAAAAAAbI/fLQpWbjdeE4/s1600-h/100_4804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202221951202104866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDIBTVQkFiI/AAAAAAAAAbI/fLQpWbjdeE4/s320/100_4804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202221921430913794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDIBRmWjwwI/AAAAAAAAAbA/MzxHn0336OQ/s320/100_4789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kylie still sporting the Luau look from the day before. I wasn't sure if you would be able to see it so I wanted to point out the Hibiscus in her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDIBTvB833I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/HME58-S4Nic/s1600-h/100_4805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202221958120136562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDIBTvB833I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/HME58-S4Nic/s320/100_4805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I promise we use sunscreen. It is hard to believe these girls are already so tan. I especially love the tan line on Landrie's arms. And a special thanks to Kylie for covering up Landrie's upper unmentionable. Ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-359169438433973858?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/359169438433973858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=359169438433973858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/359169438433973858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/359169438433973858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/05/sunday-in-teh-sun.html' title='A Sunday in the sun.'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDIBQHtw6uI/AAAAAAAAAa4/8--b51EVNBI/s72-c/100_4800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-6274918648454605102</id><published>2008-05-17T17:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T18:26:35.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Birthday Luau</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH-czbMyGI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/LLFaYChHWjE/s1600-h/100_4732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202218815383717986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH-czbMyGI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/LLFaYChHWjE/s320/100_4732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No...it is not Hawaii...it's our backyard. Here is the best picture we have of the decorations for Jenna and Kylie's B-day Luau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For some reason we cannot have great weather for a birthday party. Every year we wait until the middle of May for the pool to be warm enough to swim and it is cloudy. This year was especially bad because it was a gorgeous untill about 2:00...and yep, you guessed it...that is when the party started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH-dCt4GAI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ouALSgSOonM/s1600-h/100_4743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202218819488585730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH-dCt4GAI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ouALSgSOonM/s320/100_4743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jenna and Kylie by their hibiscus cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH-dlBK5jI/AAAAAAAAAag/bGK79wHpLiE/s1600-h/100_4751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202218828696315442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH-dlBK5jI/AAAAAAAAAag/bGK79wHpLiE/s320/100_4751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Opening some gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH-d4ykdVI/AAAAAAAAAao/tt61JqaBTYk/s1600-h/100_4758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202218834003785042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH-d4ykdVI/AAAAAAAAAao/tt61JqaBTYk/s320/100_4758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not just any Barbie. Nope...this one comes with a hair streaking device. Not only can you give barbie pink, purple or blue highlights....it works in your hair too! We all had highlights on Sunday(except Jed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH-eO08xMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/7x0RBrdCZuE/s1600-h/100_4771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202218839919346882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH-eO08xMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/7x0RBrdCZuE/s320/100_4771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jed and I enjoying the theme. Gosh he is buff!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-6274918648454605102?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/6274918648454605102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=6274918648454605102' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6274918648454605102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6274918648454605102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/05/birthday-luau.html' title='A Birthday Luau'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH-czbMyGI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/LLFaYChHWjE/s72-c/100_4732.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-7709103395515915627</id><published>2008-05-16T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T17:44:34.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH82NVBTDI/AAAAAAAAAZo/2gbDhmVlHpc/s1600-h/100_4722.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH83BSTY9I/AAAAAAAAAZw/GfZYzo8xtYg/s1600-h/100_4711.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH83i9UerI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/oIxLneXfcT4/s1600-h/100_4713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202217075796638386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH83i9UerI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/oIxLneXfcT4/s320/100_4713.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big day in Kindergarten this past Friday. You are looking at Jenna in action. She got 4 first place ribbons and had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH833qO13I/AAAAAAAAAaA/-FOt5PqQCjM/s1600-h/100_4716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202217081353721714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH833qO13I/AAAAAAAAAaA/-FOt5PqQCjM/s320/100_4716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH84b1vEXI/AAAAAAAAAaI/7uWhcUlFQYY/s1600-h/100_4720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202217091065647474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH84b1vEXI/AAAAAAAAAaI/7uWhcUlFQYY/s320/100_4720.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-7709103395515915627?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/7709103395515915627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=7709103395515915627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7709103395515915627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7709103395515915627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/05/field-day.html' title='Field Day'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SDH83i9UerI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/oIxLneXfcT4/s72-c/100_4713.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-1909882231911432251</id><published>2008-05-12T18:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T18:41:02.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adults playing on the beach.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjQ5Ke6UoI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/8MvtBFG6ioE/s1600-h/100_4691.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every year....ok, for the last two years we have had a sand sculpting contest. Last year Jed's team of him, Jodi and Laurie blew us away with their mermaid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am pleased to announce that was not the case this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjQ5ae6UpI/AAAAAAAAAZY/78dNj2KwyfA/s1600-h/100_4692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199635454579331730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjQ5ae6UpI/AAAAAAAAAZY/78dNj2KwyfA/s320/100_4692.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here they are posing with this years sculpture. It is a shark. I apologize for the bad angle....you can see the fin. Turned out well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjQ56e6UqI/AAAAAAAAAZg/-mLaGPA6YRg/s1600-h/100_4693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199635463169266338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjQ56e6UqI/AAAAAAAAAZg/-mLaGPA6YRg/s320/100_4693.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the winners are........Here is a picture of me, Deanna and Brenda. This year's winner with our giant clam. Pearl and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-1909882231911432251?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/1909882231911432251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=1909882231911432251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1909882231911432251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1909882231911432251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/05/adults-playing-on-beach.html' title='Adults playing on the beach.'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjQ5ae6UpI/AAAAAAAAAZY/78dNj2KwyfA/s72-c/100_4692.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-4960446075108565768</id><published>2008-05-11T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T18:40:41.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids playing on the beach.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjPW6e6UjI/AAAAAAAAAYo/22Kl99QQKW0/s1600-h/100_4667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199633762362217010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjPW6e6UjI/AAAAAAAAAYo/22Kl99QQKW0/s320/100_4667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was early. We spent all day on the beach Satuday. We took breaks for the potty and sandwiches for lunch. It was a long, but great day. Everyone slept good that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjPXKe6UkI/AAAAAAAAAYw/noslzBFPIDQ/s1600-h/100_4672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199633766657184322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjPXKe6UkI/AAAAAAAAAYw/noslzBFPIDQ/s320/100_4672.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With a little help from Deanna, the kids created their very own sand castle complete with a moat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjPXae6UlI/AAAAAAAAAY4/2hMDjJu0PbY/s1600-h/100_4677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199633770952151634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjPXae6UlI/AAAAAAAAAY4/2hMDjJu0PbY/s320/100_4677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gosh Andrew, it would be nice if I could get you to smile!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjPXqe6UmI/AAAAAAAAAZA/YbvZafuwof0/s1600-h/100_4686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199633775247118946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjPXqe6UmI/AAAAAAAAAZA/YbvZafuwof0/s320/100_4686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jenna burried in the sand. She and Andrew took turns. Kylie wanted nothing to do with laying down in a hole and being covered with sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjPX6e6UnI/AAAAAAAAAZI/00b6-D297Pw/s1600-h/100_4685.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-4960446075108565768?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/4960446075108565768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=4960446075108565768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4960446075108565768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4960446075108565768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/05/kids-on-beach.html' title='Kids playing on the beach.'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjPW6e6UjI/AAAAAAAAAYo/22Kl99QQKW0/s72-c/100_4667.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-1528777538136020633</id><published>2008-05-10T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T18:40:22.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping the sand intake to a minimum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjNHKe6UfI/AAAAAAAAAYI/aK1GRm6zUF0/s1600-h/100_4664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199631292756021746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjNHKe6UfI/AAAAAAAAAYI/aK1GRm6zUF0/s320/100_4664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are some shots of our attempts to keep Landrie from eating sand. Pack-n-play with an umbrella for shade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(we were not there to impress anyone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjNHae6UgI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/SvFaSfsj09w/s1600-h/100_4688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199631297050989058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjNHae6UgI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/SvFaSfsj09w/s320/100_4688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjNIKe6UhI/AAAAAAAAAYY/KlNOFhgBYN4/s1600-h/100_4682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199631309935890962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjNIKe6UhI/AAAAAAAAAYY/KlNOFhgBYN4/s320/100_4682.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We stole this idea from the people next to us on the first day. Enough water to splash, but with limited sand. Ha ha...we are still smarter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjNIqe6UiI/AAAAAAAAAYg/1tIxexLslCg/s1600-h/100_4680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199631318525825570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjNIqe6UiI/AAAAAAAAAYg/1tIxexLslCg/s320/100_4680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eventually she figured out that she could crawl over the sides and get to that tasty sand. We figured it would happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-1528777538136020633?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/1528777538136020633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=1528777538136020633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1528777538136020633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1528777538136020633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/05/keeping-sand-intake-to-minimum.html' title='Keeping the sand intake to a minimum.'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjNHKe6UfI/AAAAAAAAAYI/aK1GRm6zUF0/s72-c/100_4664.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-2377201209664611551</id><published>2008-05-09T17:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T18:39:51.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day on the beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjKn6e6UaI/AAAAAAAAAXg/591v5pwmvf4/s1600-h/100_4612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199628556861854114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjKn6e6UaI/AAAAAAAAAXg/591v5pwmvf4/s320/100_4612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landrie loved watching Andrew and the girls play in the sand. She was very comfortable sitting in the sand and splashing in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjKoae6UbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/fIsy27u2b_Q/s1600-h/100_4616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199628565451788722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjKoae6UbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/fIsy27u2b_Q/s320/100_4616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh....eating the sand too. At first we watched her constantly. Washing every bit of sand out of her hands. That got exhausting. Then we thought we'd let her take in a handful....surely she wouldn't do it more than once. Yeah we were wrong, she ate lots of sand and a few seashells too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjKoqe6UcI/AAAAAAAAAXw/3eyh0Z3pXSc/s1600-h/100_4622.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjKpKe6UdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/w2aEgdRSmWM/s1600-h/100_4630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199628578336690642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjKpKe6UdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/w2aEgdRSmWM/s320/100_4630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a shot of our set-up. That is our beach house, the tall one in the background was ours for the weekend. Great deal. We loved it and will look to rent the same one again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjKpae6UeI/AAAAAAAAAYA/uB4ivF5zLVw/s1600-h/100_4628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199628582631657954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjKpae6UeI/AAAAAAAAAYA/uB4ivF5zLVw/s320/100_4628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and the big girls playing in the waves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-2377201209664611551?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/2377201209664611551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=2377201209664611551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2377201209664611551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2377201209664611551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/05/1st-day-on-beach.html' title='1st day on the beach'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjKn6e6UaI/AAAAAAAAAXg/591v5pwmvf4/s72-c/100_4612.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-7080828334891686106</id><published>2008-05-09T17:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T18:21:21.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Ferry Ride to the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjImae6UWI/AAAAAAAAAXA/IKZX8DB6_Hs/s1600-h/100_4604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199626332068794722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjImae6UWI/AAAAAAAAAXA/IKZX8DB6_Hs/s320/100_4604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This past weekend was our second annual trip to Crystal Beach. Crystal beach is just a 20 min. ferry ride away from Galveston. Here are a few shots from the ride. Jenna, Kylie and Andrew loved watching the seagulls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjImqe6UXI/AAAAAAAAAXI/UFKM2ZPwKJk/s1600-h/100_4607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199626336363762034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjImqe6UXI/AAAAAAAAAXI/UFKM2ZPwKJk/s320/100_4607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Landrie and Daddy. This was Landrie's first time on a boat of any kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjInKe6UYI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/35Yf06aB6fA/s1600-h/100_4608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199626344953696642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjInKe6UYI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/35Yf06aB6fA/s320/100_4608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to get this picture because of the ferry in the background. I guess there are no schools on Crystal beach. If you live there you have a very interesting bus ride to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjInae6UZI/AAAAAAAAAXY/YDEmfpftyhE/s1600-h/100_4612.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-7080828334891686106?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/7080828334891686106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=7080828334891686106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7080828334891686106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/7080828334891686106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/05/ferry-ride-to-beach.html' title='A Ferry Ride to the Beach'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjImae6UWI/AAAAAAAAAXA/IKZX8DB6_Hs/s72-c/100_4604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-3638211058341972501</id><published>2008-04-29T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T17:27:44.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit From Grandy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjDYKe6UTI/AAAAAAAAAWo/lk_h8hZXIWo/s1600-h/100_4566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199620589697519922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjDYKe6UTI/AAAAAAAAAWo/lk_h8hZXIWo/s320/100_4566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With permission from Aunt Jamie, Grandy came with gifts. You can see the girls wearing them in this picture. They are the Koala backpacks from when Jamie and I were little. They wore them on a bike ride and pretty much everywhere else we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjDYae6UUI/AAAAAAAAAWw/nqDBmklCILg/s1600-h/100_4571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199620593992487234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjDYae6UUI/AAAAAAAAAWw/nqDBmklCILg/s320/100_4571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What beautiful weather for a couple nice walks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjDY6e6UVI/AAAAAAAAAW4/oMVP1iDO5ho/s1600-h/100_4583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199620602582421842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjDY6e6UVI/AAAAAAAAAW4/oMVP1iDO5ho/s320/100_4583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We ended her visit with a birthday celebration for Jenna. Thanks again mom for a great visit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-3638211058341972501?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/3638211058341972501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=3638211058341972501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/3638211058341972501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/3638211058341972501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/04/visit-from-grandy.html' title='A Visit From Grandy'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SCjDYKe6UTI/AAAAAAAAAWo/lk_h8hZXIWo/s72-c/100_4566.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-6376711810456409097</id><published>2008-04-22T20:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:09:23.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Smiles in Texas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SA6KhME6lpI/AAAAAAAAAWI/IIdQb7eLY30/s1600-h/100_4539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192239723186919058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SA6KhME6lpI/AAAAAAAAAWI/IIdQb7eLY30/s320/100_4539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landrie showing off her two teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SA6KjcE6lqI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/D4QoGSj1ikc/s1600-h/100_4553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192239761841624738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SA6KjcE6lqI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/D4QoGSj1ikc/s320/100_4553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture of Jenna and Kylie.  Just ignore the mess you see in the background.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SA6KlME6lrI/AAAAAAAAAWY/IWXArNRYoZQ/s1600-h/100_4543.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SA6Kl8E6lsI/AAAAAAAAAWg/CwfC6JVm8C4/s1600-h/100_4542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192239804791297730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SA6Kl8E6lsI/AAAAAAAAAWg/CwfC6JVm8C4/s320/100_4542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kylie took her gift card from Auntie Lisa and Uncle Rick and got herself this bouncing ball at Target.  At this point it is the coolest thing she owns.  She bounces everywhere.  Bounces through the house to go brush her teeth.  In this picture she is bouncing outside in her jammies after he bath while daddy finished up so yard work.  No she didn't bounce into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-6376711810456409097?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/6376711810456409097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=6376711810456409097' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6376711810456409097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6376711810456409097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/04/all-smiles-in-texas.html' title='All Smiles in Texas!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SA6KhME6lpI/AAAAAAAAAWI/IIdQb7eLY30/s72-c/100_4539.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-5043153382173203658</id><published>2008-04-19T19:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T19:56:56.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas wins AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SAqRAwGNRFI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3ips_VfqkA8/s1600-h/3USALasVegasSign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191120962594882642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SAqRAwGNRFI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3ips_VfqkA8/s320/3USALasVegasSign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a big night last Friday at the Eisel's...watching Miss USA 2008. The girls and I were rooting for our two favorites, Texas and Minnesota. You have to have allegiance to your homestate and your homestate. Sidenote--Katie fell asleep about 25 minutes into the show...&lt;br /&gt;Minnesota and Texas made the Top 15, but then Minnesota failed to make the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;top 10 as a result of a lackluster performance in swimsuit. All of our attention moved to Miss Texas USA who went on and on and on, and brought home the crown once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jenna and Kylie were very excited, especially Jenna who jumped up about 3 feet into the air and screamed!! Go TEXAS! Texas sure knows how to grow em':)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SAqQegGNREI/AAAAAAAAAV4/ky-G1vWmcAY/s1600-h/3USAcrown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191120374184363074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SAqQegGNREI/AAAAAAAAAV4/ky-G1vWmcAY/s320/3USAcrown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-5043153382173203658?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/5043153382173203658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=5043153382173203658' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/5043153382173203658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/5043153382173203658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/04/texas-wins-again.html' title='Texas wins AGAIN!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SAqRAwGNRFI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3ips_VfqkA8/s72-c/3USALasVegasSign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-4492164755515828025</id><published>2008-04-16T18:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T19:04:03.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Toothless Jenna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SAaTFAnLrgI/AAAAAAAAAVo/GyV6fe1z00M/s1600-h/100_4526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189997334864047618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SAaTFAnLrgI/AAAAAAAAAVo/GyV6fe1z00M/s320/100_4526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenna lost her second front tooth today at school.  Here she is showing off her toothless grin.  I hope the tooth fairy does not let us down.  Someone has been telling us that she really pays up for those front teeth.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SAaTFQnLrhI/AAAAAAAAAVw/aJE7NPUaQyY/s1600-h/100_4527.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-4492164755515828025?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/4492164755515828025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=4492164755515828025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4492164755515828025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4492164755515828025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/04/toothless-jenna.html' title='Toothless Jenna'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SAaTFAnLrgI/AAAAAAAAAVo/GyV6fe1z00M/s72-c/100_4526.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-6049468001523323372</id><published>2008-04-16T18:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T18:59:19.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kylie!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was Kylies 4th birthday!  She had a great day that included taking Little Mermaid cupcakes to school for a little party with her friends.  We are planning a May party when the pool water will be a little warmer so we can swim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SAaRpwnLreI/AAAAAAAAAVY/esTYr0a7x4w/s1600-h/100_4524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189995767200984546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SAaRpwnLreI/AAAAAAAAAVY/esTYr0a7x4w/s320/100_4524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are a couple pictures of the birthday gift from Grandy.  I think she called it a doll house..??......maybe for giant dolls.  We think it is more like a condo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SAaRqwnLrfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/whNMdvlBtMo/s1600-h/100_4525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189995784380853746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SAaRqwnLrfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/whNMdvlBtMo/s320/100_4525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can see that it will probably be more of an outdoor toy.  Should be nice this summer.  Thanks Grandy!  Can't wait to see you next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-6049468001523323372?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/6049468001523323372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=6049468001523323372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6049468001523323372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6049468001523323372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-kylie.html' title='Happy Birthday Kylie!!!!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SAaRpwnLreI/AAAAAAAAAVY/esTYr0a7x4w/s72-c/100_4524.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-8994688822978288493</id><published>2008-04-01T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T20:32:53.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Japanese Macaque and other random pics.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_WD3jKFNsI/AAAAAAAAAU4/nk1Ghp6sz9E/s1600-h/100_4513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185195536340563650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_WD3jKFNsI/AAAAAAAAAU4/nk1Ghp6sz9E/s320/100_4513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture is from Jennas open hose last week.  In her GT class they have been studying about Japan and Cuba.  For their project they had to choose an animal from one of those places.  Jenna chose the Japanese Macaque.  a.k.a. snow monkey.  She was given the option of doing a poster or a shadowbox about her animal, but she told her teacher that she didn't want to do either, she wanted to dress up like her animal and talk about it.  So, here she is reporting to us about what her animal eats and where it lives.  And yes, that is a garbage bag with yarn taped to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_WD4DKFNtI/AAAAAAAAAVA/wBEb8da_c20/s1600-h/100_4519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185195544930498258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_WD4DKFNtI/AAAAAAAAAVA/wBEb8da_c20/s320/100_4519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Silly Sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_WD4TKFNuI/AAAAAAAAAVI/8a1XYewHgb4/s1600-h/100_4517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185195549225465570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_WD4TKFNuI/AAAAAAAAAVI/8a1XYewHgb4/s320/100_4517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_WD4jKFNvI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Oeq92QqhnzY/s1600-h/100_4521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185195553520432882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_WD4jKFNvI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Oeq92QqhnzY/s320/100_4521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Michelin Man!  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-8994688822978288493?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/8994688822978288493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=8994688822978288493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8994688822978288493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8994688822978288493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/04/japanese-macaque-and-other-random-pics.html' title='The Japanese Macaque and other random pics.'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_WD3jKFNsI/AAAAAAAAAU4/nk1Ghp6sz9E/s72-c/100_4513.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-5699013136490537477</id><published>2008-03-25T19:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T20:14:27.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FARKLE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V8yjKFNlI/AAAAAAAAAUA/IIP0PcF3DJU/s1600-h/100_4493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185187753859823186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V8yjKFNlI/AAAAAAAAAUA/IIP0PcF3DJU/s320/100_4493.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We enjoyed a little Farkle on Easter. Great dice game. We are kind of addicted now. Thanks for the game Amy and David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V8yzKFNmI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ZtmdxORfsts/s1600-h/100_4498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185187758154790498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V8yzKFNmI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ZtmdxORfsts/s320/100_4498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Silly Aunt Jamie...those sunglasses belong to Landrie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-5699013136490537477?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/5699013136490537477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=5699013136490537477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/5699013136490537477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/5699013136490537477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/03/farkle.html' title='FARKLE!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V8yjKFNlI/AAAAAAAAAUA/IIP0PcF3DJU/s72-c/100_4493.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-8271664697304516295</id><published>2008-03-25T19:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:01:24.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V7LDKFNgI/AAAAAAAAATY/aAttO3QDaSA/s1600-h/100_4391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185185975743362562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V7LDKFNgI/AAAAAAAAATY/aAttO3QDaSA/s320/100_4391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenna had an easter egg hunt at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V7LTKFNhI/AAAAAAAAATg/2i6EdIr2Rqg/s1600-h/100_4441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185185980038329874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V7LTKFNhI/AAAAAAAAATg/2i6EdIr2Rqg/s320/100_4441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dying easter eggs with Flat Stanley. He was here visiting from Minnesota.  He was part of Cousin Brittny's school project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V7LzKFNiI/AAAAAAAAATo/pPGXqDJBqoY/s1600-h/100_4482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185185988628264482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V7LzKFNiI/AAAAAAAAATo/pPGXqDJBqoY/s320/100_4482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Easter baskets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V7MDKFNjI/AAAAAAAAATw/-qWtsBr1F8g/s1600-h/100_4461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185185992923231794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="184" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V7MDKFNjI/AAAAAAAAATw/-qWtsBr1F8g/s320/100_4461.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls woke up to a note from the easter bunny. It was the first clue about where to find their baskets. They went all over...from one clue to the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V7MTKFNkI/AAAAAAAAAT4/JF57Rb2gkl8/s1600-h/100_4470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185185997218199106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V7MTKFNkI/AAAAAAAAAT4/JF57Rb2gkl8/s320/100_4470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here they are getting clue 5 out of the fridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The finally found the baskets after 7 clues. They had a great time. We even re-hid them for Jamie and Phillip when they came over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-8271664697304516295?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/8271664697304516295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=8271664697304516295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8271664697304516295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8271664697304516295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-fun.html' title='Easter Fun'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V7LDKFNgI/AAAAAAAAATY/aAttO3QDaSA/s72-c/100_4391.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-8747248978277671189</id><published>2008-03-18T19:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T20:03:29.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pics of Landrie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V9qDKFNnI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/yvbD6RyaD2Q/s1600-h/100_4505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185188707342562930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V9qDKFNnI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/yvbD6RyaD2Q/s320/100_4505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All smiles.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V9qzKFNoI/AAAAAAAAAUY/WQyDIaHzt38/s1600-h/100_4435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185188720227464834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V9qzKFNoI/AAAAAAAAAUY/WQyDIaHzt38/s320/100_4435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went swimming at my school over our spring break with Amy David and Sophie. Landrie had a great time. She is going to love hanging in the pool this summer. Very content just floating and splashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V9rDKFNpI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ZEYlpAX52c8/s1600-h/100_4425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185188724522432146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V9rDKFNpI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ZEYlpAX52c8/s320/100_4425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-8747248978277671189?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/8747248978277671189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=8747248978277671189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8747248978277671189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8747248978277671189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-pics-of-landrie.html' title='New Pics of Landrie'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V9qDKFNnI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/yvbD6RyaD2Q/s72-c/100_4505.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-3303778121573764</id><published>2008-03-18T19:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T20:54:27.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patrick's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V50DKFNeI/AAAAAAAAATI/PAe3IsoKFAA/s1600-h/100_4412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185184481094743522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V50DKFNeI/AAAAAAAAATI/PAe3IsoKFAA/s320/100_4412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the girls sporting their St. Patricks day garb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V50jKFNfI/AAAAAAAAATQ/-I5j_mr9t7s/s1600-h/100_4416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185184489684678130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V50jKFNfI/AAAAAAAAATQ/-I5j_mr9t7s/s320/100_4416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for the shirts Shanny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-3303778121573764?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/3303778121573764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=3303778121573764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/3303778121573764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/3303778121573764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html' title='Happy St. Patrick&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V50DKFNeI/AAAAAAAAATI/PAe3IsoKFAA/s72-c/100_4412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-4173712194145207332</id><published>2008-03-17T19:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T19:28:16.019-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrew's Pirate Water War</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V0tzKFNcI/AAAAAAAAAS4/4JdZVNut9Q8/s1600-h/100_4399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185178876162422210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V0tzKFNcI/AAAAAAAAAS4/4JdZVNut9Q8/s320/100_4399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So who won this battle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V0ujKFNdI/AAAAAAAAATA/-DnsxyppRRY/s1600-h/100_4401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185178889047324114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V0ujKFNdI/AAAAAAAAATA/-DnsxyppRRY/s320/100_4401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrew turned 3, and the girls enjoyed his big birthday celebration. This year they were pirates, and they all had to walk the plank! The water war was quite a sight...water balloons and water squirters all around. It was funny watching them chase each other around, and then turning on some of the adults!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-4173712194145207332?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/4173712194145207332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=4173712194145207332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4173712194145207332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/4173712194145207332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/04/andrews-pirate-water-war.html' title='Andrew&apos;s Pirate Water War'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R_V0tzKFNcI/AAAAAAAAAS4/4JdZVNut9Q8/s72-c/100_4399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-3476980283000173233</id><published>2008-03-12T18:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:44:23.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedtime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R9hpjv-HEMI/AAAAAAAAASY/zpLKaIZKLgk/s1600-h/100_4376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177003834555699394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R9hpjv-HEMI/AAAAAAAAASY/zpLKaIZKLgk/s320/100_4376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy with two girlies in their PJ's and relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R9hpkP-HENI/AAAAAAAAASg/aah6nLBQTy8/s1600-h/100_4382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177003843145634002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R9hpkP-HENI/AAAAAAAAASg/aah6nLBQTy8/s320/100_4382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Story time.  Kylie usually goes first.  She "reads" from jennas Junie B. Jones books.  Usually goes something like this....He said I said he said.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out her chin.  A nasty rug burn from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R9hpkv-HEOI/AAAAAAAAASo/ou3xlB408Fk/s1600-h/100_4380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177003851735568610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R9hpkv-HEOI/AAAAAAAAASo/ou3xlB408Fk/s320/100_4380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landrie proving that she can fall asleep anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R9hplP-HEPI/AAAAAAAAASw/TezwQQErHnM/s1600-h/100_4385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177003860325503218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R9hplP-HEPI/AAAAAAAAASw/TezwQQErHnM/s320/100_4385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenna reads Kylie and I a chapter or two every evening.  This week we have been reading Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-3476980283000173233?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/3476980283000173233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=3476980283000173233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/3476980283000173233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/3476980283000173233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/03/bedtime.html' title='Bedtime'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R9hpjv-HEMI/AAAAAAAAASY/zpLKaIZKLgk/s72-c/100_4376.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-8390191096833365151</id><published>2008-03-12T18:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:23:57.325-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Destination Imagination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R9hkiP-HEJI/AAAAAAAAASA/pKhrCD7l0oc/s1600-h/100_4320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176998311227756690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R9hkiP-HEJI/AAAAAAAAASA/pKhrCD7l0oc/s320/100_4320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Jenna at her Destination Imagination competition on Saturday.  She is  on K-2nd team with kids at her school.  The best way to describe it is as a creative problem solving team.  They had a long-term project that they did and then they also had an instant challenge.  Her level is non-competitive, but they enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R9hkiv-HEKI/AAAAAAAAASI/FGYNpYCDtoE/s1600-h/100_4318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176998319817691298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R9hkiv-HEKI/AAAAAAAAASI/FGYNpYCDtoE/s320/100_4318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The long-term project was an 8 minute play that depicts an event that they change the outcome to.  The kids have to come up with the idea, script, props and costumes on their own.  They chose the great fire of Japan......didn't even know about that myself, but whatever.  Jenna was a Japanese woman.  The play was complete with pirates and ninjas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R9hki_-HELI/AAAAAAAAASQ/iqFDBywOkQ8/s1600-h/100_4334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176998324112658610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R9hki_-HELI/AAAAAAAAASQ/iqFDBywOkQ8/s320/100_4334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the team in a "silly" pose with coach Mrs. Wren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-8390191096833365151?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/8390191096833365151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=8390191096833365151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8390191096833365151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8390191096833365151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/03/destination-imagination.html' title='Destination Imagination'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R9hkiP-HEJI/AAAAAAAAASA/pKhrCD7l0oc/s72-c/100_4320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-6500890013404226160</id><published>2008-03-04T20:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T20:49:21.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official...Favre Retires</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R84JAQpMgFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/n359fCzCa3c/s1600-h/brett2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174082921967681618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R84JAQpMgFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/n359fCzCa3c/s320/brett2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It has been quite a career for Brett.  The above cover says it all.  I wish he were leaving on the highest note possible(...the Super Bowl), but hey, it was quite a record breaking season.  Hats off to you Brett, enjoy your retirement.  Green Bay will always love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-6500890013404226160?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/6500890013404226160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=6500890013404226160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6500890013404226160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/6500890013404226160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-officialfavre-retires.html' title='It&apos;s official...Favre Retires'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R84JAQpMgFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/n359fCzCa3c/s72-c/brett2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-2365455027791419262</id><published>2008-03-01T10:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T11:09:04.544-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy March!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R8mHulKc-BI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Xdv46miLVSo/s1600-h/100_4303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172814881331410962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R8mHulKc-BI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Xdv46miLVSo/s320/100_4303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy March Everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are a few snapshots from this morning.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R8mHvFKc-CI/AAAAAAAAAQA/y5Z-fvCFDDg/s1600-h/100_4305.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R8mHv1Kc-DI/AAAAAAAAAQI/xiwLPOlTSwk/s1600-h/100_4310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172814902806247474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R8mHv1Kc-DI/AAAAAAAAAQI/xiwLPOlTSwk/s320/100_4310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Jenna helping Landrie stand up.  Jenna is sporting a new summer dress, I couldn't reason with her that it is only 55 degrees out.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R8mHwFKc-EI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2blsNvOk4EM/s1600-h/100_4315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172814907101214786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R8mHwFKc-EI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2blsNvOk4EM/s320/100_4315.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute one of Landrie chewing on an elephant ear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-2365455027791419262?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/2365455027791419262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=2365455027791419262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2365455027791419262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/2365455027791419262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-march.html' title='Happy March!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R8mHulKc-BI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Xdv46miLVSo/s72-c/100_4303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-1440457295813704362</id><published>2008-02-26T22:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:33:25.177-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenna's Eye Surgery</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a big day for Jenna.  She had surgery on her eyes to correct Esotropia, a form of Strabismus...which many people commonly refer to as "lazy eye".  She has been monitored for the past two years by her opthamalogist and he decided it was time to do surgery so that the eye that was being lazy would actually pull its weight and do something! &lt;br /&gt;Everything went smoothly...we were both nervous while we sat in the waiting room thinking about our little girl getting this procedure done on her fragile little eyes.  She did have a rough time coming out of anesthesia, was a bit combative...but they said that was normal with little ones.  We took a couple pictures after she was admitted and before the surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R8TidnSRxoI/AAAAAAAAAPg/pYbRDZBwD8k/s1600-h/100_4272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171507270517900930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R8TidnSRxoI/AAAAAAAAAPg/pYbRDZBwD8k/s320/100_4272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting settled in her hospital gear, working the remote for the TV...or to call the nurse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R8TieHSRxpI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ZIoe_TtSpik/s1600-h/100_4275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171507279107835538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R8TieHSRxpI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ZIoe_TtSpik/s320/100_4275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All settled in with Barbie...or I mean 'Chelsea'...she was the toy she chose to bring in to help her get through the big day.  Thanks Chelsea!!&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we made it home, and Jenna slept most of the rest of the day.  She wore sunglasses, as her eyes are very light sensitive and still are today.  We will go back to the doctor next Monday and hope and pray for good news (no more glasses).  Either way, we are just blessed to have a healthy little girl...glasses or not:)  Love you Jenna Paige!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-1440457295813704362?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/1440457295813704362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=1440457295813704362' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1440457295813704362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/1440457295813704362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/02/jennas-eye-surgery.html' title='Jenna&apos;s Eye Surgery'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R8TidnSRxoI/AAAAAAAAAPg/pYbRDZBwD8k/s72-c/100_4272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-3369570611071527990</id><published>2008-02-18T17:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T18:19:20.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That's What Big Sisters are For!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are Big Sisters For?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R7oWHHSRxkI/AAAAAAAAAPA/MkYO5Ad9f5k/s1600-h/100_4216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168467833831671362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R7oWHHSRxkI/AAAAAAAAAPA/MkYO5Ad9f5k/s320/100_4216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They will help you wash the parts you can't quite reach.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R7oWHXSRxlI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_bA4Lwn6HYY/s1600-h/100_4228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168467838126638674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R7oWHXSRxlI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_bA4Lwn6HYY/s320/100_4228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They will feed you dessert.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R7oWH3SRxmI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/PGnTbuyJ2qQ/s1600-h/100_4232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168467846716573282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R7oWH3SRxmI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/PGnTbuyJ2qQ/s320/100_4232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And hold your bottle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a helper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R7oWIHSRxnI/AAAAAAAAAPY/UeCp4UgEKNI/s1600-h/100_4231.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-3369570611071527990?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/3369570611071527990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=3369570611071527990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/3369570611071527990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/3369570611071527990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/02/thats-what-big-sisters-are-for.html' title='That&apos;s What Big Sisters are For!'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R7oWHHSRxkI/AAAAAAAAAPA/MkYO5Ad9f5k/s72-c/100_4216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4744470824875740224.post-8156822510279596106</id><published>2008-02-18T17:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T17:33:21.762-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired of Jumping....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R7oVY3SRxjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/KE5Yg3L6zVo/s1600-h/100_4219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168467039262721586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R7oVY3SRxjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/KE5Yg3L6zVo/s320/100_4219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was the craziest thing...Landrie is jumping like crazy...jumping jumping and seriously like 10 seconds later she's out cold.  So sweet!  We've all had days like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4744470824875740224-8156822510279596106?l=theeisels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/feeds/8156822510279596106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4744470824875740224&amp;postID=8156822510279596106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8156822510279596106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4744470824875740224/posts/default/8156822510279596106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theeisels.blogspot.com/2008/02/tired-of-jumping.html' title='Tired of Jumping....'/><author><name>Jed, Katie and The Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01222067284949887110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/SFf3B7l_R8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/hrzCOxGecZI/S220/DSC03632.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__dqfsjL_wM0/R7oVY3SRxjI/AAAAAAAAAO4/KE5Yg3L6zVo/s72-c/100_4219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
