<?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-3491443542550517330</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:45:27.614-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hart Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-7093015384061696826</id><published>2010-12-02T12:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T12:05:12.300-06:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="width:425px; 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background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bottom.gif);"&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/3491443542550517330-7093015384061696826?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/7093015384061696826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=7093015384061696826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/7093015384061696826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/7093015384061696826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-card.html' title='christmas card'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-5098345593864645787</id><published>2010-07-11T18:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T18:53:53.077-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxon Turns 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/TDpXjSBPGtI/AAAAAAAAAd0/_gm5FEAi08E/s1600/camera+pics+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492798959175801554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/TDpXjSBPGtI/AAAAAAAAAd0/_gm5FEAi08E/s320/camera+pics+048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/TDpXixP06nI/AAAAAAAAAds/CAv-BzDyoa4/s1600/camera+pics+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492798950378629746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/TDpXixP06nI/AAAAAAAAAds/CAv-BzDyoa4/s320/camera+pics+040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/TDpXiXgqOHI/AAAAAAAAAdk/p8MiDvrPVKg/s1600/camera+pics+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492798943469910130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/TDpXiXgqOHI/AAAAAAAAAdk/p8MiDvrPVKg/s320/camera+pics+051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/TDpXhsZhBkI/AAAAAAAAAdc/nVXVJTm2wzk/s1600/camera+pics+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492798931897222722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/TDpXhsZhBkI/AAAAAAAAAdc/nVXVJTm2wzk/s320/camera+pics+038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby turned 3 this last week, and I just can't believe it. My big baby(Roman) turns 5 next month and that makes me feel extremely old. I can't believe how big they are getting. Roman is the size of an almost 7 year old, and doesn't even get to go to kindergarten this year because he misses the deadline by 12 days!! So when he goes to kindergarten next year he will be huge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaxon is getting big too, not as big as brother, but is good at defending himself. Jaxon will soon be a big brother too. I'm 24 weeks today, and only have 16 to go. We definately have another stubborn one on our hands. Every time he starts kickin, I tell jon to feel it, and then the baby stops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaxon also starts speech therapy in August, so i'm excited for him to get going there. We got some not so great news at his ear check-up. His tubes had fallen out, and because he just had 2 really nasty ear infections, he made holes in his ears. The doctor said that if the skin grows a certain way then he will have to have surgery to repair it. If he keeps getting ear infections, he will have to have his adnoids out. Hopefully the wholes in his ears will repair themselves, but we will just have to keep an eye on them. She doesn't want to have to surgically repair them yet, because it's not good for his age. She said hopefully they will repair themselves by the time that Jaxon is 7. If they don't then she can go in and repair it. Until then, we have to go see her every 3 months, instead of every 6 months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways Happy 3rd Birthday to my baby!&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/3491443542550517330-5098345593864645787?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/5098345593864645787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=5098345593864645787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/5098345593864645787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/5098345593864645787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2010/07/jaxon-turns-3.html' title='Jaxon Turns 3'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/TDpXjSBPGtI/AAAAAAAAAd0/_gm5FEAi08E/s72-c/camera+pics+048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-5791560215492133474</id><published>2010-03-01T16:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T20:56:00.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 So Far--Haven't Blogged Since 2009</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the New Year!! I have been very busy since this year started. I've been working full time and I started training on Jan. 25th to work for Carnival Cruise Lines as a customer service specialist and have had 6 weeks of training. I get completely certified by March 9th and can't wait for all of this to be over. At that point I will be working 2 jobs about 65 hours a week until Jon gets put into his new promotion full time. Right now he is still selling cars part time and finance manager part time. Once they officially put him into Finance full time, then the benefits start, like our health insurance being completely paid for. That is what we are waiting for So I can quit my other job, because I have the health Insurance Taken out of my check right now......Let's hope only a couple more weeks and he'll be full time in his position!! Congrats to my wonderful hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443797183582871970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/S4xAsiy6oaI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Mr5cHBqMx5M/s320/1001876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorite pictures from christmas......Jaxon always takes his pants and underwear off when he goes to sleep....he never keeps them on no matter what I do. So christmas morning they were looking at all of their toys and his shirt raised up and I got the perfect shot of the cute butt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443797181844009794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/S4xAscUVs0I/AAAAAAAAAdA/76hLHuuKBs4/s320/1001867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Truck(Jon's Dad) Got the boys some really cool Tanks which of course was one of the favorite toys for quite a while!! He got them both the same one so that they wouldn't fight over them....but guess what?? THEY STILL DO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443797171268075954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/S4xAr061wbI/AAAAAAAAAc4/FV0vhyHKXn8/s320/1002108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roman got his hair cut the other day, and Nikki(steven's practically wife) who does his hair put green hair gel in.....which of course is his favorite color.....he loved it....THANKS NIKKI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443797161538230450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/S4xArQrEGLI/AAAAAAAAAcw/oGS7IdBqzJI/s320/1002144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaxon has been extremely obsessed with choo choo's as he calls them lately...its all he talks about...he took that picture of Choo Choo Yeyyow(yellow). He calls it that because of the Number 1 on it is yellow. And then he calls his little choo choo.....Choo Choo Peep. We don't know how he came up with that name, he just did!! So cute right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443797194142683026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/S4xAtKIkj5I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Qyy3tMuat_4/s320/1001777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my neice Chloe....cutest girl ever right?? She of course took a great candid photo here which I absolutely love!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jon and I had our 3 Year Wedding. anniversary in January....and we will have been together for 5 Years in April!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-5791560215492133474?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/5791560215492133474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=5791560215492133474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/5791560215492133474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/5791560215492133474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2010/03/2010-so-far-havent-blogges-since-2009.html' title='2010 So Far--Haven&apos;t Blogged Since 2009'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/S4xAsiy6oaI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Mr5cHBqMx5M/s72-c/1001876.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-4793662836546500012</id><published>2009-11-01T12:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T12:28:09.572-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Su3TAEo_6II/AAAAAAAAAb0/M0R-I2TNPd8/s1600-h/10-29-09+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399203526486255746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Su3TAEo_6II/AAAAAAAAAb0/M0R-I2TNPd8/s320/10-29-09+049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Su3S_2XeoII/AAAAAAAAAbs/2eH-ERAib30/s1600-h/10-29-09+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399203522654675074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Su3S_2XeoII/AAAAAAAAAbs/2eH-ERAib30/s320/10-29-09+043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Su3S_lR22AI/AAAAAAAAAbk/_OCGK6uMYkA/s1600-h/10-29-09+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399203518067693570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Su3S_lR22AI/AAAAAAAAAbk/_OCGK6uMYkA/s320/10-29-09+045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Su3S_fbGQhI/AAAAAAAAAbc/QswOrXRdClU/s1600-h/10-29-09+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399203516495839762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Su3S_fbGQhI/AAAAAAAAAbc/QswOrXRdClU/s320/10-29-09+044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Su3S-wCIfwI/AAAAAAAAAbU/lj-87dyxTFU/s1600-h/10-29-09+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399203503774662402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Su3S-wCIfwI/AAAAAAAAAbU/lj-87dyxTFU/s320/10-29-09+042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batman and Robin.........they had the coolest costumes.......everyone commented on their muscles. We had a great time last night and good grief the candy that they got is ridiculous!&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-4793662836546500012?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/4793662836546500012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=4793662836546500012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/4793662836546500012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/4793662836546500012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Su3TAEo_6II/AAAAAAAAAb0/M0R-I2TNPd8/s72-c/10-29-09+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-1856583312656983795</id><published>2009-09-30T14:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:34:05.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chiefs Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SsOxwynYmgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/KdT8vphq4j4/s1600-h/BranleyandJaxon5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387345031044045314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SsOxwynYmgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/KdT8vphq4j4/s320/BranleyandJaxon5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SsOxwiZ07nI/AAAAAAAAAbE/p4C-IZ18zeo/s1600-h/BranleyandJaxon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387345026692214386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SsOxwiZ07nI/AAAAAAAAAbE/p4C-IZ18zeo/s320/BranleyandJaxon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SsOxwB69QgI/AAAAAAAAAa8/1WQm1leRccA/s1600-h/BranleyandJaxon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387345017972802050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SsOxwB69QgI/AAAAAAAAAa8/1WQm1leRccA/s320/BranleyandJaxon3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SsOxv5pFivI/AAAAAAAAAa0/NQBJ1F8wQMs/s1600-h/9-28-09+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387345015750363890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SsOxv5pFivI/AAAAAAAAAa0/NQBJ1F8wQMs/s320/9-28-09+054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SsOxvX0whpI/AAAAAAAAAas/Ti4iMClNHI0/s1600-h/9-28-09+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387345006672512658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SsOxvX0whpI/AAAAAAAAAas/Ti4iMClNHI0/s320/9-28-09+057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon and I had the chance to go to a chiefs game recently with our friends and had a blast. Our friends Brandon and Josie have a son close to the age of Jaxon so Brandon's mom was so nice and she took him for us. Roman went to his mimi's that day and spent time over there. Brantley and Jaxon had a great time obviously from the pics and it was nice for mommy and daddy to have some alone time. We didn't get to sit with our friends since our tickets were in different places but we still had a blast. I'm so grateful to have such a good husband and that we can have such great times together.&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-1856583312656983795?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/1856583312656983795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=1856583312656983795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/1856583312656983795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/1856583312656983795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2009/09/chiefs-game.html' title='Chiefs Game'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SsOxwynYmgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/KdT8vphq4j4/s72-c/BranleyandJaxon5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-5936130990192936944</id><published>2009-09-13T14:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T14:11:40.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Sq1DVzkl9nI/AAAAAAAAAak/0Qh5mq-MWTw/s1600-h/Walter+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381031171677615730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Sq1DVzkl9nI/AAAAAAAAAak/0Qh5mq-MWTw/s320/Walter+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Sq1DVO--zxI/AAAAAAAAAac/oRNo_NB7QtY/s1600-h/Walter+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381031161856184082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Sq1DVO--zxI/AAAAAAAAAac/oRNo_NB7QtY/s320/Walter+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Sq1DUuaPEeI/AAAAAAAAAaU/eK1wWk5zJKA/s1600-h/Walter+011a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381031153112125922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Sq1DUuaPEeI/AAAAAAAAAaU/eK1wWk5zJKA/s320/Walter+011a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the newest addition to our family Walter. He is a Shih Tzu and absolutley adorable.....Jon of course did not want a dog this girly and as you can see in the picture that is not my arm....Jon is already attached to him very much and adores him. Walter and T-bone get along great most of the time even if walter is linked to his hip. The kids of course love walter and we have to keep an eye especially on Jaxon to make sure he doesnt torture him to much......We love walter so much already and i'm sure he will be with us for a long time. As will T-Bone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3491443542550517330-5936130990192936944?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/5936130990192936944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=5936130990192936944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/5936130990192936944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/5936130990192936944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2009/09/walter.html' title='Walter'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Sq1DVzkl9nI/AAAAAAAAAak/0Qh5mq-MWTw/s72-c/Walter+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-8631428911416949035</id><published>2009-07-21T18:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T18:53:06.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Recent Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZUnW946_I/AAAAAAAAAaM/0uzrw2Lz5Ho/s1600-h/100_1383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361065441587948530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZUnW946_I/AAAAAAAAAaM/0uzrw2Lz5Ho/s320/100_1383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZUnIAb5PI/AAAAAAAAAaE/L0OhChH5y6E/s1600-h/100_1381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361065437572097266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZUnIAb5PI/AAAAAAAAAaE/L0OhChH5y6E/s320/100_1381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZUmtL8_mI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/eC1aJmf9Ors/s1600-h/100_1376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361065430372646498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZUmtL8_mI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/eC1aJmf9Ors/s320/100_1376.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/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZUmXmi5wI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/cK3CejXWNIQ/s1600-h/100_1360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361065424578602754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZUmXmi5wI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/cK3CejXWNIQ/s320/100_1360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZUmDnfsMI/AAAAAAAAAZs/xd60cV23Iio/s1600-h/100_1165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361065419213877442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZUmDnfsMI/AAAAAAAAAZs/xd60cV23Iio/s320/100_1165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZT3vnbV3I/AAAAAAAAAZk/A5a1Z3_uJvk/s1600-h/100_1352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361064623570900850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZT3vnbV3I/AAAAAAAAAZk/A5a1Z3_uJvk/s320/100_1352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZT3N0QNGI/AAAAAAAAAZc/HpUyJ4VW3UA/s1600-h/100_1208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361064614497891426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZT3N0QNGI/AAAAAAAAAZc/HpUyJ4VW3UA/s320/100_1208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZT27sKSfI/AAAAAAAAAZU/-XFuSFIU9F0/s1600-h/100_1380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361064609632111090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZT27sKSfI/AAAAAAAAAZU/-XFuSFIU9F0/s320/100_1380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZT2nJWanI/AAAAAAAAAZM/fUsWwOvp00w/s1600-h/100_1425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361064604117396082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZT2nJWanI/AAAAAAAAAZM/fUsWwOvp00w/s320/100_1425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZT2Pcw3HI/AAAAAAAAAZE/h7VAoie48E0/s1600-h/100_1428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361064597756370034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZT2Pcw3HI/AAAAAAAAAZE/h7VAoie48E0/s320/100_1428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-8631428911416949035?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/8631428911416949035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=8631428911416949035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/8631428911416949035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/8631428911416949035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-recent-pics.html' title='Some Recent Pics'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SmZUnW946_I/AAAAAAAAAaM/0uzrw2Lz5Ho/s72-c/100_1383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-7276597113653023664</id><published>2009-06-02T12:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T13:07:54.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally....Pictures of the House....and Then 1 Week after the storm!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; This is our new house that we just bought. It is so refreshing to finally own a home and not have to rent anymore. I finally feel like our hard earned money is being used for something. That is my new laundry room that actually has cabinets and a counter in it. Definately a lot more space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SiVoh4x_tzI/AAAAAAAAAYs/1Koo_sowk_M/s1600-h/100_1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342791464332015410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SiVoh4x_tzI/AAAAAAAAAYs/1Koo_sowk_M/s320/100_1127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our office.....never had an office before. Now our computer doesnt have to take up our living room. And the boys can only mess with it when I'm around since the room is baby locked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SiVohu_opVI/AAAAAAAAAYk/pv-bU3Z247k/s1600-h/100_1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342791461704869202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SiVohu_opVI/AAAAAAAAAYk/pv-bU3Z247k/s320/100_1126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my wonderful jetted tub that is very large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SiVohanOdBI/AAAAAAAAAYc/yeGOtthFT1M/s1600-h/100_1122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342791456233780242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SiVohanOdBI/AAAAAAAAAYc/yeGOtthFT1M/s320/100_1122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our wonderful bathroom with 2 sinks.....closet isnt the best but i think i'll deal with it since we can remodel whenever we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SiVneXmKvtI/AAAAAAAAAYU/d1z2CHLHCls/s1600-h/100_1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342790304372801234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SiVneXmKvtI/AAAAAAAAAYU/d1z2CHLHCls/s320/100_1121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SiVneGsMEJI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Li8uYuUHUIE/s1600-h/100_1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342790299834650770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SiVneGsMEJI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Li8uYuUHUIE/s320/100_1120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SiVnd_LTkVI/AAAAAAAAAYE/CI57Ym-Jqe4/s1600-h/100_1119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342790297817682258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SiVnd_LTkVI/AAAAAAAAAYE/CI57Ym-Jqe4/s320/100_1119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living room with view of kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SiVndgyug9I/AAAAAAAAAX8/V32d-AIZpHU/s1600-h/100_1118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342790289661526994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SiVndgyug9I/AAAAAAAAAX8/V32d-AIZpHU/s320/100_1118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Living Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SiVndVppyqI/AAAAAAAAAX0/3sxnTOXBckI/s1600-h/100_1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342790286670678690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SiVndVppyqI/AAAAAAAAAX0/3sxnTOXBckI/s320/100_1117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1 week after we bought the this house and moved in a huge storm came in and our neighbors trampoline flew into our house and caused damage......we had to make an insurance claim within 1 week of being there...that was not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342791468640871378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SiVoiI1To9I/AAAAAAAAAY0/9T2I4Bmb8b8/s320/100_1157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our neighbors ridiculously huge trampoline. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342791477383437810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SiVoipZsnfI/AAAAAAAAAY8/qxk-AuUT74k/s320/100_1148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;There will be more pics of the house to come and the front of it and the yard work we are doing. I'm getting ready to plant knockout roses and some other flowers. More posts to come about mothers day and a day at the zoo with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3491443542550517330-7276597113653023664?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/7276597113653023664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=7276597113653023664' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/7276597113653023664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/7276597113653023664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2009/06/finallypictures-of-houseand-then-1-week.html' title='Finally....Pictures of the House....and Then 1 Week after the storm!!'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SiVoh4x_tzI/AAAAAAAAAYs/1Koo_sowk_M/s72-c/100_1127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-3639961221559496829</id><published>2009-04-06T18:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T18:37:29.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>House of Bounce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqRtGa5QdI/AAAAAAAAAXs/hYnw_iUsyy0/s1600-h/100_1089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321726113695220178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqRtGa5QdI/AAAAAAAAAXs/hYnw_iUsyy0/s320/100_1089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqRVPrtqEI/AAAAAAAAAXk/w5bdHoS2Qlg/s1600-h/100_1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321725703864821826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqRVPrtqEI/AAAAAAAAAXk/w5bdHoS2Qlg/s320/100_1099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqRU_bjA9I/AAAAAAAAAXc/cQz3owrJgwk/s1600-h/100_1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321725699502048210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqRU_bjA9I/AAAAAAAAAXc/cQz3owrJgwk/s320/100_1085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqRU0oadoI/AAAAAAAAAXU/rxWL8tw-IiM/s1600-h/100_1081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321725696603223682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqRU0oadoI/AAAAAAAAAXU/rxWL8tw-IiM/s320/100_1081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqRUs1-vAI/AAAAAAAAAXM/AryA72iG7ow/s1600-h/100_1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321725694512643074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqRUs1-vAI/AAAAAAAAAXM/AryA72iG7ow/s320/100_1102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321725686820830386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqRUQMG_LI/AAAAAAAAAXE/7im6VDZIY_Q/s320/100_1101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqQ0DllbzI/AAAAAAAAAW8/CZV-LlHQaOk/s1600-h/100_1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321725133682208562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqQ0DllbzI/AAAAAAAAAW8/CZV-LlHQaOk/s320/100_1097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqQ0KGiTUI/AAAAAAAAAW0/HIDsJvh1n3U/s1600-h/100_1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321725135431028034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqQ0KGiTUI/AAAAAAAAAW0/HIDsJvh1n3U/s320/100_1091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqQzxAkALI/AAAAAAAAAWs/i7_pFunyh1I/s1600-h/100_1081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321725128695087282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqQzxAkALI/AAAAAAAAAWs/i7_pFunyh1I/s320/100_1081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqQzsmxIXI/AAAAAAAAAWk/TtecpAHY-84/s1600-h/100_1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321725127513153906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqQzsmxIXI/AAAAAAAAAWk/TtecpAHY-84/s320/100_1079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqQzhN40fI/AAAAAAAAAWc/NdYpmj0u2I4/s1600-h/100_1076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321725124456010226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqQzhN40fI/AAAAAAAAAWc/NdYpmj0u2I4/s320/100_1076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3491443542550517330-3639961221559496829?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/3639961221559496829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=3639961221559496829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/3639961221559496829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/3639961221559496829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2009/04/house-of-bounce.html' title='House of Bounce'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SdqRtGa5QdI/AAAAAAAAAXs/hYnw_iUsyy0/s72-c/100_1089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-5109354299328743247</id><published>2009-03-25T13:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:13:23.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Newest Addition to Our Family--T-Bone</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317189926580274818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Scp0EQkaRoI/AAAAAAAAAV0/HzHsn1xXHPI/s320/100_1051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Scp0Fpl1TeI/AAAAAAAAAWU/1d3zak5VXEM/s1600-h/100_1058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317189950476996066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Scp0Fpl1TeI/AAAAAAAAAWU/1d3zak5VXEM/s320/100_1058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Scp0FFOlWtI/AAAAAAAAAWM/47C9IoOqfF4/s1600-h/100_1056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317189940715805394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Scp0FFOlWtI/AAAAAAAAAWM/47C9IoOqfF4/s320/100_1056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Scp0E8CcBPI/AAAAAAAAAWE/LKlKQzr0hVs/s1600-h/100_1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317189938248942834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Scp0E8CcBPI/AAAAAAAAAWE/LKlKQzr0hVs/s320/100_1055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Scp0EscEWNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/LvuzZq977DQ/s1600-h/100_1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317189934061476050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Scp0EscEWNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/LvuzZq977DQ/s320/100_1050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3491443542550517330-5109354299328743247?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/5109354299328743247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=5109354299328743247' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/5109354299328743247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/5109354299328743247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2009/03/newest-addition-to-our-family-t-bone.html' title='The Newest Addition to Our Family--T-Bone'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Scp0EQkaRoI/AAAAAAAAAV0/HzHsn1xXHPI/s72-c/100_1051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-4132050432562295367</id><published>2009-03-14T19:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:50:57.025-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Skating</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Sb1FFaq-OXI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ah_U2bi5hR0/s1600-h/100_0969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313479094728276338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Sb1FFaq-OXI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ah_U2bi5hR0/s320/100_0969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Sb1FFFLgybI/AAAAAAAAAVk/zP-M50Cn3jk/s1600-h/100_0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313479088959179186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Sb1FFFLgybI/AAAAAAAAAVk/zP-M50Cn3jk/s320/100_0970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Sb1FEt-1TcI/AAAAAAAAAVc/4mL5LXZg37o/s1600-h/100_0959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313479082731982274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Sb1FEt-1TcI/AAAAAAAAAVc/4mL5LXZg37o/s320/100_0959.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/_IJc36-MAWrM/Sb1FELz9SBI/AAAAAAAAAVU/7HmJatbba1c/s1600-h/100_0960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313479073559562258" style="DISPLAY: block; 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I was able to take Jon on a date last weekend, and I wanted to do something that we've never done before together. I decided to take him ice skating. Lucky for me, he had never been before so it was really funny. We were able to do that and then we went to Shogun Japanese Steakhouse and ate. It was really yummy. We've been trying to make an extra effort to spend time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an awesome note......We made an offer on our first house and it was accepted. So we are now in the process of buying our first home, and extremely extatic. I can finally do whatever I want to my house now and not have to really worry. I can paint it Hot Pink if I want to. Of course I won't. It's a 3/4 bedroom 2 bath with an office. Hardwood floors in the kitchen. Big backyard with a privacy fence and pool. We are so excited. I will post pictures once the house is vacant and we have the keys.&lt;/p&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/3491443542550517330-4132050432562295367?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9f397f76ec538971&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/4132050432562295367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=4132050432562295367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/4132050432562295367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/4132050432562295367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2009/03/ice-skating.html' title='Ice Skating'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/Sb1FFaq-OXI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ah_U2bi5hR0/s72-c/100_0969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-6689029626518774426</id><published>2009-02-26T20:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:50:25.394-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SadTbVxVXmI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1BoDFjkOqYI/s1600-h/11+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307302415045058146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SadTbVxVXmI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1BoDFjkOqYI/s320/11+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to your documents/pictures.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to your 6th file folder.&lt;br /&gt;3. Go to your 6th picture.&lt;br /&gt;4. Post and blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag 6 people to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pictures was taken in June of 2007. My friend Brianne's mom and her sister Sammie took my preggo pictures. This was actually one of my favorite pregnant pictures. They did a really good job with these pictures. I appreciate them for taking them. Jaxon was quite the naughty boy in the belly and is still naught to this day and is almost 20 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Analla, Maegan, Kerri, Melissa Petersen, Jessica, Amanda, and anyone else who wants to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Fun......Remember old times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-6689029626518774426?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/6689029626518774426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=6689029626518774426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/6689029626518774426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/6689029626518774426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2009/02/photo-tag.html' title='Photo Tag'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SadTbVxVXmI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1BoDFjkOqYI/s72-c/11+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-4727106088702623692</id><published>2009-02-22T12:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T12:53:40.228-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dreaded Flu!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SaGbliUXmQI/AAAAAAAAAU8/-ef3PXHkxV4/s1600-h/100_0930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305692905188858114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SaGbliUXmQI/AAAAAAAAAU8/-ef3PXHkxV4/s320/100_0930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So the flu hit our house on wednesday night with Jaxon throwing up all night long. He had never thrown up before that night. After he had gotten everything out of his belly, he was dry heaving the rest of the night. Needless to say Jon and I got no sleep that night. Well the next day Jaxon had diarrhea the whole day. He was pooping water. The next day Friday....I was getting ready for the beginning of my 4 day shift and Roman started puking everywhere. I wasn't home thought. Jon's dad called me with the news. I felt so bad for him to have to clean it all up. He said that is what papa's are for. I got to work at 4:30. At about 5 I started feeling sick. I went to the bathroom and had really bad diarrhea. I was in the bathroom every 5-10 minutes. After about 3 hours of that, I decided that I was not going to be very productive, and told my superviser it would probably be best if I went home. He agreed. No more than 5 mins after I got home was i puking everywhere. It sucked. I was in bed the rest of the night. The next morning I woke up still feeling pretty bad, to find out that Jon was now sick. He decided to try and go to work to sell 1 more car that way he could get his 3 cars sold for the weekend bonus. He was home within 3 hours and in bed the rest of the day. We are all finally starting to recoop.....although Jax still has the water poop. It's back to work for me today!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-4727106088702623692?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/4727106088702623692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=4727106088702623692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/4727106088702623692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/4727106088702623692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2009/02/dreaded-flu.html' title='The Dreaded Flu!!!!'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SaGbliUXmQI/AAAAAAAAAU8/-ef3PXHkxV4/s72-c/100_0930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-5086821944914747753</id><published>2009-02-18T15:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T15:55:02.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Even Know What To Say It's been So Long!!</title><content type='html'>It's been so long since I've blogged, that I don't even know what to say. I know I haven't blogged because I've been tired. I've been working for the first time in 18 months for the last month along with all the duties at home as well. I'm just tired. Jon and I are house hunting and very excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SZyBQBBdFPI/AAAAAAAAAU0/6D9ip9MBG9Q/s1600-h/100_0925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304256573288027378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SZyBQBBdFPI/AAAAAAAAAU0/6D9ip9MBG9Q/s320/100_0925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two drunk babies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SZyBQCPWh4I/AAAAAAAAAUs/mB6HBQzIrxs/s1600-h/100_0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304256573614753666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SZyBQCPWh4I/AAAAAAAAAUs/mB6HBQzIrxs/s320/100_0921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jon lost his balance and I got this in motion picture of the kids flying threw the air. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SZyBP877uWI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Y2qmHd9tJHg/s1600-h/100_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304256572191127906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SZyBP877uWI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Y2qmHd9tJHg/s320/100_0920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SZyBPic502I/AAAAAAAAAUc/_61w0ZJacPI/s1600-h/100_0917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304256565081658210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SZyBPic502I/AAAAAAAAAUc/_61w0ZJacPI/s320/100_0917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SZyBPfinVvI/AAAAAAAAAUU/4FAlQsw7kcA/s1600-h/100_0951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304256564300306162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SZyBPfinVvI/AAAAAAAAAUU/4FAlQsw7kcA/s320/100_0951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon fell asleep at my brothers house and his dogs couldn't help but sleep right next to him it was really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-5086821944914747753?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/5086821944914747753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=5086821944914747753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/5086821944914747753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/5086821944914747753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-even-know-what-to-say-its-been-so.html' title='Don&apos;t Even Know What To Say It&apos;s been So Long!!'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SZyBQBBdFPI/AAAAAAAAAU0/6D9ip9MBG9Q/s72-c/100_0925.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-381981496142654799</id><published>2009-01-21T16:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T16:06:37.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addition to the Poop on the floor Story!</title><content type='html'>So Jaxon has decided that takng his diaper off is way to much fun. This morning when he woke up, I went to go get him out of his crib, and when I picked up he had a bare bottom. He took his pants off and then proceeded to take his diaper off. Luckily He hadn't gone to the bathroom yet so his crib bedding wasn't wet. Later, I was on the phone with Jon and I smelled poop. I told him I had to go and change Jaxon's diaper. Well I turn around and in a matter of a minute he has taken his diaper of f, thrown it on the floor and ran to the kitchen and peed. He must have had to pee really bad because it was a huge puddle. Needless to say, he wont be wearing anything that he knows how to take off anymore. He is going to have to wear pants with buttons from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-381981496142654799?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/381981496142654799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=381981496142654799' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/381981496142654799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/381981496142654799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-addition-to-poop-on-floor-story.html' title='New Addition to the Poop on the floor Story!'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-2686745334596937515</id><published>2009-01-16T17:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T16:11:52.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poop on the Floor!</title><content type='html'>I decided because of this story today not to post and pictures and I definately didn't take any pictures. So, my son Jaxon is 18 months and in the phase of taking off all of his clothes and his diaper. This morning I was in our bedroom talking to Jon as he was getting ready for work. I decided after a few minutes I better go check on the boys because they can destroy things very fast. Well I went into the playroom to find Jaxon without his diaper. I was already wondering if I was going to find pee or poop on the floor. First, I found the diaper. Then I started looking around the living room and didn't see anything at first, then at closer glance there was a nice big poop waiting for me in between my couch and ottoman. Luckily Jaxon has gotten past the gooey poop phase, but still the fact that he pooped on my carpet totally grossed me out. Thank goodness it was easy to clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning Roman was telling me about how his papa has a mustache(he pronounces it mushstash.) He told me that his daddy has a mustache too and I told him no he has a soul patch(that's what he calls it). For those of you who don't know a soul patch is a little patch of hair underneath the bottom lip. You don't notice it too much on Jon since he has blond hair, but i still make fun of him for his soul patch. I think it's just the name that is so goofy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-2686745334596937515?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/2686745334596937515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=2686745334596937515' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/2686745334596937515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/2686745334596937515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2009/01/poop-on-floor.html' title='Poop on the Floor!'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-5361955332925358139</id><published>2008-12-31T12:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T13:02:39.559-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Christmas Time!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SVu8-oiWZCI/AAAAAAAAATg/qSE7sCFzx7g/s1600-h/100_0848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286026371868812322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SVu8-oiWZCI/AAAAAAAAATg/qSE7sCFzx7g/s320/100_0848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was trying to get the boys to take a picture by Gaile's Tree.....but could not for the life of me....so I took a picture in hopes that it would work....of course it did not.  It was worth a shot though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SVu897QawjI/AAAAAAAAATY/dPlqHlcm8ck/s1600-h/100_0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286026359714005554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SVu897QawjI/AAAAAAAAATY/dPlqHlcm8ck/s320/100_0868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what our tree looked like after Santa came to visit us. The boys must have made Santa happy this year because they sure made out like bandits. These boys got so spoiled this year that I can't even see the floor to the playroom anymore. I don't clean it that often anymore because I spend an hour cleaning and oranizing the toys and they spend 2 minutes trashing it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286026338353818978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SVu88rrwLWI/AAAAAAAAATQ/fQt3D8U-tcg/s320/100_0882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We of course had to buy the spiderman wrapping paper, as well as batman, and spongebob. They sure did have fun. Although Jaxon didn't care to much about opening the presents...he just wanted to play with it after Roman opened it. Roman didn't care since he got to open more presents. Roman got Kung Fu Panda for Christmas. Jon had taken him to see that movie when it was in the theatre and ever since he has called it Pune Packda. I asked him the other night if he was going to watch it for the rest of his life....It's the movie he picks to watch every day....he never gets sick of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SVu874Rdl6I/AAAAAAAAATI/kEoPY3q9IGk/s1600-h/100_0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286026324553340834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SVu874Rdl6I/AAAAAAAAATI/kEoPY3q9IGk/s320/100_0877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Roman got a big Black and Decker tool set. He calls him self bob the builder. He of course builds everything. Who needs to buy a house when you can hire a 3 year old contractor that can do everything with his high quaility plastic toolset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SVu87S2SZzI/AAAAAAAAATA/nxVXr-x_ma0/s1600-h/100_0884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286026314507249458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SVu87S2SZzI/AAAAAAAAATA/nxVXr-x_ma0/s320/100_0884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SVu8No7rNQI/AAAAAAAAAS4/wMEiF4fQbmw/s1600-h/100_0887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286025530161444098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SVu8No7rNQI/AAAAAAAAAS4/wMEiF4fQbmw/s320/100_0887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy was helping Jaxon open his presents too, since he didn't feel much like opening them. But like I said Roman was all for helping him to see what Santa brought Jaxon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SVu8NaaSo1I/AAAAAAAAASw/mG_9J-3jXOU/s1600-h/100_0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286025526263325522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SVu8NaaSo1I/AAAAAAAAASw/mG_9J-3jXOU/s320/100_0888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least he opened a couple presents.....My kids are the cutest and bestest(i know i know i'm around them too much.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SVu8NNAo3eI/AAAAAAAAASo/qXgbPnlc-78/s1600-h/100_0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286025522666069474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SVu8NNAo3eI/AAAAAAAAASo/qXgbPnlc-78/s320/100_0892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Roman opening of course the new dart gun of the year. He always gets some kind of cool beep beep is what he calls them. He loves beep beeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some gift cards to go shopping which was so fun.....The day after christmas, Jon had the day off, so I said see ya later, don't know when I'll be home. Have fun with the kids. Of course he didn't have to much work to do since they got so many toys. I also got some new Christmas decorations, which is a tradition of my moms to get. I'm really starting to get quite the collection of decorations which I absolutely love. I got jon Gift cards to a golfing store and finsih line that way he could get what he wanted. He is the hardest person to shop for, so I don't really try to surprise him that much. All in all christmas was a blast. I've started a new tradition to have a big Christmas Dinner at our house on Christmas night with all of our family. We did a soup and bread night and it was fun. We had 3 different soups and spent time with the fam. I hope everyone had great holidays and Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SVu8MnPz5kI/AAAAAAAAASg/MhtWvCCXIos/s1600-h/100_0895.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-5361955332925358139?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/5361955332925358139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=5361955332925358139' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/5361955332925358139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/5361955332925358139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-christmas-time.html' title='More Christmas Time!!'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SVu8-oiWZCI/AAAAAAAAATg/qSE7sCFzx7g/s72-c/100_0848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-3558982147091572447</id><published>2008-12-20T12:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T12:15:24.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0z9DyZlRI/AAAAAAAAASQ/PjYB4xv2yEQ/s1600-h/100_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281935062057194770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0z9DyZlRI/AAAAAAAAASQ/PjYB4xv2yEQ/s320/100_0741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Silver Dollar City to see the lights and it sure was beautiful. I seem to not be able to go anywhere without having to bring cheese. My child(Jaxon) loves cheese. It seems to make everything all better for him. That is what is in the stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0z8-y1kWI/AAAAAAAAASI/G-Vpn7mJFqs/s1600-h/100_0745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281935060716851554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0z8-y1kWI/AAAAAAAAASI/G-Vpn7mJFqs/s320/100_0745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon had to be with dad most of the time, because now that he is a big boy he has to be walking everywhere. But I did not want him to be trampled so he stayed on daddy's shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0z8jkWuOI/AAAAAAAAASA/KVDyfhbP4Y8/s1600-h/100_0742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281935053408352482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0z8jkWuOI/AAAAAAAAASA/KVDyfhbP4Y8/s320/100_0742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once Roman saw Jaxon on his dad's shoulder's he had to be on someones shoulders as well. So Uncle Stevie took the job being such a good uncle.....even though Roman is at least 45 lbs. But uncle Stevie doesn't care. He loves his nephews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0z8SJjKiI/AAAAAAAAAR4/NxZfXYu3qdc/s1600-h/100_0747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281935048732518946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0z8SJjKiI/AAAAAAAAAR4/NxZfXYu3qdc/s320/100_0747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a couple family pictures which was fun. It is a rare occasion that all four of us are together spending time together as a family not at the house so it was good to get some pictures all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0z76KUFZI/AAAAAAAAARw/Z8SOn6S8664/s1600-h/100_0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281935042293274002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0z76KUFZI/AAAAAAAAARw/Z8SOn6S8664/s320/100_0751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also a rare occasion for Jon and I to take pictures together. I have been trying to make a better habit of us taking pics together. I really love this pic of us. It turned out well. Thanks Steve for taking such a good picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0zU3Gw1rI/AAAAAAAAARo/Bm2CAC2kia0/s1600-h/100_0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281934371458176690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0zU3Gw1rI/AAAAAAAAARo/Bm2CAC2kia0/s320/100_0760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jon had to take some pics as well.......so photogenic I am right????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0zUu1uC6I/AAAAAAAAARg/C7Hljuph47c/s1600-h/100_0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281934369239206818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0zUu1uC6I/AAAAAAAAARg/C7Hljuph47c/s320/100_0761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Renee was working that day and wearing a great elf's costume but Jon didn't get it in the picture.....oh well. Renee had a bad night that night. On her way home back to Joplin that night from work....which is Silver Dollar City for those of you who don't know.....She was turning off an exit and saw a deer. She slowed down and it started turning away.....well when she got closer the deer decided to ram into the left side of her car and gave it quite the nice dent. Well luckily she got it fixed and she was okay........hope she doesn't have anymore run-ins with deer anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0zUTag5jI/AAAAAAAAARY/Ed1dGBrvX3Q/s1600-h/100_0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281934361877341746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0zUTag5jI/AAAAAAAAARY/Ed1dGBrvX3Q/s320/100_0767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jon being his goofy self.......I sure do love my husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0zUF_br8I/AAAAAAAAARQ/QjGoPIAvIfU/s1600-h/100_0769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281934358274092994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0zUF_br8I/AAAAAAAAARQ/QjGoPIAvIfU/s320/100_0769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Steven and Nikki taking a picture in front of the big Christmas tree........too many lights made the tree fuzzy but they still looked really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0zTuWntAI/AAAAAAAAARI/Bs6Z_qvJ_NA/s1600-h/100_0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281934351928898562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0zTuWntAI/AAAAAAAAARI/Bs6Z_qvJ_NA/s320/100_0772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jaxon was very tired at the end of the day and was hanging out of the stroller....we had to move out of the way of poles so he wouldn't hit his head. All in all it was a great fun day.&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/3491443542550517330-3558982147091572447?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/3558982147091572447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=3558982147091572447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/3558982147091572447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/3558982147091572447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-time.html' title='Christmas Time'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SU0z9DyZlRI/AAAAAAAAASQ/PjYB4xv2yEQ/s72-c/100_0741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-3406990580614916056</id><published>2008-12-07T12:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:15:43.904-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some Pictures</title><content type='html'>We found this random wig in the garage....we think it may be Jon's moms. Anyways the boys were furious when we put it on them and made them wear it for a picture....as you can tell they cried.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/STwRGfGeQ2I/AAAAAAAAARA/1wVlbo-OiKg/s1600-h/101_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277111666496914274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/STwRGfGeQ2I/AAAAAAAAARA/1wVlbo-OiKg/s320/101_0155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/STwRGDh7iSI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fv5IRFxU07M/s1600-h/101_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277111659095886114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/STwRGDh7iSI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fv5IRFxU07M/s320/101_0150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277111644184825474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/STwRFL-2zoI/AAAAAAAAAQg/x8VvddX9N68/s320/101_0151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband thinking he is hot stuff.......weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/STwRF1n5baI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Ck6mgzpSQn0/s1600-h/101_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277111655362817442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/STwRF1n5baI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Ck6mgzpSQn0/s320/101_0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family picture at Danny's football game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/STwRFmdsXyI/AAAAAAAAAQo/OjWZ29aPOhE/s1600-h/101_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277111651293486882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/STwRFmdsXyI/AAAAAAAAAQo/OjWZ29aPOhE/s320/101_0143.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-3406990580614916056?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/3406990580614916056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=3406990580614916056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/3406990580614916056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/3406990580614916056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-some-pictures.html' title='Just some Pictures'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/STwRGfGeQ2I/AAAAAAAAARA/1wVlbo-OiKg/s72-c/101_0155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-7310447841855464218</id><published>2008-11-24T13:15:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T11:23:33.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Very late Halloween Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;HALLOWEEN PICTURES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSr-7DeZX9I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/RkS_dnDWNbM/s1600-h/101_0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272306604289122258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSr-7DeZX9I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/RkS_dnDWNbM/s320/101_0123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Buzz Lightyear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSr-7C-Rm2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/iWr82JuQRiM/s1600-h/101_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272306604154395490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSr-7C-Rm2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/iWr82JuQRiM/s320/101_0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Twister Board and My Monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSr-66WMfmI/AAAAAAAAAQA/_TqWNNUj2lA/s1600-h/101_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272306601838804578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSr-66WMfmI/AAAAAAAAAQA/_TqWNNUj2lA/s320/101_0136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roman's Little Friend Eli was Buzz too. It was so Cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSr-6rOiUWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Mjqsbh5cjQg/s1600-h/101_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272306597780148578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSr-6rOiUWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Mjqsbh5cjQg/s320/101_0131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSr-CTa6QaI/AAAAAAAAAPw/CYS_AUrd-Y4/s1600-h/101_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272305629316923810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSr-CTa6QaI/AAAAAAAAAPw/CYS_AUrd-Y4/s320/101_0133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aren't they so cute together??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSr-CExTueI/AAAAAAAAAPo/NPznYHFIfBw/s1600-h/101_0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272305625384335842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSr-CExTueI/AAAAAAAAAPo/NPznYHFIfBw/s320/101_0123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSr-BvP7AtI/AAAAAAAAAPY/U8G_OYI2VHM/s1600-h/101_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272305619607159506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSr-BvP7AtI/AAAAAAAAAPY/U8G_OYI2VHM/s320/101_0114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cutest Picture Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSr-BVZt8uI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/MtzMoILN1d4/s1600-h/101_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272305612668924642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSr-BVZt8uI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/MtzMoILN1d4/s320/101_0113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brothers.....too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3491443542550517330-7310447841855464218?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/7310447841855464218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=7310447841855464218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/7310447841855464218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/7310447841855464218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/11/very-late-halloween-post.html' title='Very late Halloween Post'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSr-7DeZX9I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/RkS_dnDWNbM/s72-c/101_0123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-8710421783826749723</id><published>2008-11-17T18:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T18:45:45.184-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Aunt's Funeral</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSIOb7SwTRI/AAAAAAAAAPI/0UylZUyGTBg/s1600-h/100_0533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269790386912513298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSIOb7SwTRI/AAAAAAAAAPI/0UylZUyGTBg/s320/100_0533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sweet and precious Aunt Jennifer passed away November 5th. She was a wonderful woman with 4 precious children and a husband that she left behind. She had been very sick for 5 years with a very rare disease called Scleroderma. It slowly makes your body deteriorate. She was in pain almost the whole time. She finally lost her battle in Chicago, Illinois, where she had just undergone a stem cell transplant. The transplant was successful, but she got very sick and just didn't make it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jennifer was a very happy person who passed her happiness onto everyone else. She always had a compliment for anyone who walked her way and even when she was at her worse she would still ask how your family was doing. This wonderful woman is truly missed, and will be missed until we get to see her again. She meant a lot to everyone and her family really misses her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never forget all the times we went to see her, and how much her and I had in common. We both had a love for clothes and shopping. Sometimes my mom wondered if I should have been her child. Whenever we would go to Arizona to visit, she would always make me pull out all of my shoes and clothes and show them to her. Of course I never argued because we had so much fun. Even when she was sick and in horrible pain, she was still so much fun to be around. She accomplished all of her goals when it came to her children. She wanted so much to be a great mom, and she excelled in that. She was a great wife, mother, sister, dauther and aunt. It's hard to think that there will be many years now in between when we all get to see her again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What matters the most is that she is out of pain and is not suffering anymore. She is finally able to have use of her hands again and not be in pain. That makes all of us feel better to know she is not suffering. My Grammy who was in Arizona a lot these past 5 years, practically living there, was glad to not have to watch her daughter suffer anymore. She is very sad that she is gone, but I couldn't imagine watching my child in that much pain for so long. I think we've all come to terms that she is feeling better. We are so grateful for all the prayers that have been said for this family in the last 5 years. Jennifer, you will truly be missed. We love you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-8710421783826749723?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/8710421783826749723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=8710421783826749723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/8710421783826749723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/8710421783826749723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-aunts-funeral.html' title='My Aunt&apos;s Funeral'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SSIOb7SwTRI/AAAAAAAAAPI/0UylZUyGTBg/s72-c/100_0533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-4847245193841665989</id><published>2008-10-28T17:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:41:31.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Naughty Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQeUGteoS5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/OwF_YpKVTyM/s1600-h/101_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262337532613905298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQeUGteoS5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/OwF_YpKVTyM/s320/101_0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQeUGOsRrqI/AAAAAAAAAO4/7JImmX5VnOQ/s1600-h/101_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262337524349644450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQeUGOsRrqI/AAAAAAAAAO4/7JImmX5VnOQ/s320/101_0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night I let the boys watch a movie when they went to bed. About 45 minutes into the movie I heard naughtiness going on. I decide to get up and check on them. When I went in their, Roman and Jaxon both had a book, which Roman had obviously given the book to Jaxon. Well my boys like to rip up books for some reason. Roman got over it and as soon as he did Jaxon learned how. Well they were both ripping up books. Needless to say, they got into big trouble. There movie got turned off, and were to go to sleep. Well a few minutes later, I hear something in the living room. Roman has taken it upon himself, to go into the living room and watch TV out there. So more trouble came his way. He was immediately sent back to his room and told he wouldn't get to watch his morning cartoons if he came out of his bedroom again. They both then fell asleep. I can't tell you how much I love my boys and how much fun they are, but they sure are naughty.&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/3491443542550517330-4847245193841665989?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/4847245193841665989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=4847245193841665989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/4847245193841665989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/4847245193841665989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/10/naughty-boys.html' title='Naughty Boys'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQeUGteoS5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/OwF_YpKVTyM/s72-c/101_0047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-3057844595969852411</id><published>2008-10-25T16:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T16:29:55.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Route 66 Carosuel Park</title><content type='html'>Every year Palmer(Jon's Stepdad) had a work party at this carosuel park. It is so much fun for the kids and the adults. The kids get to pick toys out of a haystack and take them home. That is of course the favorite part. And all the rides. Roman rode every ride except for the ones he wasn't aloud to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQOOOkmQzkI/AAAAAAAAAOw/oNFCI84MLQI/s1600-h/100_1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261205170692345410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQOOOkmQzkI/AAAAAAAAAOw/oNFCI84MLQI/s320/100_1003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon riding the Batmobile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQOOOZQOMmI/AAAAAAAAAOo/MgsoyST5BT4/s1600-h/100_0991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261205167647109730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQOOOZQOMmI/AAAAAAAAAOo/MgsoyST5BT4/s320/100_0991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Roman Rockclimbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQOONvLJ2II/AAAAAAAAAOg/JZWIJxhwdHs/s1600-h/100_0994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261205156351563906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQOONvLJ2II/AAAAAAAAAOg/JZWIJxhwdHs/s320/100_0994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Identical Twins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQOONS_i4CI/AAAAAAAAAOY/eAIeoixpB1w/s1600-h/100_0988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261205148786679842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQOONS_i4CI/AAAAAAAAAOY/eAIeoixpB1w/s320/100_0988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh my heart just falls into pieces for these boys....they are my boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQOONMQWhYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/zXeYLdsgOdc/s1600-h/100_0986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261205146978125186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQOONMQWhYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/zXeYLdsgOdc/s320/100_0986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Roman and Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQONyxB-a2I/AAAAAAAAAOI/l-05hXsNfkM/s1600-h/100_0985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261204692993469282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQONyxB-a2I/AAAAAAAAAOI/l-05hXsNfkM/s320/100_0985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon driving the tractor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQONyukijmI/AAAAAAAAAOA/0YbAexYK-vw/s1600-h/100_0980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261204692333137506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQONyukijmI/AAAAAAAAAOA/0YbAexYK-vw/s320/100_0980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Roman and papa riding in the bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQONycSYSXI/AAAAAAAAAN4/e5oPRenj-Og/s1600-h/100_0975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261204687425128818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQONycSYSXI/AAAAAAAAAN4/e5oPRenj-Og/s320/100_0975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaxon liked that tractor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQONyH5uQ7I/AAAAAAAAANw/IsyQS6ujNGE/s1600-h/100_0969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261204681953002418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQONyH5uQ7I/AAAAAAAAANw/IsyQS6ujNGE/s320/100_0969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Danny and Jaxon and Roman and papa swinging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQONxmQEW6I/AAAAAAAAANo/yJqbKs3ZYUc/s1600-h/100_0966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261204672919919522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQONxmQEW6I/AAAAAAAAANo/yJqbKs3ZYUc/s320/100_0966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Romey on the slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQOM2H-gHYI/AAAAAAAAANg/PHRStym4uWg/s1600-h/100_0965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261203651180895618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQOM2H-gHYI/AAAAAAAAANg/PHRStym4uWg/s320/100_0965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peek a boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQOM1u62PvI/AAAAAAAAANY/5BRNeU6tPGc/s1600-h/100_0964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261203644454682354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQOM1u62PvI/AAAAAAAAANY/5BRNeU6tPGc/s320/100_0964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; what can I do to bring this tractor home??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQOM02OzMAI/AAAAAAAAANQ/XqpIOOSPthI/s1600-h/100_0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261203629237547010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQOM02OzMAI/AAAAAAAAANQ/XqpIOOSPthI/s320/100_0958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; riding a horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQOM0QcxvJI/AAAAAAAAANI/5cIJKngpsLE/s1600-h/100_0959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261203619095624850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQOM0QcxvJI/AAAAAAAAANI/5cIJKngpsLE/s320/100_0959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaxon did not like the horse ride. All in all we had a blast that night and it was fun for the boys to be able to spend some time with dad.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-3057844595969852411?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/3057844595969852411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=3057844595969852411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/3057844595969852411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/3057844595969852411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/10/route-66-carosuel-park.html' title='Route 66 Carosuel Park'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQOOOkmQzkI/AAAAAAAAAOw/oNFCI84MLQI/s72-c/100_1003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-785748938773192027</id><published>2008-10-24T15:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T12:11:10.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Season of Sick Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last Wednesday night....Jaxon started to get a cold. He was actually fine with it other than the nast coughing. Well this Tuesday night he pulled an all nighter, and Jon and I both knew that even with the tubes he had to have an ear infection because he was up all night screaming. I called the doctor first thing in the morning and made the appointment. When we got their they looked at everything else and it was fine. We got to his right ear and immediately she said "oh yeah, there is definately an infection in this ear. So.....she writes out a prescription for us and we head to the medicine shoppe. When I get there they tell me that it is going to be 65 dollars. I was like there is no way the generic brand is 65. They tell me that what it is, is that we have to pay a 50 dollar deductible for the new insurance.  Well we already have over 1400 dollars in bills for Jaxon's kidney visit and shots. I was like there is no way i'm going to pay another 65 for a prescription. So I called the doctor and told them the situation, and so she called in one of those 4 dollar prescriptions from walmart. Needless to say i'll be not going to Medicine Shoppe anymore and staying with walmart. My birth control was even almost 20 dollars cheaper.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260815173142203570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQIrhuggTLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/pFn0N4OlWuU/s320/100_0971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then that night Roman decides that he needs to get sick as well. He came into our bedroom at about 11, and I just knew something was wrong. I figured that it wouldn't be long before he was throwing up. He has a certain look about him when he is going to throw up. Needless to say 10 minutes later he was throwing up. The next morning I put him on the couch and put cartoons on for him. He then threw up on me. FUN FUN FUN. So, not only was he moaning every 2 minutes and running a high fever, but Jaxon was having constant diarrhea. I went threw 20 diapers with him yesterday and about 15 the day before. So I had one throwing up and one coming out the other end. Luckily now they are both feeling better and I'm not going threw 3 days worth of diapers today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260815173909502898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQIrhxXcW7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/DsxrEEcPD-k/s320/100_0998.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-785748938773192027?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/785748938773192027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=785748938773192027' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/785748938773192027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/785748938773192027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/10/season-of-sick-kids.html' title='The Season of Sick Kids'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SQIrhuggTLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/pFn0N4OlWuU/s72-c/100_0971.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-3921726901555460584</id><published>2008-10-10T22:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:01:41.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miscellaneous Events</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; DANNY'S HOMECOMING DANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAi1W5PrlI/AAAAAAAAAL4/LjhGMvHgs0c/s1600-h/100_0940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255739065215462994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAi1W5PrlI/AAAAAAAAAL4/LjhGMvHgs0c/s320/100_0940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Danny and his Cute Date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAi1hVryLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/uGejpdZcDP4/s1600-h/100_0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255739068019099826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAi1hVryLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/uGejpdZcDP4/s320/100_0942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They had to do a funny pose of course......&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255738483231835234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAiTe1iRGI/AAAAAAAAALo/B2eTIWY7KTo/s320/100_0933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Roman had to test out his date....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255738486095550098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAiTpgTFpI/AAAAAAAAALw/xlGvf9bY-80/s320/100_0934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and so did jaxon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAi1sJI66I/AAAAAAAAAMI/sCjchWzclN4/s1600-h/100_0939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255739070919273378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAi1sJI66I/AAAAAAAAAMI/sCjchWzclN4/s320/100_0939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and a cute one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAi2A0OE3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_PBE0234XCI/s1600-h/100_0944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255739076468675442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAi2A0OE3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_PBE0234XCI/s320/100_0944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roman who is not in these pictures right now because he was in time out when I took them was the culprit of this whole powder disaster. Roman found the powder and and decided to completely dump it all out. It was all over the room, inside their toychest, and as you can see all over Jaxon. I had to completely dump out the toychest and vacuum it out, and then I made Roman clean up all the toys that I dumped out for his punishment. It took me forever to get all of the powder out of that room. My house still smells like baby powder and probably will for quite a while. It was quite funny though. Kids can get away with a lot of stuff becuase they are so cute. Although Romey definately didn't go unpunished. He was not very happy about me dumping out all of his toys and making him clean it up. I on the other hand thought it was quite hilarious, since it took me who knows how long to clean up all the powder. He had also dumped quite a bit out in Jaxon's crib. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAi2Wq3FGI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ng_4RjbsJsw/s1600-h/100_0945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255739082334999650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAi2Wq3FGI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ng_4RjbsJsw/s320/100_0945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the football Toychest......&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255739356317545394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAjGTVY87I/AAAAAAAAAMg/ix5QwAS8Noo/s320/100_0949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jaxon's Face!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255739363539738082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAjGuPS3eI/AAAAAAAAAMo/6S0cEPVrVws/s320/100_0946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thomas the Train Couch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAiSxVvb1I/AAAAAAAAALQ/5ihdpbEEUDA/s1600-h/100_0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255738471018884946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAiSxVvb1I/AAAAAAAAALQ/5ihdpbEEUDA/s320/100_0923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roman makes the funniest faces sometimes when I take his picture....this one here is kind of devilish.....but in a cute way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAiTCp7OII/AAAAAAAAALY/MOb5ROSrSYA/s1600-h/100_0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255738475666946178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAiTCp7OII/AAAAAAAAALY/MOb5ROSrSYA/s320/100_0921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jaxon loves to stand up in the bath, make him self purposely fall down and puts his head in the water. He thinks its great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAiTOb2veI/AAAAAAAAALg/hmFK7bKs8xM/s1600-h/100_0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255738478829157858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAiTOb2veI/AAAAAAAAALg/hmFK7bKs8xM/s320/100_0932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the laundromat waiting for papa to finish his laundry that he couldn't do at my house because of the stuff that was on his clothes. It ruins regular washers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-3921726901555460584?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/3921726901555460584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=3921726901555460584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/3921726901555460584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/3921726901555460584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/10/miscellaneous-events.html' title='Miscellaneous Events'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SPAi1W5PrlI/AAAAAAAAAL4/LjhGMvHgs0c/s72-c/100_0940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-4265746675386852157</id><published>2008-10-09T16:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T16:20:25.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Husband Came HOME!</title><content type='html'>My husband came home unannounced on Wednesday about 4 am. I was ready to beat someone down with my non existant baseball bat that I couldn't find, because I thought someone was braking into my house. I ran into the playroom after hearing the front door rattle to see my husbands truck outside. They finished all thier work for the hurricane and is home way earlier than expected. I am so glad to have him back. Although within hours of him being home, my house somehow got destroyed. The boys were also very excited to see their dad, and last night I got the best night of sleep I've had in the last month. While he was gone I didn't sleep at all. I had a very hard time sleeping. I slept like a baby. I also got to sleep in. I slept in until 11 this morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-4265746675386852157?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/4265746675386852157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=4265746675386852157' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/4265746675386852157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/4265746675386852157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-husband-came-home.html' title='My Husband Came HOME!'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-5471994877726997179</id><published>2008-09-28T20:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:57:30.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well it's the beginning of a long fall/winter. My kids love to get sick for some reason. They've had quite a cold for the last few days, but not terrible. So today we didn't go to church because I didn't want them getting the other kids sick. I know I hate it when other parents bring their kids to church sick, because no matter what my kids always get it. So my mom said to go ahead and bring the kids to dinner since she had a cold too. Well they ate their dinner and then of course were being boys and being naughty the whole rest of the night. I couldn't keep up with them. So finally papa took them upstairs and played with them for about 30 minutes so that I could get a break.  We finally decided to head home so that I could put them to bed and get some relaxation time. Well so much for that.....Roman does this weird thing sometimes where he puts his finger in his mouth, gets it to far and chokes himself. Well tonight his throat must have been fed up because he threw up all over himself and his carseat. It was absolutely disgusting. So I had a puked on kid and 10 minutes left to drive home, my car smelled, my husband had been gone for 2 weeks and I definately didn't get to relax. As soon as we got home, I put Jaxon in bed, and then got Roman cleaned up. I then put Roman in bed and proceeded to clean up his puked on carseat while trying not to throw up myself. All in all it was definately not the best night ever. Ah the joy of kids. I love my kids though. They are blast, even if they have throw up all down them and in the cracks of thier carseat that they don't have to clean up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251254560351018066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SOA0M0bfXFI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UyLu453120E/s320/9-27-2008+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Roman's favorite things to do is take pictures, granted some of them he looks a little tipsy in. As soon as I get the camera out, he instantly says cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251254581785225730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SOA0OERzagI/AAAAAAAAALI/kC8HN934uXU/s320/9-27-2008+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Jaxon discovered today that he was smart enough to move over the laundry basket to the little table and stand on it. You can tell by the look on his face, he definately knew he wasn't supposed to be up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251254575451470226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SOA0Nsrt-ZI/AAAAAAAAALA/6olVRmkZZN4/s320/9-27-2008+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Roman's Grandma gave him that car as a toddler bed, but we decided to make the boys a sandbox out of it and they absolutely love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251254570774378434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SOA0NbQnN8I/AAAAAAAAAK4/uZ_HzhXnuzc/s320/9-27-2008+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And there it is again....Roman's infamous CHEESE! Jaxon was being shy of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251254567201637714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SOA0NN8zhVI/AAAAAAAAAKw/bP_sO0Ch2Wg/s320/9-27-2008+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-5471994877726997179?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/5471994877726997179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=5471994877726997179' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/5471994877726997179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/5471994877726997179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/09/sick-boys.html' title='Sick Boys'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SOA0M0bfXFI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UyLu453120E/s72-c/9-27-2008+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-4934114906551211447</id><published>2008-09-20T10:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T17:49:24.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless Nights!</title><content type='html'>Ever since Jon has been gone, I have had the hardest time sleeping. I don't sleep well with him not home. I have not gone to bed any earlier than 11:30 this last week and most nights it has been between 1 and 2 that I do fall asleep. Well, my kids get up between 6 and 7, so I have been very deprived of sleep. I have a hard time doing things since I am so tired. Anyone have any ideas as to what could get me more energized other than fruits and veggies that isn't some crazy drink or pill?? The other night I thought I was going to be able to catch up on my sleep when Jon's mom said she was going to take the kids for the night. It was actually the worst night I had. I was up every hour and just didn't sleep.  When my kids wake up in the morning I can't believe it. I just want to sleep all day. Then when it is time to actually go to bed I'm finally alert and can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note.....it's been about a week and a half now since Jon has been gone, and only about 6 more weeks till we finally get to see him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-4934114906551211447?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/4934114906551211447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=4934114906551211447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/4934114906551211447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/4934114906551211447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/09/sleepless-nights.html' title='Sleepless Nights!'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-6376564265829515045</id><published>2008-09-17T20:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T10:26:05.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Husband Gone :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SNGuq51hAiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/zNzwov4QSuA/s1600-h/PICT1519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247167092966359586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SNGuq51hAiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/zNzwov4QSuA/s320/PICT1519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who don't know.......my husband took a 3 week course last year to become an insurance adjuster for Hurricanes. These adjusters go out into the field after a hurricane and assess the damage. They can be gone for months at a time. Well my husband left on Saturday for Hurricane Ike, and wont be back for a few months it looks like. He is staying in Houston right now and as of tonight already has 100 claims that he is working on. We will go out to Houston once a month to visit and stay for a week or two. I am going to miss him so much. Well.....I already do miss him so much. I'm okay during the day, but when it comes to night time, I have a very hard time. I don't like to sleep by myself and have had a couple bad nights trying to fall asleep without him there. I don't sleep very well when he is gone. The boys miss him very much...Roman is always asking for him the majority of the day, but especially in the morning. Jaxon always looks at my phone and just says daddy. He knows that he gets to talk to him on the phone. It is very hard especially for Roman since he is such a daddy's boy to not get to see his dad. I sit down with him every day and tell him that his daddy is working very hard so that he can buy him a new house and then Roman gets a little bit happier. But he still has a hard time in the morning. He used to always come in our room in the morning and snuggle Jon. We are all going to miss him very much and I hope that the middle of October can get here fast so that we can go and see him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I have been having a very hard time weening Jaxon off of his bottle. He was very attatched to it because of having so many ear infections. It is his security blanket. I am normally very strong with stuff like this and just take it away like I did with Roman. But for some reason with Jaxon I feel so bad because he was in so much pain for so long. Then he looks at me with those puppy dog eyes and say "da ba" which means....the bottle. And then i cave and give it to him. I guess I will just have to throw away his bottles so that I can't give it to him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Roman is as big as ever. He just turned 3 and is wearing 4T/5T clothes. He is just humungous. I can't believe how big he is getting. I have a feeling by the time he is 10 he'll be towering over me. He is just so cute. He was wrestling around with a friend of mines girls and they were beating him up, so when he was talking to his dad tonight, he said "those girls beat me up 4 times. and then the boy beat them up." It wa so cute. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm just getting super excited to be able to buy a home whenever jon gets home. I'm am so looking forward to it and cannot wait to finally own our own home. I know he is going to be away for a while, but what he is doing for our family will give us great financial stability. He is a wonderful husband and I'm grateful to have him as mine, and that no one else gets to have him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-6376564265829515045?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/6376564265829515045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=6376564265829515045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/6376564265829515045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/6376564265829515045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/09/husband-gone.html' title='Husband Gone :('/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SNGuq51hAiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/zNzwov4QSuA/s72-c/PICT1519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-3926178706935309500</id><published>2008-09-11T13:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T13:30:21.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;DANNY'S FOOTBALL GAME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SMlhVWxWHlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/n2ts5Uj150I/s1600-h/PICT1508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244830260567350866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SMlhVWxWHlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/n2ts5Uj150I/s320/PICT1508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Danny's football game last friday, and Jaxon had a blast. Roman couldn't be their because he was with his mimi and papa.  Jaxon was running up and down the bleachers until it was about time for him to go to sleep. Then he was passed around from the grandparents to me when I finally got him to sleep. We couldn't believe that he actually went to sleep because we ended sitting right next to the band and of course all the people screaming because Danny's team the Riverton Ram's kicked butt that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SMlhVg5i6_I/AAAAAAAAAJM/820dToz0vRg/s1600-h/PICT1505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244830263286098930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SMlhVg5i6_I/AAAAAAAAAJM/820dToz0vRg/s320/PICT1505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's one of Jaxon's many papa's. He is always tugging on his ears even though he doesn't have infections anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SMlhV1_M-iI/AAAAAAAAAJU/oELAoMwktiM/s1600-h/PICT1509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244830268946971170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SMlhV1_M-iI/AAAAAAAAAJU/oELAoMwktiM/s320/PICT1509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is the team running out....Danny is #2. Danny is a senior this year and he played very well. He played quite a bit of the game and I'd say his most eventful part of the evening was when some guy was trying to tackle him and he just grabbed him by his helmet and flipped him over. It was so awesome. It was one of the coolest things I've ever seen. Danny isn't that huge either compared to some of the kids, so it was really cool to see his strength come out like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SMlhWX0U9DI/AAAAAAAAAJc/FaZB3HayZ_g/s1600-h/PICT1507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244830278028162098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SMlhWX0U9DI/AAAAAAAAAJc/FaZB3HayZ_g/s320/PICT1507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is my metal mouth husband. He loves to yell at Danny to do things during the game. It is really cute. I can't wait until those braces come off. It will probably be another 2 years though. Maybe less. I hope so. Then we will both have straight teeth. Plus he won't look like such a goober and have what we call when you have braces as buffalo breath. Braces don't add very much to your breath. You have to constantly have breath mints or gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SMlhXan4AvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Q7km42mO6UA/s1600-h/PICT1519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244830295961109234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SMlhXan4AvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Q7km42mO6UA/s320/PICT1519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a really fun time that night and we look forward to the rest of his home games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244830600707963714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SMlhpJ5L-0I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/sT0Knefct0Q/s320/PICT1521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &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/3491443542550517330-3926178706935309500?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/3926178706935309500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=3926178706935309500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/3926178706935309500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/3926178706935309500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/09/football-game.html' title='Football Game'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SMlhVWxWHlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/n2ts5Uj150I/s72-c/PICT1508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-2228201459783269191</id><published>2008-08-28T13:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T09:32:21.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been a While!</title><content type='html'>Well it's been a long while since I've posted anything. It's been really busy over here the past couple of weeks. Jon recently had some issues with the management over at Nissan and decided to move over to Toyota to sell cars. He loves it a lot more over there, and hopefully his stress will be reduced. The management seems to know a lot more about doing a good job than the last managers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239637802257045506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SLbu0gM9WAI/AAAAAAAAAIU/O6N1vF9q184/s320/PICT1502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The boys of course are as naughty as ever. Jaxon is looking at me like mom you should have fed the spaghetti to me instead of letting me feed my self. What were you thinking? At least his hair was used as a napkin. The bathtub looked like spaghetti after he was finished with it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239637826816100386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SLbu17sSyCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/AVAaDhsCXnc/s320/PICT1494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roman was testing out his new batman pj's with a cape on them to see if he could fly. I'm pretty sure he of course thought that he could run faster like when little kids get new shoes, they always think that they can run faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239637815279752402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SLbu1Qt0FNI/AAAAAAAAAIk/MXAtx1gai-Y/s320/PICT1503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very photogenic...... I had just cut some of my work out pants into capris, and Roman of course used it as a hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239637808819091570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SLbu04peOHI/AAAAAAAAAIc/aP5YTezzxSo/s320/PICT1499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that I can't think of anything to say even though its been two weeks.....momnesia....I just don't remember much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-2228201459783269191?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/2228201459783269191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=2228201459783269191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/2228201459783269191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/2228201459783269191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been a While!'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SLbu0gM9WAI/AAAAAAAAAIU/O6N1vF9q184/s72-c/PICT1502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-4677976422009285377</id><published>2008-08-14T13:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T13:31:14.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Adventure at Silver Dollar City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;SILVER DOLLAR CITY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKRzX4z9utI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kS8vfGXjg2g/s1600-h/PICT1431(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234435521135885010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKRzX4z9utI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kS8vfGXjg2g/s320/PICT1431(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was Jaxon's First time going on a ride since being in my belly. He got to ride the happy frogs.....and as you can see in the picture below he wasn't to happy about it. I rode this ride with Roman when I was about 6 months pregnant. I didn't have very much room to fit in it, but it sure was fun. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234435533144467922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKRzYljCKdI/AAAAAAAAAHU/HhUtXod0IUM/s320/PICT1434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Crying baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKRzYb7TrhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DsFY9Agto4o/s1600-h/PICT1435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234435530561924626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKRzYb7TrhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DsFY9Agto4o/s320/PICT1435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Roman on the other hand absolutely loved the happy frogs, he even rode a roller coaster. He absolutely loves Silver Dollar City. We call it the big park. He is always wanting to go to the big park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKRzZPLtZWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/C5qw60qVmJw/s1600-h/PICT1437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234435544320927074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKRzZPLtZWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/C5qw60qVmJw/s320/PICT1437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dad was able to come with us which was real fun, because he couldn't come the last time we went. He went on some rides with Roman as well. Roman is wearing his cool Superman Sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKRzZYp39nI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZXSALLDvjR0/s1600-h/PICT1438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234435546863367794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKRzZYp39nI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZXSALLDvjR0/s320/PICT1438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were walking in a shop to get cooled off when we found these hats. So we all tried them on and I think we looked spectacular. It was so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234435971939553522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKRzyIL70PI/AAAAAAAAAHs/P2fF9UTgmoc/s320/PICT1439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all took this picture together. Jaxon couldn't be in the picture because he was so tired from the whole day. And we were barely even starting. We were able to meet up with some friends also and hang out with them and their 2 boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234435994093763378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKRzzat6OzI/AAAAAAAAAIE/V-bUrVKY76s/s320/PICT1442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad found these big glasses which of course every one had to try on.....although I never did since I was taking all the pictures. Roman of course put the upside down as he does a lot of stuff with. It took him a while to be able to keep them on since they were pretty large......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234435988905548978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKRzzHY8XLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/RxZrPvbmcjg/s320/PICT1441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jon didn't have much of an issue keeping them on since he has a pretty big noggin'. The boys definately get their big heads from thier dad.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234435979453655858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKRzykLb6zI/AAAAAAAAAH0/B9Gkn33Iads/s320/PICT1440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And then there is my dad who was probably the biggest goofball out of them all and initiated the sunglasses pictures. All in all we had a great day at the park and then we all went out to dinner afterwards to the Branson Landing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then my dad had to leave. So we went with our friends to see this show.....which ended up being ridiculous and we left during intermission. We ended up spending the night with them so that the boys could play together. They had a lot of fun. The next morning we had breakfast and just hung out for a little while longer. Then Jon and I and the kids went shopping at the outlet malls where we got some fabulous deals. Below is the dress that I got at Van Heusen for Women. I've been wearing the same church clothes since high school and it was about time to get some more. I got another dress and a beautiful skirt. I was very pleased with the outcome of shopping. Then we were able to get some smashing deals at children's place for the boys and get a lot of their summer clothes for next year.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234442193399169506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKR5cQ7fweI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ub5kptHDR-w/s320/PICT1445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-4677976422009285377?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/4677976422009285377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=4677976422009285377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/4677976422009285377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/4677976422009285377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-adventure-at-silver-dollar-city.html' title='Another Adventure at Silver Dollar City'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKRzX4z9utI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kS8vfGXjg2g/s72-c/PICT1431(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-2664319285945642725</id><published>2008-08-11T10:05:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T10:25:29.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKBYnua6_AI/AAAAAAAAAG8/qV7TwmzqlaY/s1600-h/PICT1493.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HAPPY 3RD BIRTHDAY ROMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKBVUPrWp_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/4EOqVRP5XGM/s1600-h/PICT1469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233276573298632690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKBVUPrWp_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/4EOqVRP5XGM/s320/PICT1469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roman had his 3rd birthday party yesterday, and it was a blast! That cake that you see in the picture, a friend of ours made. She makes cakes as hobby. It isn't even her job. We thank her a million times over for doing Roman's and Jaxon's birthday cakes. It was a busy day that day. I had to sing at church and then we had his party and so on.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233277174702500530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKBV3QFNarI/AAAAAAAAAGM/76uriDUbPy0/s320/PICT1467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we started to sing to Roman, out of nowhere he just started to cry. I guess we all sang so terribly that he started to cry. It was probably one of the more funnier events of the evening. I guess we should all invest in some private voice lessons so we don't scare anymore children. Once he got to blow at the candle and add some spit to the cake though, he was happy again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233277892015132082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKBWhAR3jbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/azlmy-BzznU/s320/PICT1458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We all had quite a bit of fun at the party.....you can see Jon is thrilled about wearing his birthday hat. Jon and I haven't taken any pictures in practically the last year together since Jaxon has been born. So it is my goal to make sure that we get that done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233277926620869218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKBWjBMhMmI/AAAAAAAAAGc/4WMXCtx2LmQ/s320/PICT1459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jaxon was the total opposite of his dad, he normally hates anything to be on his head, but he left it on their the whole day. He really had fun at the party, but by the end of the night, he was pooped. He slept from 6:30 until 5 the next morning, had some milk and slept until 7. It was nice for me. I was able to just spend some time with Roman because Jon went to bed early as well. Roman and I never get to just have some time together me and him. So we played with all of his new toys, ate some fish sticks and just had fun. I was glad I was able to just spend time with him. It's hard when you have two not to constantly be with both of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233280184221905746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKBYmbajM1I/AAAAAAAAAGk/ERG8xYVDcEs/s320/PICT1462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was the first picture that my mom and I have taken together in years. Man, she is one hott mama! I am extremely glad to have her as a mom. She is fabulous. Man we sure do look alike....at least I think so. Look at her...isn't she beautiful??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233280188332403522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKBYmquka0I/AAAAAAAAAGs/RlMtbsXT62g/s320/PICT1483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I started the Pinata tradition this year with roman. I used to have a pinata every year for my birthday...and now we are starting that with him. He had fun wacking it with the bat. But no one could break it since there wasn't a real bat. We had to just tear it open and dump the candy out. I've never seen kids who didn't just run to the candy. But all the kids just kind of sat there and each took like 2 pieces of candy. We had to practically make them take the candy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233280195668982450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKBYnGDvurI/AAAAAAAAAG0/EAPB19h5_qo/s320/PICT1474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Roman was very happy with all of presents and he got quite a bit of stuff. He came home with lots of new presents....and of course I get to play with all of them as well....yea for me. I love toys. One good thing about being a stay at home mom is that you get to have an excuse to act like a kid again. Happy Birthday Roman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-2664319285945642725?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/2664319285945642725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=2664319285945642725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/2664319285945642725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/2664319285945642725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-3rd-birthday-roman-roman-had-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SKBVUPrWp_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/4EOqVRP5XGM/s72-c/PICT1469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-4670473293519622657</id><published>2008-07-31T12:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T12:18:28.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roman and Church!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SJHxjOSygII/AAAAAAAAAF0/pSe-6gHLiTw/s1600-h/PICT1369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229226229788475522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SJHxjOSygII/AAAAAAAAAF0/pSe-6gHLiTw/s320/PICT1369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Roman absolutely loves and adores church. Really it's the nursery, but he is so cute about church. In the middle of the week he is always asking me if it is time to go to church yet. When I tell him no he gets upset and goes to his room where he chews on his blanket. He's goofy. So last week they asked me to help out in nursery. It was crazy.....lots of kids. Well at one point in the lesson we asked all the boys if they were going to be missionaries, and Roman stood up, put his hands on his hips and said "I'm gonna be a missionary". It was probably the cutest thing I've ever heard come out of his mouth, except for one evening when I was making dinner last week. I dished up his plate, put him in his chair, and then started to dish everyone else up. I looked over at him, and he had his arms folded with his eyes closed and said "Jesus, Food, Amen." I about died. It was the cutest thing ever. He knew that we were supposed to bless the food before dinner so he decided to do that. I love this age when they start learning how to pray, because they pray for everything. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229228721937255842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SJHz0SRXDaI/AAAAAAAAAF8/p8RMA-gbhT0/s320/PICT1355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some other fabulous news......for those of you who don't know....my son Jaxon was born with urinary reflux to his right kidney at a grade 4. Grade 4 is the worst it gets. The reflux is where the urine goes back up into the kidney and doesn't all drain out. You can get really bad infections this way. He was put onto antibiotics for the first 6 months of his life...not including all the ones he had to take with his ear infections. Well then we found out that only 50% of doctors believe that they need to be on the antibiotics and the other 50% think that it is unnecessary. So we took him off. Needless to say he never got one infection, even though the doctors said that would be something we would struggle with since he had Grade 4. We went to the doctor on Friday the 25th of July for his check-up and he had completely grown out of it and it is gone, which means he won't have to have surgery. That was the best news I have recieved in quite a while with him and illness. Kids who have grade 4 don't normally grow out of it that fast, and we are extremely gratelful for the blessings that we have received and that now it is gone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-4670473293519622657?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/4670473293519622657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=4670473293519622657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/4670473293519622657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/4670473293519622657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/07/roman-and-church.html' title='Roman and Church!'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SJHxjOSygII/AAAAAAAAAF0/pSe-6gHLiTw/s72-c/PICT1369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-2721628406347397406</id><published>2008-07-18T20:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T21:17:53.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxon's First Birthday Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="279" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1d2a8a6ac2dc0905" 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://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1d2a8a6ac2dc0905%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331702146%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE4557D13907AAA68F454DE72FDFED9080F38260.829BAEE80D32D812060C6287915395FA79F484D8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1d2a8a6ac2dc0905%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUfmRVrDHkwAXhvUYTV5ZIN-Y7RQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="279" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1d2a8a6ac2dc0905%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331702146%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE4557D13907AAA68F454DE72FDFED9080F38260.829BAEE80D32D812060C6287915395FA79F484D8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1d2a8a6ac2dc0905%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUfmRVrDHkwAXhvUYTV5ZIN-Y7RQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SIFM71rwjhI/AAAAAAAAAFM/rFYV7EakPE8/s1600-h/PICT1401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224541633633095186" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SIFLAHsnExI/AAAAAAAAAFE/UpzuIpIXznA/s320/PICT1411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+So Jaxon's birthday was quite a day. He was cranky all day! He took a nap right before his party and it made it worse. He would not let me out of his sight without crying, so that got a little annoying since I couldn't get much done. But he had fun once everyone left. I don't think that he liked all the commotion of everyone being there. It turned out to be a lot of fun, and he got a lot of fun new stuff. The new toys have kept him and his brother busy. Roman had a very hard time with Jaxon getting all the presents so he had to open a lot of them. Jaxon wasn't very interested in opening the presents so Roman opened most of them anyway. Jaxon of course being the cranky boy that he is hated his birthday cake and threw it all over the floor. He couldn't stand for it to be on his hands and it really made him mad. It was so funny. Watch the video and you will see what I mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-2721628406347397406?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1d2a8a6ac2dc0905&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/2721628406347397406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=2721628406347397406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/2721628406347397406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/2721628406347397406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/07/jaxons-first-birthday-party.html' title='Jaxon&apos;s First Birthday Party!'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SIFM71rwjhI/AAAAAAAAAFM/rFYV7EakPE8/s72-c/PICT1401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-1196810639704217985</id><published>2008-07-07T14:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T14:51:43.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My boys are all grown up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SHJySToJKfI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ej9r-ZpkLQs/s1600-h/PICT1355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220360576907684338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SHJySToJKfI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ej9r-ZpkLQs/s320/PICT1355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SHJySkTLQZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gWYOYaLMlv0/s1600-h/PICT1354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220360581383143826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SHJySkTLQZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gWYOYaLMlv0/s320/PICT1354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SHJyS_A-exI/AAAAAAAAAEc/aPe7gRBSVDA/s1600-h/PICT1351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220360588554566418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SHJyS_A-exI/AAAAAAAAAEc/aPe7gRBSVDA/s320/PICT1351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems just yesterday that Jon and I were having Roman's first birthday party....and now we are getting ready to have his third and Jaxon's first. Time goes by so fast. Any of you who have children know this. You should cherish every moment of it, because it flies by. As soon as we know it they will be all grown up, moving out and on their way to college. I can't imagine it, but I know it is going to be that way. I remember it just like yesterday that I was a little girl with no worries and just playing with my friends. Now I worry all the time about my kids and that they are safe. I always told my mom that I wasn't going to be like her and worry all the time, but I think i'm actually 10 times worse, because now I worry about her. If she doesn't answer her phone after a certain amount of time, I think she is dead somewhere in a ditch. She used to always do that with me. It's funny how things change when you become a mom. You always think that your mom was crazy and way to protective, but then you realize they just don't want anything bad to happen to you. I'm such a worry-wart! Oh-well. I guess it's for the good in the long run to keep my kids safe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In those pics above Roman is mowing the lawn, and of course Jaxon is just crawling or walking everywhere, and getting into everything. I can't keep him out of anything. He doesn't respond to the word no like Roman did. I would tell Roman no when he was this age and he would listen after about 3 times. Jaxon just doesn't listen. I think that he got the listening disorder from his dad. He just hears what might be useful to him or what he wants to hear. Maybe it's called hearingitis! If not i'm going to invent the disease called that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-1196810639704217985?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/1196810639704217985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=1196810639704217985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/1196810639704217985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/1196810639704217985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-boys-are-all-grown-up.html' title='My boys are all grown up!'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SHJySToJKfI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ej9r-ZpkLQs/s72-c/PICT1355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-1093511015994234808</id><published>2008-07-06T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:51:09.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SHF0ILAUKzI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2vIrjiTTlII/s1600-h/PICT1350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220081126841002802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SHF0ILAUKzI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2vIrjiTTlII/s320/PICT1350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been forever since I've blogged. I've been so busy that I forgot about it. Update: In the last week Jaxon has started walking so much that I can't believe it. He will be 1 on Tuesday! I went and got all of his birthday presents the other day with Jon and I am so excited for him to open it. You know how you get so excited when your little for your birthday's, well it's way different when you have kids. It so much fun. I absolutely love birthdays, especially on their first birthday when they get to dig into their birthday cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see in the picture above, Jaxon and his dad look nothing alike(if you can catch my sarcasm.) The only Jaxon has of me are the shape of his eyes. He is pretty much the exact clone of his dad. Everyone always says that it looks like someone just took Jon and shrunk him. I agree completely. Especially with Jaxon's attitude. He gets a little cranky now and then just like his daddy. Just today when he couldn't get the wall to move out of his way so he could play with his truck he started screaming at it. He did not get his patience from his mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roman will be 3 next month and everyone thinks he's five. Our hometeacher came over tonight and thought he was close to five and I laughed. I said no he is going to be 3 next month. For those of you have been around Roman in person, you would no how extremely huge he is. He is probably going to be taller than me by the time he is 10!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when we were at Grammy's(my mom) today Roman decided to make a tower at of his blocks, we called it the leaning tower of Roman! I'm so happy that he has gotten to the point where he is really starting to learn how to do everything. He is so cute about everything. He loves all of his toys. Even when I buy him a new 99 cent hot wheels, he looks at me and says, "mama, I love it"! I love him! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220083336655307362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SHF2IzNGgmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/A04vh8m6uMs/s320/PICT1361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220083345533664658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SHF2JUR3fZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9bL73PUMsRQ/s320/PICT1362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-1093511015994234808?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/1093511015994234808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=1093511015994234808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/1093511015994234808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/1093511015994234808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/07/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays!'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SHF0ILAUKzI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2vIrjiTTlII/s72-c/PICT1350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-3007394554220919021</id><published>2008-06-27T16:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T16:17:54.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxon's First Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SGVYFAHGhlI/AAAAAAAAADk/TDWDSTuo6N8/s1600-h/6-25-2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216672586330965586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SGVYFAHGhlI/AAAAAAAAADk/TDWDSTuo6N8/s320/6-25-2008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SGVYFvN_8nI/AAAAAAAAADs/ktbEIF0U3ck/s1600-h/PICT1348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216672598976361074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SGVYFvN_8nI/AAAAAAAAADs/ktbEIF0U3ck/s320/PICT1348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaxon got his first haircut on Wednesday, June 25. He of course screamed the whole time because he was scared of the clippers. It turned out so cute, and he doesn't look very babyish anymore. Nikki(Steve's Girlfriend) cut his hair, just like she always cuts Roman's hair. She does such a wonderful job. For a baby who moved his head constantly she gave him the perfect haircut. If he didn't look enough like his dad before, Jaxon and Jon look identical. It is amazing to me that they are pretty much clones of each other. I think my mom was way more traumitized than I was with his haircut. His hair was so curly and beautiful. He was extremely cute, but it was getting out of control to where I couldn't even wet it down without it completely turning in to kinky curly town. He's got really thick hair like his mom and dad and there was just nothing I could do anymore about it. I wanted to wait until his first birthday, but there was just no waiting. It all turned out great, and his hair is so cute. He looks like a little boy now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-3007394554220919021?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/3007394554220919021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=3007394554220919021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/3007394554220919021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/3007394554220919021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/06/jaxons-first-haircut.html' title='Jaxon&apos;s First Haircut'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SGVYFAHGhlI/AAAAAAAAADk/TDWDSTuo6N8/s72-c/6-25-2008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-6921580230933193798</id><published>2008-06-23T09:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T10:26:02.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roman Loves Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SF-5Y66YepI/AAAAAAAAACo/XnVNr5ZoA4M/s1600-h/PICT1322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215090731300453010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SF-5Y66YepI/AAAAAAAAACo/XnVNr5ZoA4M/s320/PICT1322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SF-5Y4-lcII/AAAAAAAAACw/kniFVT3llCA/s1600-h/PICT1323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215090730781208706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SF-5Y4-lcII/AAAAAAAAACw/kniFVT3llCA/s320/PICT1323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roman absolutely loves going to church, well at least nursery anyways. He has a very hard time with sacrament meeting, because he has to sit their for over an hour. He wants to play with his friends. All week he asks to go to church. He'll come up to me and say "mama, I want to go to church today." It will be Tuesday normally when he starts going to church. The crown he is wearing he made at church yesterday. They always have a lot of fun in Nursery. He also now at the end of prayers says Amen loudly sometimes. It's really funny. He most of the time waits until everyone else has said it and then he says it. It's so cute. I guess all of the little kids in nursery call one of the Nursery leaders grandpa. It's adorable. A married couple does the nursery and they all call the husband grandpa. As Roman was running out of the nursery yesterday when we went to pick him up, he said "bye, grandpa". It was so funny. I really like that he loves church so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-6921580230933193798?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/6921580230933193798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=6921580230933193798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/6921580230933193798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/6921580230933193798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/06/roman-loves-church.html' title='Roman Loves Church'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SF-5Y66YepI/AAAAAAAAACo/XnVNr5ZoA4M/s72-c/PICT1322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-2831815307127082013</id><published>2008-06-23T09:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T09:52:15.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxon and His ways of making sure I get NO Sleep!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SF-3RLIHuGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ht251Sn-ik4/s1600-h/PICT1321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215088399190833250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SF-3RLIHuGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ht251Sn-ik4/s320/PICT1321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SF-3RXFgkOI/AAAAAAAAACY/clV6VpJi_ZQ/s1600-h/PICT1319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215088402401104098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SF-3RXFgkOI/AAAAAAAAACY/clV6VpJi_ZQ/s320/PICT1319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On saturday, Jaxon had been playing the whole day and had only a 20 minute nap early in the morning. He normally takes about an hour nap in the afternoon, but skipped it this day. Well it was about 5:00 when I noticed he started getting a little tired. He kept on playing, and then about 30 minutes later, I realized that for about 1 minute I didn't hear any noises. My initial reaction was that he found something and had choked on it. I looked down on the floor and he was completely passed out half on the tile and half on the carpet. I made sure his back was rising before I did anything. Sure enough it was. He was fine and had just fallen asleep he was so tired. Well I kept trying to wake him up, because I knew he would be up all night if I didn't. Well he wouldn't wake up and kept crying at me when I did try to wake him up. So he went to bed and woke up at 2:30 wanting the play. I made him go back to bed. But by 5:00 he was ready to be up for the morning and play. I was so exhausted. My child has not slept a whole night through since he has been born. He is 2 weeks away from being one. My child is not normal at all. They say that by 2 months old 70% of infants sleep through the night. Well, Jaxon has been past the 2 months many times now. I hope all you mothers our their appreciate if you have a child that sleeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-2831815307127082013?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/2831815307127082013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=2831815307127082013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/2831815307127082013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/2831815307127082013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/06/jaxon-and-his-ways-of-making-sure-i-get.html' title='Jaxon and His ways of making sure I get NO Sleep!'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SF-3RLIHuGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ht251Sn-ik4/s72-c/PICT1321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-6881110611633219310</id><published>2008-06-17T15:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T15:22:50.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFgcOYoEbVI/AAAAAAAAABY/XgU2NwRcFDA/s1600-h/PICT1283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212947602135608658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFgcOYoEbVI/AAAAAAAAABY/XgU2NwRcFDA/s320/PICT1283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFgcQNK9cwI/AAAAAAAAABg/VXMkBBD7fMU/s1600-h/PICT1287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212947633420464898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFgcQNK9cwI/AAAAAAAAABg/VXMkBBD7fMU/s320/PICT1287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFgcSzL4X0I/AAAAAAAAABo/efEx6arKoP8/s1600-h/PICT1286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212947677984612162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFgcSzL4X0I/AAAAAAAAABo/efEx6arKoP8/s320/PICT1286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFgcUi1NmbI/AAAAAAAAABw/eoA4majVeS8/s1600-h/PICT1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212947707954305458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFgcUi1NmbI/AAAAAAAAABw/eoA4majVeS8/s320/PICT1304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFgcV1ZFUHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/JUfK4QA9gZk/s1600-h/PICT1295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212947730116464754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFgcV1ZFUHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/JUfK4QA9gZk/s320/PICT1295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Muskogee, Oklahoma for father's day this Sunday and spent the whole day with Jon's dad. There was a wedding reception as well from Jon's side of the family at a park, so we went there. While we were there Roman got to feed ducks, and had a blast. Roman, Uncle Danny, and Jon also got to ride on a paddle boad. We hung out with papa all day long and just played. Then the weather got so bad that we ended up having to spend the night there. I hope all you father's out there had a great day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-6881110611633219310?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/6881110611633219310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=6881110611633219310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/6881110611633219310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/6881110611633219310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFgcOYoEbVI/AAAAAAAAABY/XgU2NwRcFDA/s72-c/PICT1283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-8624487870967080628</id><published>2008-06-13T11:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T11:20:07.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My 22nd Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFKa8Y6D-9I/AAAAAAAAABI/yU8N83-fSto/s1600-h/PICT1252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211398081089895378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFKa8Y6D-9I/AAAAAAAAABI/yU8N83-fSto/s320/PICT1252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my 22nd birthday, and I had a blast. My family went to Silver Dollar City and just had fun. It was perfect outside. 89 degrees and partly cloudy with a nice breeze. We were able to do the water rides and roller coasters without being cold. We ate a lot of food and had such a fun time. I rode the kiddy rides with Roman. We rode the elephants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roman came on the lost river with my mom, Jon, and I. We had fun until it got to the dark part where it made a noise kind of like jaws when the shark is coming towards you. He screamed the rest of the way. It was kind of funny. His grammy (my mom) told him that she beat that monster up and took care of him. Roman talked about that the whole ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFKbWutz9pI/AAAAAAAAABQ/2kNCxglxiJw/s1600-h/PICT1256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211398533620692626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFKbWutz9pI/AAAAAAAAABQ/2kNCxglxiJw/s320/PICT1256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Silver Dollar City we went to Lamberts where I of course filled myself up with Rolls before even getting my meal. I ate 5 rolls, and then only ate 3 bites of my lamber burger. I was so glad we were able to all spend the day together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFKatsUbhFI/AAAAAAAAABA/UHPF4poy9sk/s1600-h/PICT1250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211397828602725458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFKatsUbhFI/AAAAAAAAABA/UHPF4poy9sk/s320/PICT1250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFKak5Va6jI/AAAAAAAAAA4/bnsR8oUa0Ag/s1600-h/PICT1246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211397677477718578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFKak5Va6jI/AAAAAAAAAA4/bnsR8oUa0Ag/s320/PICT1246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-8624487870967080628?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/8624487870967080628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=8624487870967080628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/8624487870967080628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/8624487870967080628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-22nd-birthday.html' title='My 22nd Birthday!'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SFKa8Y6D-9I/AAAAAAAAABI/yU8N83-fSto/s72-c/PICT1252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-8639966589228565555</id><published>2008-06-09T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T11:33:58.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SE1Y02sxiAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HOmMFXP5PLA/s1600-h/11+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209918008997283842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SE1Y02sxiAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HOmMFXP5PLA/s320/11+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My pregnancy was one of the worst things I have ever gone through. It wouldn't have been so bad if I wouldn't have been sick almost the whole time. I was sick for 28 weeks. Those of you who don't know a pregnancy consists of 40 weeks. By the time I was about 5 months along my back hurt so bad my husband would have to lift me out of bed. My body was having a hard time stretching. I would throw up at least 10 times a day if I didn't take my Unisom. Unisom is a sleep aid with the side effect of anti-nausea. It was the only thing that kept me sane during my pregnancy. If I didn't take it, I couldn't even last throughout the day. By the time I quit throwing up, I had become a natural at it. I would have to say that my labor was way easier than my pregnancy. The morning that I woke up and knew I was having Jaxon, I woke up with a baseball sized amount of water in my underwear. I went to the bathroom and changed my underwear, to make sure that I hadn't peed my pants before waking up Jon. I waited about 5 minutes, and sure enough there was another little puddle of water. My water had ruptured. I woke Jon up and of course he didn't believe me. He thought that I had peed my pants. I assured him that I had not. We called Roman's Grandparents to come and get him. They were going to keep while I was having the baby. Although I was only having contractions every 20 minutes that weren't even that bad, I knew it was time to have the baby. When we got to the hospital, they checked for amniotic fluid. Sure enough the test was positive and they had to keep me even though I was only dialted to a 2-3. We got to the hospital about 12:30 in the afternoon. After about 4 hours I was at a 4, but the contractions were so bad that I told Jon if I didn't get my epidural soon, he wasn't going to make it out of the hospital. 15 minutes later, Justin Evenson, a good friend of ours from church came and gave me my epidural. It was one of the best moments of my life. I didn't feel anything, until it was time to push Jaxon out. At the last time they had checked me I was dialated to a 6. Then, like 30 minutes later, I kept telling them I had to poop really bad. The nurse said that was normal. My mom was like no she is getting ready to have this baby, you need to check her again. The nurse assured my mom that she just checked me and I wasn't ready to have the baby. My mom said no you need to check her, because in our family we hit a 10 really fast. Sure enough, she checked me and the baby was crowning. She called for the doctor and Jaxon was pushed out in 15 minutes and 3 pushes. It was the easiest delivery and I only felt a little bit of pressure. The weirdest thing about it all was when his head and shoulders were out, I looked down and then they just pulled him out. It kinda grossed me out. Then they asked Jon if he wanted to cut the cord. He did. When he cut it, blood splattered everywhere, on the walls, my face, our clothes, my pillow, and the wall like 3 feet behind me. It was so gross. Jaxon was born on July 8, 2007 at 8:32 pm. He weighed 7 lbs, 2 oz. and was 20 1/4 inches long. I was very glad to have him out of me and meet my boy at last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-8639966589228565555?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/8639966589228565555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=8639966589228565555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/8639966589228565555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/8639966589228565555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/06/pregnancy.html' title='Pregnancy'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SE1Y02sxiAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HOmMFXP5PLA/s72-c/11+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-2393891749964089282</id><published>2008-06-07T12:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T12:43:08.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Engagement Period-Through Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;During the time that we were engaged we did a lot of fun things. Too many to name actually. Jon had joint custody at the time of his son Roman and had him on Tues., Weds., Thurs., and every other weekend. Any time Roman was over there, so was I. Roman was the funnest baby. He was happy all the time and fun and easy. Roman had such an attachment to Jon because he took care of him so well. Roman has always been his daddy's boy. When we didn't have Roman we were always doing something with friends and spending time with family. We eat dinner at my mom's house every Sunday with the whole family, where my brother Steven comes and of course we being the evening of old stories and of course all of his crude comments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jon started coming to church in January of 2006 with me every week and of course brought Roman. He really enjoyed coming and the people there. He started to take the discussions from the missionaries at the time. The missionaries were such wonderful teachers. We couldn't have asked for two better men. Jon went to church for quite a long time before deciding that it was true and got baptized on September 23, 2006. I was very glad that he waited for that long to know before getting baptized. Some people do it to shortly and then just quit going. Now, Roman asks by about Thursday every week when is it time to go to church. Of course, he just wants to play with his friends in the Nursery, but he still loves going to church. It is such a good thing to get them going when their little because they enjoy more if you start it when they are young.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jon and I got married on January 27, 2007, thus ending the engagement period. We had a beautiful wedding. We got married in a Chapel in Bella Vista, Arkansas. It was an amazing chapel. Jon's uncle married us, and did a fabulous job. He didn't just read from the back of a book. He wrote everything that he said to us and did such a wonderful job. We were grateful that he lives close by to do that. The whole day was so wonderful. Of course I was about 3 months pregnant when we got married and on the whole way to the chapel I was so scared that I was going to throw up during the ceremony. I had been extremely ill and threw up every day. I had to take a medicine the night before in order not to throw up. It was kind of sad that on the day of my wedding that was my biggest concern that I was going to throw up on my dress. Luckily I didn't. Sugar was one of the things that settled my belly, so I ate candy all the way to Arkansas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SErIEGL1CxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/TBxy43NFnVE/s1600-h/100_0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209195891712658194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SErIEGL1CxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/TBxy43NFnVE/s320/100_0548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wedding was beautiful. We had Roman as the Ring Bearer and he cried most of the way down the isle. Renee Forest was my Maid of Honor and she carried him down because he was crying. It actually is a cute picture. He really wanted his dad. In the middle of the ceremony when it was really quiet, my brother had brought some fries and gave some to Roman, well Roman dropped one and said very loudly UH-OH! It was so cute, everyone started laughing. The rest of the day was great. We had a fabulous reception at the Holdiay Inn with a great turnout. I'm so grateful that I met such a wonderful man, with a wonderful family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-2393891749964089282?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/2393891749964089282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=2393891749964089282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/2393891749964089282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/2393891749964089282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/06/engagement-period-through-wedding.html' title='The Engagement Period-Through Wedding'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SErIEGL1CxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/TBxy43NFnVE/s72-c/100_0548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3491443542550517330.post-6373725617924544760</id><published>2008-06-06T10:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T11:31:39.348-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Beginning...How I met Jon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElmP8ihlOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/U4N06qRmHZI/s1600-h/100_0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208806868165694690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElmP8ihlOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/U4N06qRmHZI/s320/100_0467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met Jon when I was looking for a second job to bring in some more money. I was already going to school full time and working another job, but I was done with all of that by 3 and wanted something else to do. I started looking for a night job in March of 2005 and found one at Sunterra Resorts. It was probably one of the last jobs I wanted to do....but the hours were perfect and you made decent money. The job title was a telemarketer selling vacations to our resort. On my first day of training we had this awful trainer named Rick who was a total goober. He was one of the Floor Managers. Well then he wanted to introduce us to the other manager. He walked in the door and we had an immediate attraction to each other, it was obvious. His name was Jon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he began introducing himself to the table, I was in the last seat. He shook my hand last.....which I remind him of all the time.....He had the girliest handshake out of anyone i'd ever met. I make fun of him to the day for it. He said he was just nervous. Well, I was on the sales floor for 2 weeks and had only sold 2 vacations. I was awful at the job. But, Jon did not want me to leave, so he got a different position that open in the activations department. That meant that I got the easy part of calling people and setting up their dates for the vacation that they had already bought. Well it turned out that I was really good and getting people to set up their dates and was made into the evening assistant manager. Within a couple of weeks after doing that I decided since Jon wasn't going to make the first move that I better do it. Even if we were just going to be friends. I went up to him one evening after work while I was on the phone with a friend( I thought it might soften the blow if he said no) and asked him if would like to start walking with me on this trail. We had both been recently talking about how we needed to start working out. So I figured that was the best way to get him to hang out with me. Well, he said yes and we started walking a few times a week. It just fell into place from there. We started going on dates and having a lot of fun. Then, one day I got a mysterious phone call with some bad news(I won't go into detail), that ended it for me and Jon. We no longer talked unless it had to do with work. I wouldn't even speak to him if he tried. I tried to start dating again....only 1 guy and then decided like most women do in their lives that men suck and that I was going to become a nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then a good friend of mine, Brianne Kemp(now Heiner) was going to get married. She asked me to be a bridesmaid, and I new it was my chance to go on a vacation and get out of town. Well about 3 weeks before I left Jon and I started talking nice again, and decided on the friendship thing again. So after returning home from her wedding in September, Jon and I began to start dating again. At this point he had a 1 month old son from a previous girlfriend. I already knew he was having a baby when we starting daing in March. Well things started getting pretty serious pretty fast. In December of 2005, we had a work party and all went well. We had a lot of food left over and Jon and I decided to go donate it to Souls Harbor in Joplin. We had decided to go watch a movie afterwards. When we are on the way(in our seperate cars) he started going a different direction and took me to the park(trail) where we had originally started walking together. I knew right then something was up and I figured he was going to propose. Well I was right. He walked over to the middle of a grassy area, pulled a ring, an insanely gorgeous ring I might add out of his hat and proposed. I was so excited that after I said yes I just grabbed the ring and slapped it on my finger, realizing that he wanted to do that part. And everything has gone great ever since. Next I will start telling more of the story and the coming of Children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3491443542550517330-6373725617924544760?l=jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/feeds/6373725617924544760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3491443542550517330&amp;postID=6373725617924544760' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/6373725617924544760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3491443542550517330/posts/default/6373725617924544760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonandnicolehart.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-beginninghow-i-met-jon.html' title='In the Beginning...How I met Jon'/><author><name>Nicole_Hart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00171456419820547824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElZf8ihlMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAzlGrilwKI/S220/PICT1243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJc36-MAWrM/SElmP8ihlOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/U4N06qRmHZI/s72-c/100_0467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
