<?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-4979456751599193798</id><updated>2011-11-05T18:52:09.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the Places You'll Go</title><subtitle type='html'>This might have started out as a travel blog, but now it's about the journey of our happy little family.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-3058306900618178217</id><published>2011-11-03T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T20:22:09.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ella is 18 months!</title><content type='html'>My Darling Ella,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that looking back at those pictures of your first birthday party really made me realize how much you have physically changed.  But, socially and mentally you have grown leaps and bounds too. I cannot believe time is flying so quickly. You make me so happy each and every day.  Of course I want to freeze time.  I don't want you to ever stop wanting a Mama Hug, but I also adore the little personality you have developed. You have just blossomed so much.&lt;br /&gt;--You are now about 22 lbs and 31 inches long. I can confirm that at your appointment on Monday.  &lt;br /&gt;--You still wear some 12 month clothes--pants, but you need 18 month in tops.&lt;br /&gt;--I've lost count of all of your adorable teeth.  You are definitely getting them in a strange order though. Molars and front teeth but not a lot in between.&lt;br /&gt;--One of the biggest physical differences is your hair! It has gotten so long. You still have precious little curls in the back too. &lt;br /&gt;--You love having bows in your hair, but you also love ripping them out.&lt;br /&gt;--In August you had to be sedated to have a cyst near your groin drained. It was the most awful experience since Aunt KK was in the hospital for me mentally.  But you pulled through. Such a trooper. &lt;br /&gt;--You say sooooo many things! Some favorites are Sadie, apple, banana, Mama, Dada, PaPa, outside, bow, car, bubbles, more, paci, and NO.  &lt;br /&gt;--You are still the best animal noise maker ever. Even your daycare workers say so. You love to Mooo when you see a cow especially. Even while we are driving down the road!&lt;br /&gt;--You sleep 12-13 hours. It's wonderful for your parents who love their sleep.&lt;br /&gt;--You have had quite an adventure over the past couple of months. We moved out of our first house the day after your first birthday. We lived in an apartment until the end of August. And then we moved into our new house.  &lt;br /&gt;--You have some favorite spots here...like under the bar.&lt;br /&gt;--You are so happy to be reunited with Sadie. You just love her so much. Mama and Daddy don't get kisses a lot of times, but Sadie sure does! You also love feeding her Cheerios.&lt;br /&gt;--You will eat pretty much anything. I think you are getting sweet tooth because you always want a bite of our Halloween candy. You love your great grandma Adelene's homemade bread. You've been eating it by the handfuls.&lt;br /&gt;--Mommy still hates being away from you all day long. But, we make our time at night and on the weekends extra special.&lt;br /&gt;--You adore all of your grandparents and aunts and uncles. You generally cry when they leave you, and you aren't much of a crier.&lt;br /&gt;--Your daddy says that when he drops you off your just don't even turn around but keep on walking and throw up your hand to wave behind you and say "bye". You love to go off and play with your buddies, especially Kaysie.&lt;br /&gt;--You have moments where you look just like your daddy, but you like almost just like me the majority of the time.&lt;br /&gt;--You are so friendly!  You love going to the store with me and telling all of the kids hi.  I mean yelling it across the store.  And the same with the neighbors. They could be a block away, but you are yelling at them.&lt;br /&gt;--Since we live under the flight pattern for DFW you love waving and telling the airplanes hi too. That's something your mommy and Aunt KK did a lot when they were kids.&lt;br /&gt;--You definitely love your Papas more than anyone else. I guess they take you places and to see things the rest of us don't.  You go to them above anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;--You love ketchup. You'll eat it with your fingers or even on fruit. Just like mommy.&lt;br /&gt;--We took pictures with Abby last weekend. You weren't too sure what to think about it. But one day you'll be BFFs.&lt;br /&gt;--You were a ladybug for Halloween this year. You hated your wings. You chased them like a dog chasing it tail to get them off. It was pretty much. But oh my, weren't you adorable!&lt;br /&gt;--I keep thinking that I am going to take away your paci and get you potty trained, but who is ready for all of that nonsense?&lt;br /&gt;--You have been practicing winking and working on your pageant moves. I'll have to video and upload that for you soon. (No people, no real pageants... just fun)&lt;br /&gt;--The Rangers made it to the World Series, and you got to go!!! You even learned how to say Go Rangers! and Go Nelly (sounded like Ne Nee). Everyone at both home games you attended adored you. Even the Cardinal fans in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;--We found out in August that you are going to be a big sister. I think you will be an amazing big sister. You are so loving and supposedly help all of the little kids at daycare do things (like walking and blowing bubbles). You just aren't too keen on sharing snack right now.&lt;br /&gt;--What I love the most about this age is that you just stop what you are doing to give me a hug or love on me. That is the best feeling in the world. You may get sassy at times and tell me 'no' very often,but even when I am mad at you--you make me smile and laugh inside. I know you are on the verge of forming sentences, and I can't wait to hear what you have to say. You've been talking up a storm for at least 6 months.  It's just that about 60% of it actually makes sense now compared to about 10% 6 months ago.  Time is going too fast. I'm excited for your baby brother or sister to be here, but that means that we will be just weeks away from your 2nd birthday.  I'm not ready for that, at all!  Your daddy and I love you more than anything in the world.  (Your daddy even loves you so much that he thinks he wants another girl --hehe... of course, we would never be disappointed with either gender... just healthy.) You bring so much joy to our lives and make each and every day so much better. Through tantrums and fits and playing outside and sharing kisses, we love it all!&lt;br /&gt;Love you so much baby Ella (and you will always be my baby),&lt;br /&gt;Mama and Dada&lt;br /&gt;(Blogpsot is being silly tonight...so pictures coming soon!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-3058306900618178217?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3058306900618178217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/11/ella-is-18-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/3058306900618178217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/3058306900618178217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/11/ella-is-18-months.html' title='Ella is 18 months!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-7415410846532309716</id><published>2011-07-07T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T13:25:57.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ella-14 months</title><content type='html'>So I know I probably won't keep up with this every month, but I thought I'd give a quick Ella update.&lt;br /&gt;-She now has 3 teeth and 3 more ready to pop through any minute!&lt;br /&gt;-She weighs just over 20 lbs and is almost 30 inches tall.  She's still a petite thing.&lt;br /&gt;-She keeps her mommy and daddy very busy! But we love every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;-I'm so proud of her for sleeping 12 hours at night and about 2 during the day.  Usually mom gets to sleep in til at least 8, sometimes 9!&lt;br /&gt;-We are in the process of building our house. Ella and Mark and I go check on it almost daily.  The apartment hasn't been too bad at all. But, we are getting really excited about the house.&lt;br /&gt;-Ella has been to a couple of Rangers games at this point.  (I need to post those pics!) She's been kinda hit or miss.  Some nights she is great and others her daddy has to take her for a stroller ride and sno cone feast.&lt;br /&gt;-Ella went on her first vacation in June.  We met Mark's family in Branson.  It was so exciting getting to introduce her to everyone.  They helped us out so much with her.  &lt;br /&gt;-She has gotten to see her baby cousin Abby a couple more times too.  She's very sweet and loves to love on her.&lt;br /&gt;-We miss Sadie a lot around her since she has been staying with Nana and Pa Pa.  We are ready to have her back!&lt;br /&gt;-Ella understands a lot of what we are saying.  Her vocabulary currently consists of lots of "Daaa Daaa", "Maaa Maaa", "uh-ohhhh", "mick" (milk), "num num" (food),  "tay Tay" (Kaley, KK), a number of animal noises and the occasional mimic of a word.&lt;br /&gt;-Ella loves to ride her car, her ladybug, read, and drag every single toy off the shelf.&lt;br /&gt;-People are constantly amazed at how much she eats.  Let's hope she has a quick metabolism.&lt;br /&gt;-Miss Ella has so much hair now.  She has the cutest little curls in the back.  However, she still won't let us put any bows or headbands in!  Arghhh.&lt;br /&gt;-The first couple of weeks of summer we took a swim class.  Ella loves the water.  She doesn't really understand the swimming or holding your breath part, but she just loves being in the water.  This makes me very happy.  I hope she likes swimming/lessons this much in the future.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you girlie.  You are the best thing about my day.  I absolutely cherish every day I have with you during the summertime.  You are such a joy.  We never get bored and always laugh and dance to Disney tunes.  These are some of the best days of my life.  Love you so much!!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-7415410846532309716?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7415410846532309716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/07/ella-14-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/7415410846532309716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/7415410846532309716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/07/ella-14-months.html' title='Ella-14 months'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-1422198642533715346</id><published>2011-05-25T20:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T20:57:57.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ella's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>It's only been a month since it passed, but I finally have a chance to share some pictures of Ella's birthday party.  It was the last shin-dig at the house on Noble Avenue.  Yes, we moved out the next day!!!  Insane.  We had great weather for her party.  Thankfully we didn't have it on Sunday since it was raining and in the 40's.  We are so happy that so many friends and family came to share Ella's birthday with us. She is such a special blessing in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella ready for cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8wAPCRlo2E/Td3H13N3m4I/AAAAAAAABRA/5wTcwk1-Z-4/s1600/ellaparty1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8wAPCRlo2E/Td3H13N3m4I/AAAAAAAABRA/5wTcwk1-Z-4/s320/ellaparty1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610860438942620546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella's Cute cake and cupcakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kdkNbRphL_I/Td3DtRB4gkI/AAAAAAAABPg/TQN8wBXiypI/s1600/ellaprt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kdkNbRphL_I/Td3DtRB4gkI/AAAAAAAABPg/TQN8wBXiypI/s320/ellaprt2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610855893206336066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana's yummy #1 Cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WXnfNEIWGto/Td3DtS8KasI/AAAAAAAABPY/BDkb07nfpRo/s1600/ellaparty3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WXnfNEIWGto/Td3DtS8KasI/AAAAAAAABPY/BDkb07nfpRo/s320/ellaparty3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610855893719214786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0te1Pb38qjY/Td3FD8esvsI/AAAAAAAABQg/nCvm8GQynsI/s1600/ellaparty14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0te1Pb38qjY/Td3FD8esvsI/AAAAAAAABQg/nCvm8GQynsI/s320/ellaparty14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610857382338674370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt KK and Uncle Casey with Ella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yJhDhCdsvXw/Td3FENaUntI/AAAAAAAABQo/2jiV8m47Icw/s1600/ellaparty134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yJhDhCdsvXw/Td3FENaUntI/AAAAAAAABQo/2jiV8m47Icw/s320/ellaparty134.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610857386883718866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Libby (5 days away from having baby Abby) and Uncle Bobby with Ella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nex7fyTFLiE/Td3E36f0S2I/AAAAAAAABQY/7WuFXlFkEpg/s1600/ellaparty12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nex7fyTFLiE/Td3E36f0S2I/AAAAAAAABQY/7WuFXlFkEpg/s320/ellaparty12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610857175648062306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella "kissing the baby" on her gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJ519HNx47I/Td3E30hli5I/AAAAAAAABQQ/mo6ALq3sZ0k/s1600/ellaparty11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJ519HNx47I/Td3E30hli5I/AAAAAAAABQQ/mo6ALq3sZ0k/s320/ellaparty11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610857174044871570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pa Pa, Mama, Ella, and Great Grandma -- 4 generations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wz-1c70Xgs/Td3E3FwC-6I/AAAAAAAABQA/Xbaqwij87Gw/s1600/ellaparty8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wz-1c70Xgs/Td3E3FwC-6I/AAAAAAAABQA/Xbaqwij87Gw/s320/ellaparty8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610857161489054626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella and her helpers eating cake-- Kingston and Mason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gf9EtqOHnq0/Td3E2-noSSI/AAAAAAAABP4/Sp1eAZZf_ZQ/s1600/ellaparty7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gf9EtqOHnq0/Td3E2-noSSI/AAAAAAAABP4/Sp1eAZZf_ZQ/s320/ellaparty7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610857159574702370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oxlXn_bdkcw/Td3DuF2dtnI/AAAAAAAABPw/A3XVRZRknXI/s1600/ellaparty6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oxlXn_bdkcw/Td3DuF2dtnI/AAAAAAAABPw/A3XVRZRknXI/s320/ellaparty6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610855907385521778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella and all of her grandparents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wRRbX9Cf0w0/Td3DtyaV9YI/AAAAAAAABPo/ssXmffCfE2A/s1600/ellaparty5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wRRbX9Cf0w0/Td3DtyaV9YI/AAAAAAAABPo/ssXmffCfE2A/s320/ellaparty5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610855902167299458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding her new toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CCi6OS3PuSU/Td3OhJzA_-I/AAAAAAAABRI/lXK7LwmU1uQ/s1600/353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CCi6OS3PuSU/Td3OhJzA_-I/AAAAAAAABRI/lXK7LwmU1uQ/s320/353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610867779734405090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man...what a party! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dy4v96-MYYY/Td3OhrMLIsI/AAAAAAAABRQ/kerKKZbXRjM/s1600/382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dy4v96-MYYY/Td3OhrMLIsI/AAAAAAAABRQ/kerKKZbXRjM/s320/382.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610867788698297026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-1422198642533715346?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1422198642533715346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/05/ellas-birthday-party.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/1422198642533715346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/1422198642533715346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/05/ellas-birthday-party.html' title='Ella&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8wAPCRlo2E/Td3H13N3m4I/AAAAAAAABRA/5wTcwk1-Z-4/s72-c/ellaparty1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-8677123399467901751</id><published>2011-05-07T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T20:50:31.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ella Kerrington is ONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S7PeTXz1Uz4/TcYS06qZdWI/AAAAAAAABPI/pF-CH_imrAc/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S7PeTXz1Uz4/TcYS06qZdWI/AAAAAAAABPI/pF-CH_imrAc/s320/012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604187486618744162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella posing for her picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1kClu_sCFz4/TcYS0d4MFBI/AAAAAAAABPA/7TdTiPdUAw0/s1600/392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1kClu_sCFz4/TcYS0d4MFBI/AAAAAAAABPA/7TdTiPdUAw0/s320/392.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604187478891959314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella on her true one year birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella Kerrington, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago, I got up and went to work like normal.  That morning, I just felt like you weren't moving around quite as much. I called the doctor and they had me go in early for my appointment.  By 6 pm I was in the delivery room and by 10:37 I had a beautiful baby girl.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never could have imagined just how much my life would change in 365 days.  A very quick year it was.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved you from the minute I knew you were inside of me.  I have never prayed so hard for anything in my life.  What's really interesting to me, is that I love you so much more every day.  I have loved every single stage of your life.  The newborn days are sweet but very stressful.  The days when you start using your body and sitting up are new and exciting.  But now that you are walking and talking and giggling and screaming; I am just in awe of you.  I love the little person that you are becoming.  I'm so excited to see what the next year brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month you have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Had your first major boo boo.  Your poor daddy didn't know you were behind him, and he turned around really fast and you fell to the ground. When you looked up, there were a few drops of blood trickling down your face.  It was one of the worst and most helpless feelings I have ever had. Your top lip was busted.  You cried pretty hard, but you were tough and never knew it happened in the days to come. I absolutely hated seeing you that way, but I know there is more to come-that's just life.&lt;br /&gt;-You now have 2 teeth!  I can see at least four top ones ready to pop through your gums any day.  &lt;br /&gt;-Just two teeth doesn't stop you from eating everything!  There is only one thing you won't touch...peas!  You hate them.  You'll eat anything else I put in front of you though.  Avocado, turkey sausage, bread, and carrots are some of your favorites!&lt;br /&gt;-You have started drinking a little whole milk in your bottles too.  You seem to really like that. &lt;br /&gt;-You have a somewhat deafening new habit...Screaming. Not screaming like you are in pain or you are hungry.  Screaming as if you just want us to look at you or want our attention.  Once we look at you, you simply stop.  Such a stinker!&lt;br /&gt;-You are also becoming a climber.  I picked you up from daycare a week or so ago and Miss Amy said that you had crawled into a chair, and you climbed into 2 different swings (and stood up "surfing" in one of them) that day.  Yikes...&lt;br /&gt;- You are pretty much running these days.  You've been walking for almost 3 months now, so you are pretty quick.&lt;br /&gt;-Flips.  You love it when we make you do flips.  You'll put your head down and look for me to flip you over.  Little gymnast in the making?&lt;br /&gt;-You celebrated your first Easter.  We let you hunt in the backyard.  You didn't quite get it because once you opened an egg and saw your puffs, you just wanted to sit in the grass and eat them.&lt;br /&gt;-You attended your first Texas Rangers game. You did really well for most of the game.  You got a little antsy and sleepy toward the end, but all in all you were a very good girl.  You sat there looking at all of the people behind you.  You just love people.&lt;br /&gt;-You have a wave that just cracks up everyone that sees it. It's your "beauty queen" wave.  That is what every single person that sees it calls it.  You love waving at people and getting reactions from them.  You are very much a people person.  Everyone that sees you always comments on how happy, and how friendly, and cute you are.  I agree! :)&lt;br /&gt;-You had your one year birthday party with a few friends and family.  Your aunts and uncles and grandparents were all there.  A few of your baby friends and their mommmies and daddies made it too.  I will be posting a separate post for your party.  There are so many cute pictures that I don't know where to start!&lt;br /&gt;-We moved this past month.  It was a little bittersweet.  I am so glad that we were lucky enough to find some wonderful buyers that were looking for something like we had, but I'm sad because of the memories that we made there.  However, I am looking forward to our new house being ready!  We moved out the day after your party. The weather was raining and in the 40s.  Nana and PaPa and Grandma all helped us.  Thank goodness your PaPa came up to help your daddy the week before your party.  We are so thankful that he was able to take off work for a week and help.  It saved us some money, but it also helped your daddy a lot!  We are in an apartment for a couple of months.  So far, it's not so bad.  It's pretty cozy.  We are able to keep up with you a lot better.  There aren't near as many places for you to go. We are just loving each other a lot more cloesly in this 780 sq. feet apartment. ;) The only negative part is that Sadie is living with Nana and Papa.  We miss her a lot!  &lt;br /&gt;-On your actual birthday we had a pretty low-key night.  We just walked to the park and you played on the playground and swings.  You just love to swing.&lt;br /&gt;-The most current event that happened the day after your birth day was the birth of your first cousin, Abby.  Your Aunt Libby had her on May 4--your daddy's birthday. There is a 9 hour period between May 3 and 4 where our family celebrated three birthdays.  It's a happy time.  I got to go see her a couple hours after she was born.  She was so tiny and sweet.  I think you are going to just love on her like crazy once you are able to do so.  My hope for you two is that you are the best of friends.  And even though fights and squabbles are inevitable, that you will give hugs and tell secrets at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Miss Ella, I really can't believe that you are a year old.  You are just incredible.  I can't even begin to tell you how much you have changed me for the better.  I love you more than anything in the world, and that keeps getting stronger and stronger as I get to know you more and more.  I can't wait to see what happens in the next year.  You are literally the light of my life.  You make every day so much sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots and lots of love!&lt;br /&gt;Maaa Maaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You started this today...when you want me to give you some puffs and I won't hold out my hand for you to put the container in, you pick up my hand and place the container in it. You'll just jerk my arm right out from what's it underneath.  It reminds me of when Sadie wants me to scratch her head, but I just have my hand laying there.  She roots her hand under my hand to that I'll be forced to scratch her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-8677123399467901751?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8677123399467901751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/05/ella-kerrington-is-one.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/8677123399467901751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/8677123399467901751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/05/ella-kerrington-is-one.html' title='Ella Kerrington is ONE!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S7PeTXz1Uz4/TcYS06qZdWI/AAAAAAAABPI/pF-CH_imrAc/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-5273897894284305146</id><published>2011-05-03T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T21:21:28.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunt Tay Kay's Birthday Post</title><content type='html'>This will have to do until I have a chance to write one.  It's so sweet.  My sister is the best aunt any kid could dream of!  :)  Love you, Kaley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://kaleyandcasey.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-1st-birthday-ella-kerrington.html?spref=fb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-5273897894284305146?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5273897894284305146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/05/aunt-tay-kays-birthday-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/5273897894284305146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/5273897894284305146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/05/aunt-tay-kays-birthday-post.html' title='Aunt Tay Kay&apos;s Birthday Post'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-2310122466471426528</id><published>2011-04-10T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T20:21:07.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, that MOUTH of yours...</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm not referring to my mouth.  And I am only partially referring to my child's mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mouth Incident 1: Ella got her first tooth last week!  I would love to say that I have a picture, but she will not leave her mouth open long enough for me to snap it.  I am so glad she doesn't have the "No Tooth Disease" like her daddy was worried about.  Now he keeps telling her that she has something worse... "The One Tooth Disease".  Hehe.  I am quite certain the other one is coming any day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mouth Incident 2: Ella was bitten at day care last week.  When I walked in the young lady (young, like 19) said, "Ella had an accident today...".  The rest of what I heard was like Charlie Brown's teacher until I heard the word "bite".  I assumed Ella bit someone because she was so proud she finally had teeth like everyone else.  But I quickly read the note I had to sign, and it said that she was bitten.  It also said she was very brave and didn't cry.  She really only cries when she's tired or hungry, so that wasn't shocking.  It didn't really bother me.  I can't get mad.  There is a strong chance she'll will be the biter at some point.  So her daddy said we had to pick out an outfit for tomorrow that didn't make her look as tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mouth Incident 3:  There are times when I'm surprised she's my child.  This is one of those.  About 3 out of 5 days last week, her day care ladies circled that she was "happy" and "talkative".  She skips naps to sit in her bed and talk to herself. This is where I swear that some how she is part Kaley.  Chatterboxes...  Ella is very daring though, and surprisingly that is much like me at her age.  I was swinging from chandaliers, eating berries, pumping off of dishwasher doors.  I've become so much more tame in my old age.  Maybe she'll spare me. :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Aunt Tay Tay... here are so pictures that she and Nana had taken over Spring Break.  They are so precious.  Forgive my picture of picture taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pt203HBNMa8/TaJygSHb79I/AAAAAAAABOw/iWLaIGrj_xs/s1600/sb1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pt203HBNMa8/TaJygSHb79I/AAAAAAAABOw/iWLaIGrj_xs/s320/sb1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594159586091986898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CSUysaMGgBA/TaJygVgj4_I/AAAAAAAABO4/RrlCIClMxNc/s1600/sb3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CSUysaMGgBA/TaJygVgj4_I/AAAAAAAABO4/RrlCIClMxNc/s320/sb3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594159587002672114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This outfit is so cute.  It says "My Auntie is my BFF" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AQbxeHprTwM/TaJygBrbCWI/AAAAAAAABOo/wPGuAGkvT74/s1600/sb2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AQbxeHprTwM/TaJygBrbCWI/AAAAAAAABOo/wPGuAGkvT74/s320/sb2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594159581679520098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-2310122466471426528?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2310122466471426528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-that-mouth-of-yours.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/2310122466471426528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/2310122466471426528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-that-mouth-of-yours.html' title='Oh, that MOUTH of yours...'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pt203HBNMa8/TaJygSHb79I/AAAAAAAABOw/iWLaIGrj_xs/s72-c/sb1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-1450171573836723840</id><published>2011-04-05T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T20:27:49.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eleven Months!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NvTroUI6BsY/TaJqc_a1YzI/AAAAAAAABOY/7LgGvNO6FwA/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NvTroUI6BsY/TaJqc_a1YzI/AAAAAAAABOY/7LgGvNO6FwA/s320/043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594150733440443186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sittin' Pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-azOC5q-1n2o/TaJqslHTMaI/AAAAAAAABOg/_MibEbLhclQ/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-azOC5q-1n2o/TaJqslHTMaI/AAAAAAAABOg/_MibEbLhclQ/s320/029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594151001257095586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, Mom.  You know I hate bows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella,&lt;br /&gt;Oh my my my...where has the time gone?  You are growing into such a crazy little toot.  You have tons and tons of personality, and you're always on the go.  But, that doesn't keep you from stopping to give kisses (especially yourself).  I am so thankful to be your mommy for the past 11 months, but time could really slow down.  Seriously... how is it already April??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You weigh 19 lbs!  You gained about 1.5 lbs in about 2 weeks over Spring Break.&lt;br /&gt;-I attribute the above weight gain to the french fries that your Nana and Aunt KK fed you over Spring Break while Mommy and Daddy were in NOLA.&lt;br /&gt;-We had fun in NOLA, but I missed you like crazy.  I'm pretty sure your daddy did too.  We were pretty ready to come home by Friday.  &lt;br /&gt;-You have mastered walking.  You rarely fall down.  You pretty much run from place to place.  No one can believe how good you're doing.  Even the dr.'s office was surprised at your walking.  &lt;br /&gt;-You like to try to say "hi", "bye bye", "Yummy", "Sadie", "ducky"&lt;br /&gt;-You can say "Num num", "Da Da", "Ma Ma", almost "Thank you" &lt;br /&gt;-My absolute favorite thing you do right now is when you kiss something.  You just lean over it with your mouth slightly open and go "mmmmmmmm".  &lt;br /&gt;-But when Mommy and Daddy want kisses you turn your head.  Sadie gets all the kisses she wants.&lt;br /&gt;-Your favorite thing to kiss--your own reflection!  You are pretty cute.  Don't blame you.&lt;br /&gt;-We sold our house this month.  It went on the market and sold days later.  I'm still shocked and keep feeling like something is going to happen.  We don't move out for a couple of more weeks. I am excited about our future with our big new yard, but I am a little sad.  This is the place where I fixed up your nursery, brought you home from the hospital, and had many more firsts.  It's a little bittersweet.&lt;br /&gt;-We've spent a lot of time working on our new house.  You've been such an angel.  There were times when you could've had complete meltdowns, but you did really well.  Lots of people comment about how happy you are.  :)&lt;br /&gt;-You regularly have a melt down when I make you come in from outside.  You love being outdoors.  You'll even walk over to your stroller and look at me like "well, let's go."&lt;br /&gt;-I feel like every time I go to the store people are just staring at you and trying to interact with you.  I'm quite sure every mom feels this way, but I'm going to pretend in my head that I'm the only one.  Hehe.  You are just so special.&lt;br /&gt;-I think you are really smart.  You figure things out so quickly.  You know how to turn things on and off, you understand how things work, etc.  It's pretty amazing to watch your brain work.&lt;br /&gt;-You love to drink out of a big cup with straw.  You are actually really good at it too.&lt;br /&gt;-You will eat pretty much anything.  Some favorites are avocado, pears, chicken breast, butter toast, bananas, puffs, etc.&lt;br /&gt;-We had a shower for your new cousin this past weekend.  We were there for 4 hours.  And you did soooo good!  And ate some new things. And met some new friends. &lt;br /&gt;-You love other kids.  It doesn't matter if you see one in Target, in the neighborhood, a restaurant, or just a picture.  You get so excited and start squealing and waving.&lt;br /&gt;-You are pretty big flirt.  You talk to people and wave at them.  Then when they start to talk to you, you bury your face in my shoulder.  But you quickly go back to interacting.  It's so sweet when you turn to me for a little comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep adding as I remember.  I can't wait for your birthday party at the end of the month. Even though we will have an empty house, there will be lots and lots of love and family and friends to fill it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I love you more than ANYTHING. You have so much personality. You are a little stinker. My life is definitely not the same, but it's definitely better with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMMMM...Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-1450171573836723840?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1450171573836723840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/04/eleven-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/1450171573836723840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/1450171573836723840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/04/eleven-months.html' title='Eleven Months!?!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NvTroUI6BsY/TaJqc_a1YzI/AAAAAAAABOY/7LgGvNO6FwA/s72-c/043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-775448243887134690</id><published>2011-03-20T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T13:38:28.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 10 Months, Ella!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5uJLD0FEgUY/TYZkE-Pp_iI/AAAAAAAABOQ/i0TfJ63Z7xI/s1600/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5uJLD0FEgUY/TYZkE-Pp_iI/AAAAAAAABOQ/i0TfJ63Z7xI/s320/118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586262424390598178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KarG1rhcU0Q/TYZkEsmo9bI/AAAAAAAABOI/7ErcTtf5PwA/s1600/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KarG1rhcU0Q/TYZkEsmo9bI/AAAAAAAABOI/7ErcTtf5PwA/s320/110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586262419655161266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had this written for 2 weeks, but I just now had a chance to add pictures.  Can't wait for the 11 month to talk about my crazy little girl!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I am getting a late start on this blog.  It's been a very hectic past couple of weeks.  You have had a huge accomplishment this month--YOU WALKED.  I'll get more into that later.  You love just stolling around the hosue with a toy or sippy cup in your hand.  You are also just the sweetest baby ever.  I'm not just saying that because I'm your mommy.  People are always telling me how good of a baby you are.  Can you believe that in 2 months you will be a year!  Can I still call you my little baby then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You are Walking! Everywhere! It happened about 3 or 4 days before hitting nine months. There's no stopping you now. You still stumble from time to time but it's definitely your preferred method of transportation.  You like to walk with something in your hands.  At daycare they said you always carry around a stuffed lion.  I think you've laid claim on him.  At home, it's a sippy cup or plastic blocks.  If I leave the pantry open, it's coffee pods.  &lt;br /&gt;&gt; You are eating adult foods. You pretty much eat what we eat now. It is so easy. We just strip you down and put you in your high chair.  You have been eating cooked carrots, peas, greens beans.  You love bananas and avocado. Those just make a bigger mess!  Also you loooove the peach Gerber snacks.  They are pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You got to attend some 5A boys' basketball playoffs. Even though we lost, you loved cheering them on.  You did not like when the 4th quarters got really loud and crazy though.  We had to go stand in the foyer.  &lt;br /&gt;&gt;At the beginning of this month, you got to experience even more snow.  I was home with you those days.  Oh...how wonderful they were!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;You seem to be sleeping well at night.  I'll probably jinx myself, but you haven't been waking up too much here lately.  That's nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I am guessing that your weight in around 17lbs and your height is around 28''.  You are still a tiny girl.  I'm not sure but those are probably around the 10% mark.  You look so big until I see you at daycare up against those other babies.  Then you're my little shrimp again. &lt;br /&gt;&gt; Sadie recently came home with a pretty short hair cut, and you thought it was hilarious.  You just started laughing your head off when you saw her.  She does look silly.  You still love to pull on her ears!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Your daddy had allergies a couple of weeks ago.  When he would blow his nose you would mimic the sound with your mouth with the most serious look on your face.  I think I'll have to capture it on video because it was like you wanted to be making the nose blowing noise too!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You laugh when you toot.  The other morning you were taking a bottle. Your daddy said you sat up, looked around, let out a manly trucker too, and then you started to laugh hysterically.  It's like it's in the human DNA to laugh at gas.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You love being outside and barefoot-like me! It's so soothing, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You are finally taking a sippy cup!  Yay! I don't know how much you actually drink, but at least you are trying!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You still have no teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much Miss Ella.  I am leaving you next week for a vacation in New Orleans with your dad.  I'm having a really hard time with it.  I seriously do not want to go and leave you. I know we'll have a good time, but I am going to miss you a ton!!!!  HOpefully I'll have a good report on that for the 11 month blog...oh goodness, that sounds OLD.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Mommy (which you say all the time now!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-775448243887134690?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/775448243887134690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-10-months-ella.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/775448243887134690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/775448243887134690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-10-months-ella.html' title='Happy 10 Months, Ella!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5uJLD0FEgUY/TYZkE-Pp_iI/AAAAAAAABOQ/i0TfJ63Z7xI/s72-c/118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-2883750183505326262</id><published>2011-02-14T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T10:44:26.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Emotions...</title><content type='html'>I'm spending my lunch half hour blogging instead of grading or planning.  A girl needs a break, especially after last night/this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor mini Valentine has another cough.  She was waking up all night long.  I finally decided to go in and give her a little snack in the wee hours.  I hoped that would keep her happy and asleep until I woke up at 5:45.  About 3:45 I go into her room because she is squealing and hacking.  We eat and rock for a little bit, then the cough turns into a GAG.  She pukes all over us both.  I wipe her up and change her jammies.  Then I abandon my Valentine in her crib, hop in the shower, and change clothes.  She's still crying by the time I get out.  It's now 4:30.  We lay on the couch.  Throw up a little more on mommy. We go back to rocking.  Throw up all down mommy's shirt. Thank goodness she missed herself this time.  Some where in there she decided she wanted to play with her stuffed animals and read a few books.  I just kept rocking in silence while she chatted to me and grabbed my face.  Little did she know, I had the biggest grin on my face.  I think parents have this secret grin on their faces a lot when they have children under the age of 9 or 10. I was so tired, but I loved holding her so much.  The emotions of love on this Valentine's Day were just so contradictory but so wonderful.  I wanted to start a tradition on Valentine's Day that we could always carry on with our kids until they started going out on dates. (ugh, the thought) This is not the tradition I had in mind.  So, Miss Ella, we will not have vomit slumber parties every Valentine's Day Eve.  We're having heart shaped pancakes for dinner...that's more of what I was thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...&lt;br /&gt;Mark and I have been dating for 9 NINE 9!! years today.  Wow...things have changed but are still so similar.  John Mayer's old school song "comfortable and so broken in" describes us well. We were always this way though.  We just work.  He's an awesome daddy.  I love him more today than I did yesterday (cliche, yes; true, yes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love to everyone today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-2883750183505326262?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2883750183505326262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/02/sweet-emotions.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/2883750183505326262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/2883750183505326262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/02/sweet-emotions.html' title='Sweet Emotions...'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-1274062511496381843</id><published>2011-02-03T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T18:30:44.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 months, wow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TUtizwDzpjI/AAAAAAAABNI/Lxm7w-IQThw/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TUtizwDzpjI/AAAAAAAABNI/Lxm7w-IQThw/s320/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569654005387470386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Mommy's sweet little Lovebird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TUti1WQta6I/AAAAAAAABNY/RScpCFM5S1E/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TUti1WQta6I/AAAAAAAABNY/RScpCFM5S1E/s320/043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569654032822004642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bath Time with Da Da...the only thing that would cheer her up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TUti04tHSRI/AAAAAAAABNQ/rtdOF4cjEfE/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TUti04tHSRI/AAAAAAAABNQ/rtdOF4cjEfE/s320/034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569654024888076562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, there are more of these than happy ones.  I'll retry the 9 month pictures another day. She just isn't feeling great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems so odd to me that you carry a baby for 9 months, and it seems to take FOREVER. But, then their first 9 months of life FLY BY. Wow, this has been a fast 9 months. Way too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to stay home with you on your 9 month birthday! We have had some snow days this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was rocking you for your nap an hour or so ago, I just stared at your beautiful face. I mean, really...can you get any more perfect?? I hope this doesn't sound conceited but when I look at you sleep, I see me all over your face. Yes, you look like your daddy when you laugh or when you're being mischievous. But, when you are sleeping or serious, you look exactly like me. I just sat there looking at your perfect lips, your thick eyebrows, your long eyelashes, and your button nose (that is the carbon copy of mine). I am so blessed to have such a wonderful child. I can already tell that you will be a great kid. I think you'll have your fair share of tantrums, those have already started to some degree, but I also think you will have a very tender side. Sounds kinda like your parents. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month you have...&lt;br /&gt;-Started showing a lot of interest in Sadie's toys. You love her ropes, and you have even chewed on some of her old toys she's longer interested in. Yes, I sanitized them before they went in your mouth! You really just kinda hold it up to your mouth, then you look at me with your mischievous glare.&lt;br /&gt;-Therefore, Sadie has chewed up toys that belong to you. Not too many. A few pacifiers, a toy block. I guess it's retribution.&lt;br /&gt;-Have started scaling walls. You will literally try to climb up the walls on the bar or in the living room. You also try to crawl into everything! Including the basket under the jogging stroller. Oh my!&lt;br /&gt;-Crawling from room to room. You will start in the living room, crawl to our bedroom, our bathroom. Or you will crawl into the kitchen, through the baby gate (we have to remember to close it all the time now), down the hall, into the bathroom. You're a mover.&lt;br /&gt;-Have fallen in love with your bath toys. You LOVE Squido (the octopus) and Mr. Crabby (the crab), and Fish Fish (the fish). You just look at them and start dying out laughing.  Let's not forget Ducky!&lt;br /&gt;-Speaking of laughing, your laugh is so funny! Your daddy is a little jealous that Kingston has such a great laugh and that yours is so goofy. You stick out your tongue and smile and kind of pant. I think it's hysterical.&lt;br /&gt;-You have become an expert clapper. You even say "YAAAAAY". I think you even are starting to say "YAAAAY, Ella" like we do. The best part is if the TV is on a sport or even the Golden Globes, per se, you start clapping and saying "YAAAY". It is so sweet. We were just talking one night and all of the sudden you started clapping. I looked at the TV that was turned down really low and you were clapping for the basketball team like the coach was. :)&lt;br /&gt;-I think you are starting to branch out with your speech. You've been saying just "Da Da" for far too long. I think you have also repeated "Duck" and "Thank You". &lt;br /&gt;-I have been hoping you would say "MA MA" some time soon, but you never did. You did keep saying "Ba Ba". I thought maybe you were just saying "Da Da" funny. However, one day when I was particularly adamant about you saying "Ma Ma", I realized that every time I said it, you would say "Ba Ba". Then I realized...that's me! She's calling me Ba Ba! I'm okay with that. &lt;br /&gt;-You have now seen snow twice! Once was at the beginning of the month and the other time was this week. Mommy has gotten to stay home with you for 3 days. And I LOVE IT! However, there are no pictures of you in this snow yet.  It's way too cold with below zero wind chills.&lt;br /&gt;-You still have no teeth. I'm not worried though.&lt;br /&gt;-You still have no desire to walk. You will stand all day. You can crawl fast and furiously, but you are not interested in taking steps at all. I'm totally okay with this. I can barely keep up with you the way it is. We do practice walking every day though.&lt;br /&gt;-Twice we've been in the car while you were crying and these two artists have cheered you up and made you "sing", Kesha and Sara Barelleis. Let's stick with Sara!&lt;br /&gt;-You are finally in 6-9 months clothes. Some of it even seems a little snug. Most of it fits perfectly though.&lt;br /&gt;-You had a bout with RSV this month. It wasn't too bad, and you didn't need breathing treatments. Amen! But you did have an ear infection which I think is still lingering.&lt;br /&gt;-You pretty much hate shoes. You will rip them off at a moment's notice. I guess it saves me money.&lt;br /&gt;-I can't remember if I have written this before, but the way you ride in your stroller is so hilarious. You prop your feet up on the tray in front of you and just sprawl out. Even at day care, they have a 4 seat stroller, and you were just riding around in one of the back seats with your feet propped up on the seat in front of you. I'm sure that sweet little boy loved your feet near him. ;)&lt;br /&gt;-A little kudos for Mommy... I am still nursing you. You only have about 6 ounces of formula a day. Not that formula is bad, but it is expensive and I love bonding with you! Mommy has also lost 50 lbs! Woo hoo! I guess I should'nt have gained 45 lbs when I was pregnant with you! :P&lt;br /&gt;-You got a big girl car seat this past weekend, but we really haven't been able to try it out too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you how much you weigh yet or how long you are because we had to reschedule your appointment because of the weather. You are supposed to go in on Friday. I hope you can because I'm a little worried you might still have an ear infection. My guess is that you weigh 16 lbs 14 oz and are around 27 inches long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, you never cease to amaze me. You are such a toot some of the time, but then so sweet and gentle other times. I love your dynamic personality, even if you throw a fit when I tell you not to pull Sadie's ears. You are the best surprise I have ever been given. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU MORE!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy XOXO (Happy Valentine's Day, almost)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-1274062511496381843?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1274062511496381843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/02/9-months-wow.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/1274062511496381843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/1274062511496381843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/02/9-months-wow.html' title='9 months, wow!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TUtizwDzpjI/AAAAAAAABNI/Lxm7w-IQThw/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-7790688796625619383</id><published>2011-01-14T14:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T14:46:23.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lesson learned...</title><content type='html'>Well, my 4th period Pre-AP English II class has FINALLY come to an end.  These kiddos truly tested my patience, more than any before at least.  I did love them, like I do all of my students, just not all 30 of them in the same room...after football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the students finished their final exam on Friday, I asked them to write a short essay telling me what they learned this year.  It didn't have to be about literature; it could be any lesson at all.  I thought I was setting myself up for some "nothing", "umm, I couldn't hear you over Johnny sitting next to me", etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few said literary terms, some said rhetorical devices, but the overwhelming majority said they learned "not to be ignorant and to be more open minded".  WHOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.  Okay--so if they follow this logic or not at a mere age of 16, that is a different story.  The fact that they were actually listening (they could have fooled me) is enough to make my heart go pitter-patter.  &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite quote is by Malcolm Forbes, "Education's purpose is to replace an empty mind with an open one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving onto senior English on Tuesday.  While I am very excited for the upcoming semester, I will truly miss the growth of sophomores (aka: Wise Fools--it's fitting!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-7790688796625619383?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7790688796625619383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/01/lesson-learned.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/7790688796625619383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/7790688796625619383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/01/lesson-learned.html' title='A lesson learned...'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-8924898757678523982</id><published>2011-01-03T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T19:19:54.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TSPi-X2E-ZI/AAAAAAAABMo/kg7aui1nHx4/s1600/209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TSPi-X2E-ZI/AAAAAAAABMo/kg7aui1nHx4/s320/209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558535926285924754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I have tons of other pictures to share.  I'll try to upload some Christmas ones another night.  The blogger keeps timing out on me. Someone remind me if they aren't up in a week.  This working mommy thing is busy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Ella,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2011!  We've started if off right.  We've had a month full of excitement.  You are becoming more... what's the word... mobile!  You are growing, moving, and learning so fast these days.  I am amazed by you on a daily basis.  Here's what you've been up to lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas: Your Christmas started at your Gammy and G-Pa's lakehouse the weekend before Christmas.  You had the most fun with a paper cup!  You still play with it constantly.  You of course got lots of fun gifts, but you slept on your G-Pa's lap through much of the gift opening.  We then opened gifts at our house on the Wednesday night before Christmas before taking off for Hamilton.  In Hamilton, you again were pretty sleepy through gift giving and slept in Pa Pa's lap, but you still made a haul.  You have a ton of toys.  However, the plastic water bottle and gift bag were your favorite.  It's the small things...  We had so much fun both places.  You and I even stayed in Hamilton for an extra few days.  What fun we had doing nothing with Aunt KK, Nana, and Pa Pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Grohmann:  The Monday after our Jenkins Christmas, we found out that you are having baby GIRL cousin!  We just can't wait for you two to wear matching outfits.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crawling:  You are on the move!  You can crawl soooo fast.  If I can figure out how (I just got a new iPhone and can take video finally), I'll post a video of you crawling.  You love to make your way onto the tile floor.  I caught you hovering over the dog bowl last night, and you are becoming fascinated with the dog door.  That Sadie, she's an enigma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babyproofing:  It's time to start babyproofing! I've covered outlets, but I think I'm going to have to get some further baby proofing goods this weekend.  You're too quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing:  Over the past couple of weeks you have stood by yourself.  I'm sure it was for a collective 30 seconds, but you still stood.  You get to playing with your toys and let go of the chair or basket.  You have stood for about 5 seconds then you gently fall on your bottom.  I also saw you pull yourself from a sitting to standing position a couple of times.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illness:  I had to take you to the doctor while we were in Hamilton.  You have had a cough and runny nose for months.  Your eye became infected in Hamilton though.  It looked pretty rough.  Dr. Craig thinks you probably just wiped some snot in it.  Yuck... we got some antibiotics anyway.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight/height: While we were at the doctor they measured and weighed you.  You were 26 inches long and just at 16 lbs.  My little gymnast!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teeth: You have NONE!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words:  You are talking more and more.  No true words yet, but silly sounds.  Along with saying "Da Da" you added "K K" to your repertoire.  However, it comes out "Tay Tay".  Cuuute.  No "Ma Ma" yet though.  It'll come.  Your dad is afraid that you don't know your name and according to "the books", you should know it by 6 months.  I think you know it, but you are ignoring him.  Actually, I'm quite sure of it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gertrude:  I've tried an endless number of times to catch it on video.  Hopefully I can soon.  But you have this face that I refer to as "Gertrude" (not to offend any Gertrudes out there).  You start smacking your lips together like you have misplaced your dentures.  You do it when you see us eating or drinking.  It's hysterical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waving:  This month you learned how to wave.  It's precious, of course.  You simply cup your hand back toward you and start squeezing it.  It's okay that it is the wrong direction.  That makes it cuter.  You do it when you see someone for the first time that day.  What an awesome thing to walk in and see you do most mornings.  You don't quite understand that it means "bye" too though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giggling: You can really get to giggling.  Especially when your daddy asks you if you want to "ride Sadie".  He'll hold you up to Sadie and you just laugh your head off.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved Santa:  You met Santa Claus a couple of weeks before Christmas. You loved him.  You just sat and smiled at him and the camera.  You are so friendly.  I hope we get that lucky next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends at daycare:  You have the sweetest little friends at daycare.  You were moved to the next class where you are the youngest by a couple of months. They just couldn't keep up with you in the other class anymore.  You are in this class with some real characters.  I have heard rumors that you another little girl are teaching the others how to climb toys and the toy shelves. Is this true, Missy?  And there's a certain little boy that's rumored to follow you around all day.  He even tried to climb in your carseat with you today when I was picking you up.  And it begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella, I love you so much.  Oh, you are getting lots more hair too (just thought I'd throw that in).  I still get that surreal feeling when I think that you are actually mine...just seems so magical.  You are so loved by your family including grandparents and aunts and uncles.  We all adore you and have such high hopes for you.  Your energy level is exhausting and exciting.  You are always on the go, but you are keeping your mommy on her toes.  I love it/you!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-8924898757678523982?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8924898757678523982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/01/eight.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/8924898757678523982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/8924898757678523982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/01/eight.html' title='Eight!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TSPi-X2E-ZI/AAAAAAAABMo/kg7aui1nHx4/s72-c/209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-1158439398292873580</id><published>2011-01-02T19:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T20:04:32.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Survey (Kaley, you never thought I'd do it, huh?)</title><content type='html'>2010 Survey... something fun to remember the year!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1. What did you do in 2010 that you had never done before?&lt;br /&gt;Became a mother! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you keep your New Year's Resolutions and will you make more for next year?&lt;br /&gt;I no longer make them.  However, I think last year's was to pray more. Think I did an ok job with it. There's always room for improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;br /&gt;Me, and quite a few friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die?&lt;br /&gt;A childhood friend.  RIP, Blake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What places have you visited?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go anywhere, but Hamilton, La Grange, and the lake.  Did I?  Don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What would you like to have in 2011 that you lacked in 2010?&lt;br /&gt;2010 was the best year of my life.  I guess more quality time with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What date from 2010 will remain etched in your memory and why?&lt;br /&gt;May 3, 2010.  Most amazing day, ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was your biggest achievement this year?&lt;br /&gt;Taking care of my family. Wow, what an incredible yet difficult feat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing noteworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What was the best thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;Pacifiers?! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Where did most of your money go?&lt;br /&gt;Dr. bills. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What song will always remind you of 2010?&lt;br /&gt;anything lady gaga. she had a big year. (I agree with KK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What do you wish you would have done more of?&lt;br /&gt;Snuggle time with Ella.  Can I do more of that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you wish you would have done less of?&lt;br /&gt;Worried less...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What was your favorite TV program?&lt;br /&gt;Desperate Housewives of.... makes me feel sooooo boring and normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the best book you read this year?&lt;br /&gt;What to Expect and a nursing book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What was your favorite film of the year?&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the only things I saw was Eclipse.  It was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What did you do on your birthday and how old were you?&lt;br /&gt;I turned 28!  I spent it with Miss Ella.  Mark was in San Fran. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty annoyed with anything healthcare related.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Who was the best new person you met?&lt;br /&gt;Ella Kerrington Jenkins.  AKA, best thing that ever happened to us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-1158439398292873580?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1158439398292873580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-survey-kaley-you-never-thought-id.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/1158439398292873580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/1158439398292873580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-survey-kaley-you-never-thought-id.html' title='2010 Survey (Kaley, you never thought I&apos;d do it, huh?)'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-3543045608765443300</id><published>2010-12-06T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T18:19:51.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 months ?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TP2VppPAMHI/AAAAAAAABLs/U-X4gJT-wi8/s1600/DSC_0113-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TP2VppPAMHI/AAAAAAAABLs/U-X4gJT-wi8/s320/DSC_0113-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547754858666274930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TP2VpAKY4zI/AAAAAAAABLk/BSHn-EcF9b4/s1600/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TP2VpAKY4zI/AAAAAAAABLk/BSHn-EcF9b4/s320/068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547754847641068338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TP2VokPBu1I/AAAAAAAABLc/Pa5wbAIRKUw/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TP2VokPBu1I/AAAAAAAABLc/Pa5wbAIRKUw/s320/028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547754840144329554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TP2VoblR6EI/AAAAAAAABLU/yihA3OaDwmc/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TP2VoblR6EI/AAAAAAAABLU/yihA3OaDwmc/s320/009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547754837821745218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ells...(no, not a typo, just another nickname), &lt;br /&gt;7 months sounds soooo old.  You are actually 7 months and 3 days today.  Sorry, Mommy had a busy weekend.  Here's what you've been up to you crazy little spider monkey.  &lt;br /&gt;--At the doctor the other day you weight 15lbs and 7 oz. Still a tiny thing. I took you back to the doctor because you've had a cough on and off for a couple of months. The doctors basically say there is nothing to do about it, and because you are in daycare you will probably get a new cough as soon as you are over your current one.&lt;br /&gt;--You have began talking, so to speak.  I'm not totally sure if you are trying to get your Daddy's attention or if you are trying to say Sadie.  But it comes out as "Da Da Da"... actually started this late into your 6 month.&lt;br /&gt;--Since you turned 6 months and well into this month you've been sleeping a lot better.  If I have to feed you at all anymore, it's usually a quick feed around midnight and you are out until we have to wake you up (6:30 usually.  But Daddy said you slept til 8:15 the other day! Wow!). Would be great if you could keep this up! &lt;br /&gt;--You are now crawling pretty effeciently but with you right leg straight.  You're so silly.&lt;br /&gt;--We have walked into your room here lately to find you standing up in your bed (see picture).  Makes Mommy and Daddy nervous!&lt;br /&gt;--You don't just pull up in your bed.  You also are pulling up on furniture, like the couch.&lt;br /&gt;--You celebrated your first Thanksgiving. You absolutely hated the turkey.  I probably would too.  It didn't smell too appetizing. (see picture)&lt;br /&gt;--Daddy makes most of your food.  He's a gourmet baby food chef.&lt;br /&gt;--You've had a bout with constipation.  You have had to eat lots of nasty ol' prunes.  I'm sure you'll love this one when you're 14. ;)&lt;br /&gt;--You stayed in church nursery for first time yesterday (you were actually 7 months + 2 days).  It was way harder on Mommy than you!&lt;br /&gt;--You had your first trip to the ER. Thank goodness it wasn't for you.  (you were actually 7 months + 1 day). Daddy had a kidney stone. No fun but he's better now.&lt;br /&gt;--You got to see your buddy Kingston for the first time over Thanksgiving. Yall were both pretty tired. We're going to have to re-do.  &lt;br /&gt;--You also got to see Kinsey and Jentry.  They seem so much older than you, but it won't be long before we'll never notice the age gap.&lt;br /&gt;--You are very curious. That's all I need to say there.    &lt;br /&gt;--You love the remote control.  It's your favorite toy!&lt;br /&gt;--You got moved into the next room at daycare.  You are no longer a "Tiny Twinkler" but are now a "Twinkler". Today is your first day there. We'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;--I caught you trying to crawl into the bouncer with a much younger sleeping baby last week.  It was time you moved to a different room.&lt;br /&gt;--Your favorite foods are daddy's homemade squash and pears.&lt;br /&gt;--You did so well traveling over Thanksgiving.  You pretty much slept the entire way.&lt;br /&gt;--You still have no teeth.  And I'm totally okay with that!&lt;br /&gt;--You have more energy than anyone I have ever met.  There is nothing relaxed and laid back about you.  Unless you are watching something/someone new.  Then you are totally still and focused on the new concept.&lt;br /&gt;--You still love Sadie.  We're working on "pet, don't grab" right now.&lt;br /&gt;--You still try to watch TV.  Football is just amazing to you.&lt;br /&gt;--Nana and PaPa got you a walker for an early Christmas gift.  You really enjoy your time in it. You love being able to move freely.&lt;br /&gt;--I really think I'm about to have my hands full... I think walking is quickly approaching with you.  Diet? Who needs a diet?  I have an Ella.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone (Kaley, mom, whoever)thinks of something I missed, please remind me.  The Christmas time is hectic, and I'm afraid I forgot to jot something down about this amazing little person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This list is so disorganized, but I just type things as I think of them.  You are so loved.  You are so loved by your parents, your grandparents, you aunts and uncles... and the list goes on.  So many people in stores stop to tell me how cute you are.  I say thank you with a big smile.  I figure it's a little more humble than saying "I know she is!".  Hehe, I think it's okay to think your kid is the cutest thing ever.  You are just so funny.  People always ask me if you are "always this happy".  The truth is that you are.  Or... you are equally as mad.  You're a firecracker.  I would not have it any other way.  I love you more than I could ever tell you.  I think you probably know that though.  I tell you about 100 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love Booger Bear,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-3543045608765443300?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3543045608765443300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/11/7-months.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/3543045608765443300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/3543045608765443300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/11/7-months.html' title='7 months ?!?!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TP2VppPAMHI/AAAAAAAABLs/U-X4gJT-wi8/s72-c/DSC_0113-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-2574605338079008290</id><published>2010-11-03T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T18:22:25.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You've blessed me for a half year, Miss Ella!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TNNbTagcvbI/AAAAAAAABKc/PVwMjwGYgVQ/s1600/Hamilton_October+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TNNbTagcvbI/AAAAAAAABKc/PVwMjwGYgVQ/s320/Hamilton_October+089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535868756059536818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TNNa4BvqoXI/AAAAAAAABKM/fveF1ozsbOE/s1600/Hamilton_October+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TNNa4BvqoXI/AAAAAAAABKM/fveF1ozsbOE/s320/Hamilton_October+061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535868285556007282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TNNafvnOOCI/AAAAAAAABKE/rtGFck9cNyE/s1600/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TNNafvnOOCI/AAAAAAAABKE/rtGFck9cNyE/s320/107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535867868371892258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TNNZqj-n9VI/AAAAAAAABJ8/VURyh8AdRRE/s1600/rangersella.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TNNZqj-n9VI/AAAAAAAABJ8/VURyh8AdRRE/s320/rangersella.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535866954715755858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ella,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lucky to have such a happy and beautiful baby girl.  Today at your appointment you weighed 14 lbs 7 oz (in in the 23%) and 25.5 inches long (45%).  You've almost doubled your birth weight.  Everyone tells me that you are tiny, but I feel as thought you are just perfect.  You even seem kinda long to me at times.  I can't believe how much you've changed over the past month!  &lt;br /&gt;-Your mobility and dexterity are probably the most significant changes.&lt;br /&gt;-You can almost sit up on your own.  You just have to have something to lean on every once in a while when you get tired.&lt;br /&gt;-You are on the verge of crawling.  You can take one or two baby scoots already.  You also like to do the down dog.  I think you'd be happier if you could just walk already.&lt;br /&gt;-You can grab, throw, and drop things.  It amazes me how well you handle objects.  You love for your toys to hit the floor.&lt;br /&gt;-You have eaten sweet potatoes, winter squash, prunes, peaches, and green beans.  You've loved everything but the green beans.  I've made everything but the fruit which I plan on making in the future.  You're like your mom...love food!&lt;br /&gt;-The Rangers made it to the World Series.  Even though they didn't win we're all excited.  You looooved watching the games.  I said you wouldn't watch tv until two, but we cheated a little bit when the Rangers were playing.  For some reason, sports really catch your eye.&lt;br /&gt;-For some reason, I have fallen in love with your hands this month.  It's so funny because I just looked at them one day and realized that they are the sweetest and most precious things.&lt;br /&gt;-You love a good laugh.  You mostly laugh when we give you "zerberts" and tickle you.  You have the sweetest laugh.&lt;br /&gt;-For Halloween you were a zebra.  A cuuuute zebra.  You didn't wear your costume all that much because your Nana made you a Halloween orange and black tutu that was way to cute to not wear more than once.  She also made you a candy corn pillow case dress.  You wore it the day after Halloween and might have to again.  I hope she continues to make them for you!&lt;br /&gt;-We went to Nana and Papa's a couple of weeks ago, and you had your picture taken in a huuuuge pumpkin.  I think your Papa said it was 75 lbs!&lt;br /&gt;-Your sleeping patterns have been a little unpredicatable and strange.  You go to sleep really easily--usually around 8.  However, here lately you wake up around midnight, then 3 or 4, then 6 to eat.  I'm ready to get up by 6, but I could do without the midnight and 3 am feedings.  I guess you're just a growing girl.&lt;br /&gt;-You don't have any teeth yet.  I always try to look, but you kindly put your tongue over your bottom gums so that I can't see.  Such a toot.  Dr. Fitz said that your gums swollen today at your appointment.&lt;br /&gt;-You still love Sophie the giraffe.  You also love your new toy Violet the Puppy.  She's a Leapfrog toy, so she sings and talks to you.  She's sometimes the only thing that will keep you from screaming.  I love Violet.&lt;br /&gt;-A while back we were told some exciting news.  However, I just now get to write it in your blog letter.  On your 1st birthday, your Aunt Libby and Uncle Bobby will either have or almost have your new baby cousin.  We are so excited.  I pray every day for their new little family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well baby girl, your first 6 months of life have been the best gift I've ever received.  I honestly have some tiny tears trickling down my cheeks right now because you are growing up too fast.  People always told me that, but now I understand.  I have to say that I enjoy you more and more everyday though.  I love you more than anything else in this world.  You are the brightest part of my day.  I hope the next 6 months are as beautiful and rewarding as the past.&lt;br /&gt;Love you more!&lt;br /&gt;--Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-2574605338079008290?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2574605338079008290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/11/youve-blessed-me-for-half-year-miss.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/2574605338079008290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/2574605338079008290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/11/youve-blessed-me-for-half-year-miss.html' title='You&apos;ve blessed me for a half year, Miss Ella!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TNNbTagcvbI/AAAAAAAABKc/PVwMjwGYgVQ/s72-c/Hamilton_October+089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-8942882801779874834</id><published>2010-10-04T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T20:06:19.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 5 Months, Baby Ella!</title><content type='html'>Happy 5 months + Sophie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TKqQ9wwITEI/AAAAAAAABJM/oAC9rvRCYkA/s1600/5%2Bmonth%2B031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TKqQ9wwITEI/AAAAAAAABJM/oAC9rvRCYkA/s320/5%2Bmonth%2B031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524387283656526914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating Sweet Taters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TKqUm29uKYI/AAAAAAAABJc/cHE0AcOIVrg/s1600/155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TKqUm29uKYI/AAAAAAAABJc/cHE0AcOIVrg/s320/155.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524391288233666946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family and your Godmothers at your baptism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TKqQ-HzSQOI/AAAAAAAABJU/b2nwJDxasjw/s1600/baptism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TKqQ-HzSQOI/AAAAAAAABJU/b2nwJDxasjw/s320/baptism.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524387289843777762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ella, &lt;br /&gt;(Only a day late this time!)&lt;br /&gt;You are such a doll. Your personality continues to appear more and more everyday. I am amazed by your brain power, sweetness, and large amount of activity! There's no wonder you were kicking so hard inside my belly. You are always on the move...or want to be!&lt;br /&gt;This month you have...&lt;br /&gt;-Been banned from the Bumbo at daycare. They said that they can't keep you in, and you always find a way to escape. You do that at home, too!&lt;br /&gt;-We have determined that you have a silly ear. It is probably cup or lop ear. Everyone thinks it's cute, but mom and dad are afraid you won't like it too much. We called a plastic surgeon, but they said you would have to wait until you were 5 to 7 years old. That's fine with me. I feel so lucky and blessed to have you as healthy and happy as you are!&lt;br /&gt;-You got the "ok" to start rice cereal at 4 months and some veggies at 5 months. I don't think the veggies are settling with you to well. Although, you have liked the taste of everything you've had. You really love avocados (me too!). You will eat rice cereal like no one's business. You liked the sweet potatoes, but I don't know if they like you... Your dad made a huge batch of green beans tonight. We'll have to report back on those.&lt;br /&gt;-You are STILL in a size 0-3. It really doesn't bother me much because you had a ton of cute clothes that size. However, now we're transitioning into fall and you're still wearing sleeveless. Hopefully all of the warmer fall clothes (3-6) will fit you soon. Oh, and your closet and amount clothes is worthy of a blog all it's own!&lt;br /&gt;-You love to squeal and scream. I think you are so amazed at yourself for making those sounds. It's pretty darn precious!&lt;br /&gt;-You were baptized on September 19. It was beautiful day full of family and friends. Everyone is so excited for you and your new relationship with God. You are a very loved and blessed baby girl!&lt;br /&gt;-You got a new toy that you actually like...Sophie. I think every child your age must love Sophie. I really wish I would've invented this $20 glorified dog toy. But you just love her. You especially prefer chewing her nose and her feet!&lt;br /&gt;-As far as other toys go, you'd rather play with anything but toys. You love to grab the Keurig coffee maker while eating, or grab my cup while I'm drinking. You also will play with toy containers, just not toys! Easily and cheaply entertained, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;-You have no teeth. I'm thankful for that, but why does everyone keep telling me that you're teething? You have had a few symptoms, but there are definitely no teethies there yet.&lt;br /&gt;-Speaking of the mouth, everything that goes into your hands goes into your mouth. It's an automatic reflex.&lt;br /&gt;-You still love Sadie. She distracts you when you're crying. I always call her into the room, and you just completely stop. Now, if she could change diapers...&lt;br /&gt;-You were sent home from daycare a couple of times because you were a little under the weather. You were so fussy and slept very little.  We just hate it when you're sick.  But once we had you home and gave you dose of Tylenol you were fine. Daddy is just thrilled to get those calls to pick you up. ;)&lt;br /&gt;-You also got the hives. Ugh! Awful. I really wanted to cry for you. My poor baby was covered in welts from head to toe. And they moved! It was really strange. We still aren't sure why you got them, but we pray that it isn't a chronic thing.&lt;br /&gt;-Mommy is still able to give you her milk. We're so lucky to have made it 5 months! I hope to nurse you for at least 3 more! We'll see how that goes.&lt;br /&gt;-I'm also still getting used to working and having you to come home to. You make my day so great at the end. But I miss you to the ends of the earth and back during the day. I've come to terms with the fact that this is the way it is. I just wish my job wasn't quite so busy and hectic, and that I didn't always feel super stressed out. And believe me, the stress isn't from you. You are the one thing that consistently makes my day great (especially after my 4th period class that is a bunch of wild crazy people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby girl (still Bo Bella), I love you more than anything. It's redundant to say, but I love you more today than I did yesterday. You wake me with your smiling face every morning...and sometimes in the middle of the night... There is absolutely nothing better than having your giggles as my alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you!!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy (and Daddy)&lt;br /&gt;PS: Your Daddy is growing a silly mustache until the Rangers lose.  I really would love to see them in the World Series for more than one reason. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-8942882801779874834?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8942882801779874834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-5-months-baby-ella.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/8942882801779874834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/8942882801779874834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-5-months-baby-ella.html' title='Happy 5 Months, Baby Ella!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TKqQ9wwITEI/AAAAAAAABJM/oAC9rvRCYkA/s72-c/5%2Bmonth%2B031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-8215479075515159946</id><published>2010-09-08T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T17:29:12.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Ella is 4 months old (5 days ago)!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TIe0fDzg01I/AAAAAAAABI8/0xq9Sq6k3_A/s1600/augandsept10+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514574714428773202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TIe0fDzg01I/AAAAAAAABI8/0xq9Sq6k3_A/s320/augandsept10+036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TIe0fR6PgGI/AAAAAAAABJE/3UNEMRjmxOs/s1600/augandsept10+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514574718215094370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TIe0fR6PgGI/AAAAAAAABJE/3UNEMRjmxOs/s320/augandsept10+127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TIe0emYUVoI/AAAAAAAABI0/3AEvRIQ09ck/s1600/augandsept10+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514574706530080386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TIe0emYUVoI/AAAAAAAABI0/3AEvRIQ09ck/s320/augandsept10+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TIe0GVLnDvI/AAAAAAAABIs/Yma4Pqt-DAY/s1600/augandsept10+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514574289596518130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TIe0GVLnDvI/AAAAAAAABIs/Yma4Pqt-DAY/s320/augandsept10+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better late than never...5 days late...Oops!&lt;br /&gt;Ella (still Bo Bella, most of the time),&lt;br /&gt;You are the light of our lives. You make the most intolerable of days change to the best of days.&lt;br /&gt;I can say that you have not changed a whole lot over the past month. The major thing is that you have just improved and sharpened your skills. Things that you were just starting to do last month are now everyday occurrences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At your 4 month appointment, you weighed in at 12 lb 6 oz and were 24 inches tall. You are in the 25 percentile for weight and 30 percentile for height. Dr. Fitz was happy with this because you are proportionate. We also asked him about your "floppy" ear. He gave us the name of some plastic surgeons. Haha. I think it is cute now, but it might not be cute to you when you're 13. ;) You did okay with your shots. You cried a little harder than last time.&lt;br /&gt;- Your teachers at school say that you are talkative. This cracks me up! You really are like your Aunt KK! Ms. Kris said that you talk quite a bit for a 4 month old. I guess it's all that discussing of trees and shoes and Sadie we did this summer.&lt;br /&gt;-Your rolling is just second nature to you now. You still roll more to your tummy, but you can roll either way. You seem to be way better at tummy time, but you still don't like it very much. You do have a super strong neck though!&lt;br /&gt;-You are still up to your breaking free from your Swaddler. You can get that left arm out within seconds. Your dad thinks he has it figured out. You do this thing where you bring your legs up 90 degree then drop them really hard. He said that the bounce gives you a little leeway to pull your arm up. Tricky, but smart!&lt;br /&gt;-Your sleep patterns have been crazy. Over the past month you've slept through the night 11 hours, you've slept in 2 and 3 hour increments, you've eaten at night, you've fussed at night, you've cried at night. You name it. It's been unpredictable. You are back in our room because for a while I was going back and forth between our rooms 5-8 times per night. It's just easier with you in the pack in play right by our bed.&lt;br /&gt;-You do the cutest and handiest thing when we wipe you. You are holding your feet up to be wiped. You even suck on your toes while holding your feet...&lt;br /&gt;-Which brings me to my next point. Forget sucking on your hands all the time (which you still do), now you can suck your feet, too. You just go to town on your big toes sometimes. I wish I was this flexible!&lt;br /&gt;-Your legs kick constantly. When you are frustrated especially but sometimes when you play. The other day you were kicking the frog on your carseat in circles. Maybe you'll be a swimmer or karate person (what's a karate person called?)&lt;br /&gt;-You stayed with Aunt Libby and Uncle Bobby while Mom and Dad went on their second date since you've been born (other was anniversary). We went to a Rangers game (they are stinking it up these days though). Lib and Bob said you were great. They just took you for a walk outside when you'd get fussy.&lt;br /&gt;-You still love being outside! You can scream your head off, but the minute we hit the outdoors, you stop! I read that Taurus babies love the outdoors. I really like that attribute.&lt;br /&gt;-You were going to the Dove Festival parade, but Mommy woke up too late. Then she got sick, so you didn't get to participate in much nor see many friends. That's okay though. Plenty of time was spent with whole family, including cousins.&lt;br /&gt;-Your 0-3 clothes finally fit you. Some are even too big. You're such a petite cutie though.&lt;br /&gt;-Maybe this is with all babies and I never knew it, but everything that is not a toy (like the dining room centerpiece and coffee maker) is a toy to you. And your toys, you could do without. Same goes for teethers. Any true teething toys, you don't really like. But give you some hands or my arm, and you go to town. So much so that you usually gag yourself!&lt;br /&gt;-Your favorite toys, if you had to choose, would be your jumperoo. You still like it, but now you can go in circles. Actually, if you could choose anything, it would be TV. You are obsessed with it! You'll stare and almost look like you should be in a horror film the way you crane your neck!&lt;br /&gt;-As far as Sadie goes, you just stare at her and occasionally giggle. You still love pulling her ears. Paisley is quite funny to you though. She does look like a pot belly pig. ;)&lt;br /&gt;-You're very strong! Right now, you are trying to pull people's noses and lips off their faces. We are not Mr. and Mrs. Potato Heads! :)&lt;br /&gt;-You are starting to just look like your own little person. You do favor your Mommy when you are serious or sleeping. However, you look a lot like your Daddy when you are happy and smiling. Precious, either way!&lt;br /&gt;-We got word yesterday that your buddy Kingston will be here tomorrow, Sept. 9! We're so excited for him to be here and for his mommy and daddy. :)&lt;br /&gt;-Mommmy really does not like sending you to daycare, but you seem to like it just fine. You are sick right now and Daddy had to stay home with you. Other than that, you seem to enjoy it. We'll refrain from Mommy going into how much she wishes she was home with you. It could get quite weepy. Just know that I love you more than life, and I would give anything to be home with you all day. It just isn't an option right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I got it all. I'll add more if I think of it. Since I've started school, I've had a hard time leaving you. And I've also had a hard time keeping up with everything--hence, the 5 day late blog. I really have to focus on the needs of my students during the day so that I can stay away from you. 4:30 every day is the happiest part of my day. Seeing you smile at me when I walk in, makes me giddy every time. I hope there is a day in the future where we can spend more than just summers together. Until then, know that I love you with all my heart. And by working, I'm able to appreciate you at the end of a hard day and hopefully afford to take you to Disney World one day! (hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;Mwah,&lt;br /&gt;Mama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-8215479075515159946?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8215479075515159946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/09/baby-ella-is-4-months-old-5-days-ago.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/8215479075515159946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/8215479075515159946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/09/baby-ella-is-4-months-old-5-days-ago.html' title='Baby Ella is 4 months old (5 days ago)!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TIe0fDzg01I/AAAAAAAABI8/0xq9Sq6k3_A/s72-c/augandsept10+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-2103538443225223797</id><published>2010-08-20T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T16:58:37.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ella's First Attempt at Typing</title><content type='html'>C                                                                 qqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqq                                                                                 ;l www23qalkmmkmmmmmmmppswwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww2/;’./jj  l;kjlnnkkkkkkk          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone translate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-2103538443225223797?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2103538443225223797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/08/ellas-first-attempt-at-typing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/2103538443225223797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/2103538443225223797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/08/ellas-first-attempt-at-typing.html' title='Ella&apos;s First Attempt at Typing'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-1597917994631256486</id><published>2010-08-03T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T16:27:56.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 3 month birthday, Bo Bella!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so you've once again changed drastically. Will I write that every time???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TFiiu7s-MrI/AAAAAAAABH4/Br6-gWLQnnI/s1600/ella3mos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TFiiu7s-MrI/AAAAAAAABH4/Br6-gWLQnnI/s320/ella3mos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501325872017060530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to try again tomorrow!  Hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are starting to really show your personality. To any soon to be mamas out there reading this, around 2-3 months you start to enjoy your baby so much because they are doing more than sleeping the day away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TFikQcLCrYI/AAAAAAAABIY/QXu1zUuGC3Q/s1600/zebra+ella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TFikQcLCrYI/AAAAAAAABIY/QXu1zUuGC3Q/s320/zebra+ella.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501327547180428674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past month, you have&lt;br /&gt;--Earned a list of nicknames: Ella Bo (or Beau) Bella, Ella Blue Bella, Blue Bell, Booger Bear, Shugs, Lady, and many more. Most of them are from me. I think the first one your dad came up with.&lt;br /&gt;--Your sleeping habits consist of sleeping at night from 9-3:30ish, 4:00-8:00ish, 10:00am ish is nap time, 2 or 3 pm ish is nap time, maybe another catnap before bath and bed time.&lt;br /&gt;--You'll eat any where from 4-7 oz at a time. You are still exclusively breastfed. (Go me! Go me! Go-go, go me!)&lt;br /&gt;--You finally weigh over 11 lbs. I bet you're close to 12 now. Gammy measured against the fish ruler (not on it), and you're 23 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;--You're finally wearing 0-3 clothes.  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;--You LOVE your feet. I think I'll miss the days where your entertainment comes that cheap.&lt;br /&gt;--You are using your neck and legs muscles well, but you are stinking up the arm part. You want to start scooting but face plant because of the lack of upper body strength. &lt;br /&gt;--You enjoy "climbing" on your parents.  You're gonna be hard to keep up with.  Yay, Mommy might burn calories!&lt;br /&gt;--You do well in your Bumbo. And I think that's why you're trying to sit up in your car seat.&lt;br /&gt;--I had to spend my first day away from you this month. Your dad did a fantastic job keeping you. It's still funny that he thought he could work..he took off by 9 am.&lt;br /&gt;--Everyone always says you have beautiful eyes. I'm glad I wasn't just imagining things!&lt;br /&gt;--You got to see Kinsey, Jentry, and Judson again. Judson really liked you. &lt;br /&gt;--You've been caught sucking your thumb/fingers from time to time. Will you be like Daddy, Aunt Libby, or Aunt KK? Or like your awesome mommy who did a paci til 14 months then threw it out the window?&lt;br /&gt;--I'm obsessed with keeping your neck, or "gouli" as Nana calls it, clean. I despise dirty necks!&lt;br /&gt;--You are still spitting up. Not quite as bad, but you aren't ready to quit the prevacid yet! &lt;br /&gt;--Good news, I hardly ever give you the colic meds any more! woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;--You try to mimic faces, which is hilarious when you can't quite figure it out. ;)&lt;br /&gt;-- Yesterday was your first day at church You looked so cute, and slept through half of it--but only while Mommy held you. Mommy and Daddy joined FUMC Lewisville, and you'll get baptized in September. :))) My heart smiles at this!&lt;br /&gt;--We just spent a week at Nana and Pa Pa's house. You were held the WHOLE time. You got to play on your new splash mat. You loved the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TFijySXoKaI/AAAAAAAABII/NiDEKNm7iYM/s1600/water+ella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TFijySXoKaI/AAAAAAAABII/NiDEKNm7iYM/s320/water+ella.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501327029152786850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- You also love baths until you have to get out. I think you'll be a swimmer. I'm putting you in swimming lessons if they'll take you next summer.&lt;br /&gt;--You laugh and smile at funny faces...including the monkey on your jumperoo. I don't know if you did that last month, but you'll stare at him forever. He is pretty cute. &lt;br /&gt;--Oh! And you're daddy's face is one of the funniest things you see! &lt;br /&gt;--You think Paisley puppy is pretty interesting, but Sadie is just an everyday fixture..which is probably how Sadie wants it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TFikDaqmdlI/AAAAAAAABIQ/BuNeTN4RDXU/s1600/riding+sadie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TFikDaqmdlI/AAAAAAAABIQ/BuNeTN4RDXU/s320/riding+sadie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501327323437626962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--You have a toy rattle that looks like a flower. Her name is Senorita Bonita Flores aka Bonnie. She teaches you Spanish. You thinks she's just 'gran'!&lt;br /&gt;--You still love your paci and love to be swaddled. Those are two musts around here....or we have grumpy Ella Blue Bella.&lt;br /&gt;--Your buddy Kingston should be here in the next 3 or 4 weeks!  We are so excited!&lt;br /&gt;--I just typed this entire blog with one hand (whew, glad it was the right one!) because you woke up from your nap and needed to be held.&lt;br /&gt;--You start daycare Aug, 23. Mommy is dreading it!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That'll be a post of its own..TEARS.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella baby, I don't know if it's possible for me to keep on loving you more and more every day.  I look forward to waking up with you in my life every single day.  You truly are the love of my life.  I can't believe I've known you for three months already.  You become more and more of a precious, beautiful person every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-1597917994631256486?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1597917994631256486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-3-month-birthday-bo-bella.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/1597917994631256486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/1597917994631256486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-3-month-birthday-bo-bella.html' title='Happy 3 month birthday, Bo Bella!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TFiiu7s-MrI/AAAAAAAABH4/Br6-gWLQnnI/s72-c/ella3mos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-7698991608920677798</id><published>2010-07-21T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T15:55:14.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I got to thinkin'...</title><content type='html'>While driving back home from a much too young person's funeral today, I got to thinking about how when Kaley was in the hospital two summers ago, and we thought she'd need a kidney transplant, that I wantedto become an organ donor.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, fast forward two years, and I still had not signed up.  Until today.  I serously took me 2 minutes or less.  I'll cut it down for you and give the website.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something everyone should consider.  You never know when your time may come, so don't put it off.  It's such a selfless act.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;https://www.donatelifetexas.org/TXDear_Secure/DonorRegistration.aspx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-7698991608920677798?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7698991608920677798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-i-got-to-thinkin.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/7698991608920677798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/7698991608920677798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-i-got-to-thinkin.html' title='So I got to thinkin&apos;...'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-4639518317686390013</id><published>2010-07-03T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T13:38:06.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2 month birthday, Ella!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TDOTCZI75bI/AAAAAAAABHM/OZY2MDZwIHE/s1600/hammock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TDOTCZI75bI/AAAAAAAABHM/OZY2MDZwIHE/s320/hammock.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490894040012154290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Happy Fam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TDOSRNFXBII/AAAAAAAABHE/hdT6G5tarBY/s1600/my+camera+%2710+326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TDOSRNFXBII/AAAAAAAABHE/hdT6G5tarBY/s320/my+camera+%2710+326.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490893194962338946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your first fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ella,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! This has been a very interesting and eventful two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've really run the gamut. You have changed sooo much! It truly is amazing how much babies change from month to month. I hope this doesn't come across the wrong way, but I honestly have fallen even more deeply in love with you. You have started doing so many things that make me realize how amazing a child can be in some one's life. I love you more and more every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of the things that have happened to us in the past month.&lt;br /&gt;-I took you to the doctor today for your 2 month check up. You weighed 10 lbs 6 oz (30th percentile), and you're 22.5 inches long (50th percentile). You had to get three shots, and you only cried for about 30 seconds. You are such a tough little girl!&lt;br /&gt;-At about 8 weeks, you became uncontrollably fussy. We had to take you to the doctor a couple of times because you wouldn't eat for a day.  Therefore, you weren't going potty. They had to draw a bunch of blood and put a catheter in you. The catheter was very tough for me. You cried pretty hard, but you got over it pretty fast. We got some wonderful medicine out of that visit. It makes your tummy feel much better. You really are a much happier baby since we got it.&lt;br /&gt;-You love your paci!  And so do I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TDORqcerm5I/AAAAAAAABG8/PBSXOpbackQ/s1600/my+camera+%2710+466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TDORqcerm5I/AAAAAAAABG8/PBSXOpbackQ/s320/my+camera+%2710+466.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490892529080179602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I swear your first words were Oprah. One afternoon I caught Oprah, and I was talking to you about her. You made a noise like "OOOOOOO prah" a couple of times. Everyone thinks I'm crazy for this.&lt;br /&gt;-You have started smiling a lot! I'll get you out of your bed in the mornings or put you on the changing table, and you'll just laugh and smile. This has really started happening in the last couple of weeks. You think your daddy is really funny. You get to giggling pretty hard at him. &lt;br /&gt;-You've started sleeping a little bit more at night too. There have been a few nights where you sleep 5-6 hours. Most of the time you only sleep 3-4. I'm still okay with this because even though I get pretty tired, I still love seeing you in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;-When we go grocery shopping, everyone wants to see you. And when they do, they think you are such a cutie. I know you're cute, but I'm your mom. It's fun to hear it from other people. :)&lt;br /&gt;-Mommy and Daddy went out for their anniversary this past Friday. Your Nana watched you, and you did so good for her. She likes to hold you in the mornings when you wake up so I can get some more rest. :)&lt;br /&gt;-You look around and can recognize faces and voices. Your Pa Pa tells me that when he's holding you, and I start talking that you crane your neck around to find me. Oh how I love that!&lt;br /&gt;-You met your friends Jentry and Kinsey in Hamilton. They seemed to like you a lot. Kinsey even slobbered all over you (she's teething). They seem so much older than you. You'll be eating cereal and trying to walk before long.&lt;br /&gt;-All your doctors and nurses thing you are really strong. Your dad thinks you will walk pretty early. You love trying to stand and scoot already. Daddy put you in the jumperoo, which makes me nervous, but you absolutely love it! &lt;br /&gt;-You have been to Hamilton and the lake a couple of times to visit your family. You have been a good traveller so far. You generally don't wake up until about 15 minutes from the destination.&lt;br /&gt;-You have my sneezing issues. You rarely sneeze once. Much like me!&lt;br /&gt;-You look A LOT like your Aunt KK. Your Nana pulled out pictures and even your daddy thinks you look like Aunt KK. Since you're a bit on the thinner side you look like her, if you start getting a chubby face you'll look more like me. But you look like your daddy when you smile really big or when you are getting mad. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure there are many more things you have done. I'll add them when I remember. You are already starting to act like a person (you'll know what I mean by this when you have your own children). I can already see your personality coming out. I'd be surprised if you weren't a little sassy and a bit of a tomboy. You can be whatever you want to be. Someone from my childhood passed away yesterday, and when I got the news I looked at you and you had the biggest smile on your face. I told your dad that I realized that one reason babies exist is to help us move on and be happy. You're so good at that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting really excited about one thing in particular...HUGS! You are starting to cling to me a little bit, but I am so ready for a hug. You are such a precious baby...even when you toot really loud, start snorting, or grunt to get your poo poo out. I love all of those things. You make me laugh so hard. Now that you smile and laugh with me, I truly feel our bond starting to form. I can't wait for the rest...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-4639518317686390013?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4639518317686390013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-2-month-birthday-ella.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/4639518317686390013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/4639518317686390013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-2-month-birthday-ella.html' title='Happy 2 month birthday, Ella!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TDOTCZI75bI/AAAAAAAABHM/OZY2MDZwIHE/s72-c/hammock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-4787139331160425188</id><published>2010-07-02T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T10:30:43.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Years of Wedded Bliss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TC4iNkZvEFI/AAAAAAAABGs/e4aE6jTHLvg/s1600/wed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TC4iNkZvEFI/AAAAAAAABGs/e4aE6jTHLvg/s320/wed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489362612316475474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TC4Ebvj7NfI/AAAAAAAABGk/Q39wvTEUOuY/s1600/cruise2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TC4Ebvj7NfI/AAAAAAAABGk/Q39wvTEUOuY/s320/cruise2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489329870481339890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark and I have been married for 5 years today! Wow!!! It seems like just yesterday I was picking out the beautiful brown bridesmaid dresses and the pink and green bouquets. &lt;br /&gt;Mark will be the first to tell you that it was the hottest day of his life. I made him go down by a creek and take some pictures. He still complains about that. He also complains about not getting any of his groom's cake because it was gone by the time we got back from the picture taking. At least that means that our cake was good, right? Mom had a cake made for him a year later so he could taste it. So nice of her...like when she had the little Razorbacks put on the groom's cake too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When went on a great honeymoon cruise. Too bad that stinkin' hurricane Dennis kept us from going to the Grand Cayman. Maybe that will be a 10 year anniversary trip!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TC4BuqMeH8I/AAAAAAAABGU/fvzoc-4T6Eg/s1600/indians.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TC4BuqMeH8I/AAAAAAAABGU/fvzoc-4T6Eg/s320/indians.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489326896923418562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our first anniversary we went back to Salado and had a couple's massage. &lt;br /&gt;On our second anniversary we ate fondue...I think.&lt;br /&gt;On our third anniversary we ate Greek at ZiZiki's, and Kaley got devastatingly ill. So glad she's better.&lt;br /&gt;Last year we went on a cruise with my family. So fun!!! Mom and Kaley ordered a cake and had them decorate our cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TC4DaslDtzI/AAAAAAAABGc/h1F34LjuCh0/s1600/cruise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 72px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TC4DaslDtzI/AAAAAAAABGc/h1F34LjuCh0/s320/cruise.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489328752989288242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year...well, I'll post pictures of this year's anniversary later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds cliche and corny, but I honestly do love Mark more today than I did yesterday.  Our marriage, most of the time, seems so easy.  We just try not to get too worked up about anything and always laugh together, I think that's one of the many keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year at this time we had absolutely no intention of having a child. This year, we are so glad that unexpected blessings happen. Being parents definitely changes a couple, but I believe it is for the better. We've learned to live for someone other than ourselves. However, I did feel quite spoiled when I opened my Kindle from Mark. Can't wait to order some books!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella's 2 month bday is tomorrow. Better get to work on my letter to her. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-4787139331160425188?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4787139331160425188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/07/5-years-of-wedded-bliss.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/4787139331160425188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/4787139331160425188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/07/5-years-of-wedded-bliss.html' title='5 Years of Wedded Bliss!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TC4iNkZvEFI/AAAAAAAABGs/e4aE6jTHLvg/s72-c/wed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-7813338959855899597</id><published>2010-06-28T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T15:28:48.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't it amazing?</title><content type='html'>Isn't it amazing how much you can love a little person?  Just over the past 72 hours I have been pooped on, peed on (yeah, all down the front of my shirt), spit up on, projectile vomitted on, and sneezed on... and I can't help but laugh every time it happens.  Wow, I really was missing out.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off topic but-it's pouring rain with thunder and lightning.  Ella is sleeping on the bed next to me, and I'm taking in the sounds of a Texas summer.  Oh what a nice evening.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is coming up tomorrow.  I can't wait to clean my house!!!  I am totally, polar opposite of Kaley; so this might come as a surprise to most.  I really can't wait to scrub toilets, dust furniture, and mop the floors.  Hopefully while Mom is here I can get some pics uploaded too.  I have so many to share.  So stayed tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-7813338959855899597?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7813338959855899597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/06/isnt-it-amazing.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/7813338959855899597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/7813338959855899597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/06/isnt-it-amazing.html' title='Isn&apos;t it amazing?'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-5317772489931141549</id><published>2010-06-16T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T15:17:07.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Food Combinations</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I've been inspired by the Pringles I bought today and the conversation that ensued on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TBlNHdiLsBI/AAAAAAAABGE/fuTjOmpgDOc/s1600/pringles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TBlNHdiLsBI/AAAAAAAABGE/fuTjOmpgDOc/s320/pringles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483498811882713106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your strange and crazy food combinations?&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not preggo again-yet!  ;) But I do like weird combinations of food. My students would ask me what weird cravings I had while pregnant, and I could only say that it was nothing out of the ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;-American Cheese with pickles and mayo sandwich&lt;br /&gt;-Lay's Potato chips dipped in ketchup- maybe even a pickle on top (Right, JJ?)&lt;br /&gt;-Frito's with a tiny smidge of Miracle Whip&lt;br /&gt;-Cottage cheese with tons of black pepper (is that really very weird?)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there are many more.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's yours???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-5317772489931141549?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5317772489931141549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/06/strange-food-combinations.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/5317772489931141549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/5317772489931141549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/06/strange-food-combinations.html' title='Strange Food Combinations'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TBlNHdiLsBI/AAAAAAAABGE/fuTjOmpgDOc/s72-c/pringles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-7550661399559081119</id><published>2010-06-03T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T16:04:08.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy One Month Birthday, Miss Ella</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TAgzsVFvYoI/AAAAAAAABFk/_tl4dvHsgAw/s1600/ella1mo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TAgzsVFvYoI/AAAAAAAABFk/_tl4dvHsgAw/s320/ella1mo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478685783364690562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer:  I'm going to write my daughter on this blog every month until she's one and then every year on her birthday.  You may or may not be interested (I know at least Mom and Kaley will be).  I've heard of others doing this and think it's a great way to share her milestones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ella,&lt;br /&gt;You are one month old today!  Mommy feels like it's going so fast, but at the same time it seems forever ago that I was in the hospital.  Here are a few interesting facts about what you've been up to the past month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You have lots of hair on the back and sides of your head, but not so much on top.  I joke that you kinda look like your Great-Papas with that 'do you're sporting.&lt;br /&gt;-We took you to the hospital to weigh you on Monday, and you were 8 lbs 10 oz.  We were pretty shocked because that means you gained 10 oz over the past week.  I'm guessing you'll be 9lbs in the next day or two.&lt;br /&gt;- You spit up, a lot! The dr. has you on acid reflux meds.  Sometimes you aren't so bad and others you are like a fountain of milk.  It makes Mommy and Daddy upset because we worry about you getting enough nutrition...but refer to the previous item...you're fine!  &lt;br /&gt;-On that note, you eat every 3 hours.  It's pretty much clockwork.  You rarely go over that, but you occassionally eat every 2-2 1/2.  That's lots of bonding time with me since I have to keep you elevated over my shoulder for 30 mins after you eat.  I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;-When you are not eating, you pretty much sleep the rest of the time. Last night you were awake for 2 hours and your dad thought something crazy was going on with you.  If you are like your parents, which would be really great if you were, you will love to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;-As of right now, you don't love clothes or headbands.  I've tried bows, and you scream at the top of your lungs until I take it off.  We'll keep trying, but for some reason, I think you might be a tom boy.  I could be wrong though!&lt;br /&gt;-You grunt, a lot.  Especially when you are pooping. I looked it up online and there is actually something called "Grunting Baby Syndrome" where babies grunt while pooping.  You so have this!  It wakes us up at night every time.  We for sure know that your bowels are moving.&lt;br /&gt;-On that subject, your grunting is keeping Mommy and Daddy from getting any sleep at night.  We are thinking about moving you to your crib.  Mommy is having separation anxiety already, but we are awake more during the night than asleep.  Now, I can nap during the day--even though I usually don't.  But your dad seems to think it's necessary to be rested for work.  I think he has a point.&lt;br /&gt;-You are holding your head up really well.  When we do tummy time or when I'm burping you, you are looking around the entire house.  You love looking at the blinds.  I've heard this is because of the dark and light variations.  You are so strong.  Sometimes you kick your dad, which he hates.  It surprises us how well you can resist clothes too.&lt;br /&gt;-There is this thing you do when you are sleeping where you jerk your arms around.  We call it the "Freak Out".  Maybe you'll hear that song one day, but it is quite hysterical.  We laugh and make fun of you.  You'd laugh too if you could see yourself!&lt;br /&gt;-I'll definitely say that you are a snuggly baby.  This you must get from your mom and dad too.  We love being cuddled and bundled.  So do you!  Which brings me to my next point...&lt;br /&gt;-You HATE it when I put you down.  You want me to hold you 24-7.  I would love to do that, but sometimes I have to put you down, like when I need to potty or get the mail.  I hate it; you hate it.  I'll miss that one day--I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;-At night, you love swaddling.  We read a book, Happiest Baby on the Block, which was a God-send.  You were screaming every time we put you down and all night until we read that we needed to swaddle you.  These little wraps called Swaddle-Me are great inventions!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Sadie watches you while I'm in the shower.  If I find my camera, which I've misplaced, I'll post the picture of Sadie-the babysitter.  She's okay with you.  You scare her a little sometimes, but she is quite protective over her baby sister.  :)&lt;br /&gt;-You are currently in your swing.  You like it okay.  Again, you'd rather be held in real human arms as opposed to this fake lamb thing that sways back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;-You generally smile after eating.  I think that's when you are your happiest.&lt;br /&gt;-Also, no one ever tells a mom and dad that little girls can pee all over the place.  Oh yes, it's happened quite frequently!  And at 2am, 3am, etc.  It's gross, but it makes me laugh.  Hopefully you grow out of that one soon.&lt;br /&gt;-And on the poop subject.  You can blow out a diaper!  You have some of the most manly gas I've ever heard too.  You can fart your dad under the table.  What a lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the main things we've all experienced.  It is amazing how much you have changed me and our lives for the better.  Yes, you are a challenge.  I have a feeling you are going to have a mind of your own (Taurus??), but I wouldn't have it any other way.  We love you so much and are so thankful that God decided to bless us with you.  Even when you're covered in poop, screaming at me, kicking Daddy...we still love you and will love you more and more each day!&lt;br /&gt;...time to change your diaper, I hear you grunting.  Love you, Baby Girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-7550661399559081119?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7550661399559081119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-one-month-birthday-miss-ella.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/7550661399559081119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/7550661399559081119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-one-month-birthday-miss-ella.html' title='Happy One Month Birthday, Miss Ella'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/TAgzsVFvYoI/AAAAAAAABFk/_tl4dvHsgAw/s72-c/ella1mo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-246867902781274186</id><published>2010-05-17T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T10:59:13.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ella Kerrington's Birth Day Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S_GDwpk8QuI/AAAAAAAABFA/BGktCw9nc2A/s1600/mom+235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S_GDwpk8QuI/AAAAAAAABFA/BGktCw9nc2A/s320/mom+235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472299894049620706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our New Family-First Day Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've kept this pretty PG... :)  PS--It's long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend prior to Ella's birth: I was beginning to get pretty uncomfortable. I was staying really active in hopes it might bring her a little earlier. On Saturday we planted flowers, well Mark did. I did help to the best of my ability. I was bending over picking up trash, weeds, etc. Late that night we went to Hooters, classy, and I got the step-above the hot wings. They were pretty hot, and I have heard spicy foods might help bring on labor. It was worth a shot. On Sunday, we woke up and went to church. I had a feeling that I really needed to get some things done that day. So, after church Mark played golf, and I went up to school and worked on grades and lesson planning. We were planning on going to the Rangers game and another date the following weekend since we figured I would have to be induced on Monday, May 10 anyway. That night I started feeling a little more pressure in my pelvis, which is maybe what made me start panicking a little. That night I finished packing our hospital bags and ironed clothes until 11pm. I just felt the need to have everything ready. I had a dr's appointment the next day, so I figured we would know more then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, May 3rd: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:30 am--I woke up and got ready for work like normal. I still felt more pressure, but I knew that was normal. I was also feeling a little uneasy because while I had felt Ella move some over the weekend, it wasn't quite as much as it had been for the past month or two. I knew that she might be getting bigger, so I tried not too worry too much. I packed my Michaelangelo's Eggplant Parm for lunch in hopes that it would bring on some labor signs (Old Wives Tale?). I left for work, and Mark left shortly thereafter dropping off Sadie to get groomed.&lt;br /&gt;10:30 am--After teaching first period, I ran over to CVS during my conference to get Mark a birthday card and get some Super Glue for a project at school. While I was out, I decided to call my nurse to let her know about my movement concern. I was hoping she would just say, "it's normal". However, she called me back and said to drink a Coke and see if it helped, and that they wanted to see me at 2 o'clock instead of the original 4 o'clock appointment. That made me nervous. I then scrambled to find coverage for my classes and shoved down a little lunch while I worked on a few lessons before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;2 pm--Mark met me at the dr's office. We assumed they would say everything looks good, you are dilating nicely, see ya next week. However...not the case!&lt;br /&gt;They hooked me up to a NST to mark contractions and movement. Then we had a sonogram which said that she was 8 lbs 10 oz--give or take a 1 lb or so. Oh geeez. I finally saw my dr. around 3:30 after all the testing. Dr. Lopez said that she was definitely not over 8 lbs and thought she would be around 7 lbs 8oz. She broke the news to us that we would have a baby today! What?!?!? We were not expecting that. She said that Ella didn't seem to be in trouble, but that she definitely wasn't thriving in her environment anymore. She basically said, go over to the hospital and let's have this baby. She also said that my bag of water was about to break anyway. In her words, "it's right there!" Thank goodness it didn't happen at work!&lt;br /&gt;Mark and I both were sent into a tizzy. He had to go back to work and get his stuff, go get Sadie from the groomer, and then go home and get our bags. He said he must've had a sense she was coming though because he got some major projects done that morning at work.&lt;br /&gt;4pm--I called Mom and told her to come, while hearing her co-workers squeal in the background. I tried calling Kaley, but she was away from her phone for just a minute. (See her blog for her version, it's linked below) I'm lying in a hospital bed, waiting for Mark to return, and calling and texting family and friends. My room is facing DFW. So to take my mind off of having a baby in the next couple of hours I try to guess where all the planes are going. Not a great game, but it worked! Mark is frantically hurrying back to the hospital and has changed into tennis shoes in case my water breaks everywhere. Poor guy, by the time he got back, she had already broken my water. He was so disappointed. I'm still trying to convince him that it isn't all that interesting--at all! She just had to check me and in the process my water broke.&lt;br /&gt;6:00--I'm starting to feel some labor pains. So I opt for the epidural after Mark says, "you better just get it now". Smart move! While waiting on the guy my contractions really picked up. The epi worked on my right side for about 30 mins. That left side was in pretty horrible pain. People that do it naturally have all my respect...but I still think you are crazy! By the time my epi was fixed and straightened out my mom and dad were there to hold my hand and console me. Somewhere in there my good buddy Vicki came in to say hi too. Thank goodness I wasn't in any excruciating pain while they were there, and I could enjoy their company for a few minutes. While Mom was holding my hand and talking to me at one point I looked at her and said that I felt an intense burning sensation and that I thought I was dilating. About that time, Bobby and Libby called and needed help finding the room. Mom and Dad left to go help them find the room. While they were gone the "burning" got really bad, but my nurse was with another patient. I told Mark that I had to be checked because of the pressure. He found some random nurse that was nice enough to come in. She checked me and said, well yes, you are fully dilated. And then asked where I was the last time they checked me...30 mins before I was only a 4! That was fast! Bobby and Libby started to walk in with my parents and Mark had to send them out because I was beginning to start "active" labor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 pm: My nurse returns and is shocked that I have progressed that fast. She calls Dr. Lopez. Dr. Lopez wants for me to "labor down". Probably a good idea in theory, but not for the pregnant lady ready to get the baby out! I think this is where Kaley came in at some point. She told the nurse that she had just driven 4 hours, and she would see her sister before the baby was born. She should've been a lawyer. I was so happy to see her. I think I was between contractions when she came in and actually had a smile on my face. Again, I was so happy she was there. Ella was waiting on Aunt KK. The whole time I'm at the hospital I keep thinking that there is no way that I'm having this baby before midnight. I told Kaley that there was no way she was coming that fast, so she didn't need to speed. I don't think I convinced her or Ella that it would be a slow delivery. Nevertheless, while I'm laboring down I begin to run a fever and Ella's heart rate goes up a bit. The nurse doesn't like this and calls Dr. Lopez--she is now on her way. (Somewhere in here Vicki didn't get the memo that I was in actual labor and walked in. It was pretty funny actually. It made me reminisce about our engagement when Mark was down on one knee and the waitress brought the cake to the table and just froze--very similar. Thank goodness Vicki didn't see anything to scar her for life. ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:30: I honestly can't remember what happened at every step along the way, but I do know I started pushing about this time. I apparently was not doing a very good job...according to my nurse and later my dr. I totally blame that on the second dose of epidural meds. I couldn't feel ANYTHING. However, after about 30 mins of pushing, I started to get a little feeling. I guess it was enough to make a difference. About 10:15 pm, Dr. Lopez basically said that because I had fever and Ella's heart rate was so high, I had to get her out ASAP. She said the dreaded word: Forceps! Eek, no thanks. However, what I didn't know is that Mark was watching the monitor, and Ella's heart rate was so high that it was making the screen turn red. I kinda knew that something not so great was up because of the look on his face. However, I decided that I had to remain calm and focus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two contractions later at 10:36 we had a beautiful baby girl. She was crying from the get-go. She looked just like me...probably because she was covered in vernix. Dr. Lopez placed her on my chest while Mark grabbed the camera. She was absolutely beautiful. I have never been so in love in my life. I am totally in love with Mark, more and more each day, but like my mama says- "It's a different kind of love." She had to be examined by the NICU team since we both had fevers and heart rate had been high. However, she was just fine and scored a 9 on her apgar tests. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our healthy girl weighed 7 lbs 7 oz and was 19 3/4'' long. She was just an hour and a half of her daddy's birthday. I was hoping she'd have her own day to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty funny that Mark said that people had told him to take things to do because it was pretty boring. We had no time for boring! My entire labor from actually feeling contractions was about 4 1/2 hours. I feel so blessed, but a little nervous about the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Ella was taken off to the nursery, I got to spend some time with my sister. It was great. I really enjoyed those 15 mins. Then I got to see the rest of the visitors. We had lots of family and friends there to greet us when we got out of the labor and delivery room. Her Nana and PaPa, her Gpa and Gammy, Aunt Libby and Uncle Bobby, Aunt KK, Courtney (my bff), "Aunt" Vicki, and my wonderful Aunt Mavis. Thank you all for coming!!! We love you. We also had lots of visitors in the days to follow--thanks to you guys too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had jaundice for the first couple of days, so we had to make regular trips to the hospital for lab work. We became good friends with the receptionist and phlembotomist. But we are glad we don't have to go back for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is eating really well...not to say it wasn't a challenge. That's a whole different breastfeeding blog I'll spare you all from. She sleeps quite a bit actually. Since she's gaining weight I let her tell me when she is hungry these days. That makes feeding so much easier. I loooove being home with her all day. I just want to sit and stare at her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is her two week birthday. A friend asked me what the best and worst part was of the last two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Worst: Every time she cries I get upset. I need remember that she is just communicating. &lt;br /&gt;Best: Everything else! Maybe because I am the only one that can experience this, but I love the way she looks at me while she is eating. It's like there is some special bond that only the two of us can have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadie is a wonderful big sister and quite protective of her baby sis. She doesn't love crying, and she gets really nervous about Ella's hiccups. But she likes to sit right by who ever is holding Ella at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have to brag about my amazing husband though.  He was AWESOME though the entire delivery.  I never could've done it without him.  I know he was tempted to check the Rangers score (and I'm sure he did), but he was totally supportive.  More importantly, he is great father.  Mark isn't one of these people that always knew he wanted children and so on.  But once he laid eyes on our beautiful baby girl, he was smitten.  He is a natural at fatherhood.  The man, my best friend, never ceases to amaze me!   I LOVE YOU, MARKY (I doubt he'll even read this).  :)&lt;br /&gt;I know I left something out... impossible you say. It was a little scary for a while, but I just constantly prayed and felt a sense of calm that everything would be okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...time to go enjoy my little bundle of job-and maybe a shower today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-246867902781274186?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/246867902781274186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/05/ella-kerringtons-birth-day-story.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/246867902781274186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/246867902781274186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/05/ella-kerringtons-birth-day-story.html' title='Ella Kerrington&apos;s Birth Day Story'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S_GDwpk8QuI/AAAAAAAABFA/BGktCw9nc2A/s72-c/mom+235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-8106223793040467498</id><published>2010-05-16T15:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T15:34:53.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaley's Version</title><content type='html'>Until I have time to write my own version of Ella's arrival, Kaley's is quite good. Plus, she has cute pictures uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link:  http://kaleyandcasey.blogspot.com/2010/05/baby-ellas-arrival.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to work on it tomorrow... I think it'll be quite lengthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-8106223793040467498?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8106223793040467498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/05/kaleys-version.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/8106223793040467498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/8106223793040467498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/05/kaleys-version.html' title='Kaley&apos;s Version'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-8011089269731656013</id><published>2010-05-12T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T16:11:17.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S-s1i8pro0I/AAAAAAAABE4/TZ8uP64HFJ4/s1600/ella+hosp..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S-s1i8pro0I/AAAAAAAABE4/TZ8uP64HFJ4/s320/ella+hosp..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470525046884377410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our darling bundle of joy, Ella Kerrington, made an unexpected appearance into the world at 10:36 pm on Monday, May 3 (an hour and a half short of her daddy's birthday).  She weighed in at 7lb 7oz and was 19.5 inches long.  I plan on writing a future post about the crazily fast and somewhat scary delivery and all it entailed at a later date.  For now, I will just say that being a mommy is amazing!!!  Even when she was screaming her head off at 3:30 this morning and when I continuously fell asleep feeding her, I was in love.  Mark is an incredible father.  Not that I doubted it, but he just amazes me every day!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S-sMl5TX2cI/AAAAAAAABEw/rib8FGghAu0/s1600/ella+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S-sMl5TX2cI/AAAAAAAABEw/rib8FGghAu0/s320/ella+pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470480017548368322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to write more and post pictures.  It'll happen...maybe at the next nap.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is WOW.  It IS the most amazing experience of my life.  ...and she's super cute too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who has commented or congratulated.  I hope to reply to you all soon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much LOVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-8011089269731656013?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8011089269731656013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/05/shes-here.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/8011089269731656013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/8011089269731656013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/05/shes-here.html' title='She&apos;s Here!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S-s1i8pro0I/AAAAAAAABE4/TZ8uP64HFJ4/s72-c/ella+hosp..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-5477615287014007688</id><published>2010-04-21T16:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:08:17.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maternity Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S8-TNj6ogtI/AAAAAAAABEM/NKxn45wZUmA/s1600/_MG_9796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S8-TNj6ogtI/AAAAAAAABEM/NKxn45wZUmA/s320/_MG_9796.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462746734212448978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S8-TM6mgl8I/AAAAAAAABEE/NMsPvSSLbas/s1600/_MG_9522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S8-TM6mgl8I/AAAAAAAABEE/NMsPvSSLbas/s320/_MG_9522.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462746723122190274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S8-TMfbs03I/AAAAAAAABD8/yv2wHPvkQ1k/s1600/_MG_9428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S8-TMfbs03I/AAAAAAAABD8/yv2wHPvkQ1k/s320/_MG_9428.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462746715829097330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S8-R-ioEKiI/AAAAAAAABDs/sJPzS6OBD3A/s1600/_MG_9367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S8-R-ioEKiI/AAAAAAAABDs/sJPzS6OBD3A/s320/_MG_9367.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462745376656468514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S8-R-T2reDI/AAAAAAAABDk/dsEP-Zzu8w4/s1600/_MG_9321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S8-R-T2reDI/AAAAAAAABDk/dsEP-Zzu8w4/s320/_MG_9321.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462745372691232818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S8-R98cAOQI/AAAAAAAABDc/noyoHw42-dA/s1600/_MG_9220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S8-R98cAOQI/AAAAAAAABDc/noyoHw42-dA/s320/_MG_9220.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462745366405331202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S8-R9R6zhPI/AAAAAAAABDU/eICC_o3ZSMY/s1600/_MG_9213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S8-R9R6zhPI/AAAAAAAABDU/eICC_o3ZSMY/s320/_MG_9213.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462745354991797490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I would post a few more maternity pictures this week, and here they are. Mel did a fabulous job.  If you are ever in the Austin area or in need of a photographer in general check out www.iheartphotos.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few of my favorites.  There are many more, and if you want to see all 76 proofs, just let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-5477615287014007688?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5477615287014007688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/04/maternity-pictures.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/5477615287014007688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/5477615287014007688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/04/maternity-pictures.html' title='Maternity Pictures'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S8-TNj6ogtI/AAAAAAAABEM/NKxn45wZUmA/s72-c/_MG_9796.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-6197819936145266293</id><published>2010-04-18T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T17:51:36.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S8uoncxQpfI/AAAAAAAABDM/BSihYgLdmX4/s1600/_MG_9604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S8uoncxQpfI/AAAAAAAABDM/BSihYgLdmX4/s320/_MG_9604.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461644368808027634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been almost a month since the last time I blogged.  I want to get so much better at this when Ella makes her appearance.  Totally not sure if that will happen...I'm sure all of you moms will tell me it won't.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fabulous weekend in Hamilton, I have tons of great friends and family, and I am so thankful for EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later this week I'll post a few pictures of from our maternity shoot.  They turned out absolutely fabulous.  I really don't know which to order because I love them all.  I'll give you a little taste and then post a few more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'll try to get up nursery pics once everything is in its place and unpacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another "oh", I love this cooler weather!  Yes, you heard me.  I, Lacey Delayne Neie Jenkins, LOVE the cool weather right now.  Add to the thankful list that I'm happy to have my beautiful baby BEFORE summer starts.  And for all my friends that are going to still be pregnant, stay indoors!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to read some essays written by my highly intelligent students, take a bubble bath, and cheer on the Mavs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-6197819936145266293?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6197819936145266293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-been-month.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/6197819936145266293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/6197819936145266293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-been-month.html' title='It&apos;s been a month!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S8uoncxQpfI/AAAAAAAABDM/BSihYgLdmX4/s72-c/_MG_9604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-5955354487246476199</id><published>2010-03-20T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T09:36:46.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Award Winning Chocolate Chip Cookies Recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S6T5gbGnaBI/AAAAAAAABCo/Vps05p0N0Dw/s1600-h/cookies2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S6T5gbGnaBI/AAAAAAAABCo/Vps05p0N0Dw/s320/cookies2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450755784451778578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So perhaps my nesting takes a different form...baking!  Never in my life have I had a sweet tooth.  I'm generally a salty tater chip kinda gal.  I found this recipe yesterday and made these AMAZING cookies.  They are so good.  I had them with a half-caff coffee, and it was to die for.&lt;br /&gt;(Pics are from iphone, not so great.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S6T5ZJI95LI/AAAAAAAABCg/H_xwPumdijw/s1600-h/cookies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S6T5ZJI95LI/AAAAAAAABCg/H_xwPumdijw/s320/cookies1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450755659370718386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes 3 dozen.&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;2-1/4 cups all-purpose flour &lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon baking soda &lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1 cup butter, softened (I used salted, if you use unsalted you might want to throw in a pinch of salt)&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup packed brown sugar &lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup white sugar &lt;br /&gt;1 (3.4 ounce) package instant vanilla pudding mix &lt;br /&gt;2 eggs &lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon vanilla extract &lt;br /&gt;2 cups semisweet chocolate chips &lt;br /&gt;1-1/3 cups and 2 tablespoons chopped walnuts (optional-I didn't add the nuts this time.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Sift together the flour and baking soda, baking powder, set aside. &lt;br /&gt;In a large bowl, cream together the butter, brown sugar, and white sugar. Beat in the instant pudding mix until blended. Stir in the eggs and vanilla. Blend in the flour mixture. Finally, stir in the chocolate chips and nuts. Drop cookies by rounded spoonfuls onto ungreased cookie sheets. &lt;br /&gt;Bake for 10 to 12 minutes (I stuck with the 10 mins; it was plenty and they came out moist)in the preheated oven. Edges should be golden brown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-5955354487246476199?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5955354487246476199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/03/award-winning-chocolate-chip-cookies.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/5955354487246476199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/5955354487246476199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/03/award-winning-chocolate-chip-cookies.html' title='Award Winning Chocolate Chip Cookies Recipe'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S6T5gbGnaBI/AAAAAAAABCo/Vps05p0N0Dw/s72-c/cookies2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-2304486672916254130</id><published>2010-03-18T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T08:50:56.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Spring Break, so far...</title><content type='html'>My sister-in-law, Libby, and cousin's wife/friend, Courtney, did an amazing job with my shower this past Saturday.  It was absolutely beautiful.  I cannot believe all of the hard work they put into it.  Libby made the most amazing diaper cakes I've ever seen.  They were gorgeous.  I also received tons of goodies from family and friends/coworkers.  It was such a fun experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S6JJc-2V4II/AAAAAAAABCY/-h2r8I4jxiM/s1600-h/diaper+cake+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S6JJc-2V4II/AAAAAAAABCY/-h2r8I4jxiM/s320/diaper+cake+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449999261327810690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and Kaley also came up for the shower.  Dad stayed until Sunday night then returned Tuesday-Wednesday night with Grandma.  They helped get my house in order.  I really wish we had before and after pictures.  Kaley and Mom went through every closet, except mine, and organized them. We took a lot of stuff tp my church's garage sale and trashed a lot too! Mark and I have been in this house for 5 years and had never really done this.  We got rid of lots of college crap.  Since I can't move very quickly and get out of breath when I do, they did most of the work.  Dad did all of the things we aren't so great at--hung shelves, made a new shelf for my laundry room, etc.&lt;br /&gt;The nursery bedding is finished, but those pictures are on Kaley's camera.  It looks fabulous!  Mom did such a wonderful job.  I'll post pictures once we get a few more things done in there.  I'm waiting for organizers to come in from Wal Mart since I quickly decided that the Container Store would not be in the budget.  I also need to finish the letters above the crib.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Libby and Courtney for a wonderful shower!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mama, Kaley, and Daddy for helping so much around the house!  It never would've gotten done without you!  Mark and I really appreciate you!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-2304486672916254130?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2304486672916254130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-spring-break-so-far.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/2304486672916254130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/2304486672916254130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-spring-break-so-far.html' title='My Spring Break, so far...'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S6JJc-2V4II/AAAAAAAABCY/-h2r8I4jxiM/s72-c/diaper+cake+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-617761935288897817</id><published>2010-02-27T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T13:07:32.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 29 update</title><content type='html'>I really hope I get better at blogging once Ella comes along, but I have a feeling life will be even more hectic.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of today, I have completed 29 weeks of pregnancy.  I feel so accomplished.  ;)  Once I hit the 30 week mark next Saturday, I have a feeling reality might set it.  It already did yesterday a little.  After taking a bath, I tried to get up and out and realized it was not so easy.  Then I just stared at this huge belly in front of me.  This is real!  I'm so ready to have her in my arms though.  I'm not just saying this because I'm getting uncomforable, but I want to see her and touch her and change her diapers already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can be quite the mover.  The weekends seem a little more relaxed for her.  But during the week, she is jabbing feet into my rib cage and hands down in groin.  Maybe she's tall... her legs did look pretty long in her 3d sonogram.  That was an amazing experience but quite surreal too.  It took quite a bit of work to get her moving, but we got some great shots.  I've attached one of her cuddling as she napped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S4mHqrAnk7I/AAAAAAAABBw/E4R_NA3GT_4/s1600-h/ella+3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S4mHqrAnk7I/AAAAAAAABBw/E4R_NA3GT_4/s320/ella+3d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443030791823528882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began our Prepared Childbirth classes Wednesday.  We'll take them through the end of March.  That was quite an experience.  I am so glad we are doing it!  Mark is the best sport and hilarious to participate with.  I knew this would be quite an exciting journey with him by side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think I'm starting to "nest".  I truly didn't think this would happen to me. I HATE cleaning with a passion.  However, today I successfully took apart the refrigerator, freezer, and pantry scrubbed them and rid them of items waaaaaay past expiration.  I really want to start on other areas, but I'm afraid I'll never get those papers graded.  So maybe there is something to this... I thought it was all a lie. I mean, my belly button hasn't turned inside out.  That, I am thankful for!  I hope I don't eat my words and wake up with an outtie tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are busy fools through April.  Many events and so few outfits.  Unfortunately, I am not loving all the maternity wear styles--especially dresses.  Maybe I'm picky. But the dresses I would actually wear are totally out of my price range for a one time wear.  I'm sure I'll find something for showers and such.  It's just such a chore to search.  Plus, I'm getting pretty darn big.  I'm totally blaming it on my short torso.  She can only go "out" because the up and down space is taken.  Like I said, feet in ribs by week 25.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it warms up soon so I can start taking Sadie for a walk and enjoying the outdoors.  You all have a great March!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-617761935288897817?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/617761935288897817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/02/week-29-update.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/617761935288897817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/617761935288897817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/02/week-29-update.html' title='Week 29 update'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S4mHqrAnk7I/AAAAAAAABBw/E4R_NA3GT_4/s72-c/ella+3d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-3113888589269696470</id><published>2010-02-12T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T12:23:49.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Years! Third Trimester! Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S3W4FCVPHuI/AAAAAAAABBo/tV270his9B8/s1600-h/ljcam+252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S3W4FCVPHuI/AAAAAAAABBo/tV270his9B8/s320/ljcam+252.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437454521784540898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have more than one topic to discuss every time I decide to write. Perhaps I should write more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Years!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark and I have been together for 8 years on Valentine's Day. It all started with a quick chat in Meteorology lab, then a date to Olive Garden. Now, here we are 8 years later and happier than I could've ever imagined. I really feel lucky and blessed to have such an easy marriage. We are completely in love and have the best time together. I feel like it gets better every day. I think I speak for both us when I say that we are much better together than apart.  Which brings me to my next blessing in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third Trimester!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely cannot believe that tomorrow is the last day of the second trimester. This means, I am on the downhill slide to mommyhood. I'm very excited, very scared, and very anxious. Though, I'm mostly ready to just meet my Princess #2 (Sadie was the first Princess in my life ;) ). We have so much to do. So hopefully she'll hold off until May as planned. Ohhh, I can't wait! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Snow!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the largest amount of snow EVER for Dallas over the past couple of days. It was an amazing sight. I had to drive home from Austin yesterday morning. Thankfully, it was just a mist until Burleson, and then the white hit. I was literally right beside the Texas Motor Speedway sign before I could see it. I made it home and quickly changed into my pjs for the rest of the day. We have a snow day again today, which gives me a 5 day weekend. Woo hoo. I got 5 loads of laundry done yesterday, so now I'm relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S3W4Enc4r0I/AAAAAAAABBg/UXVBxQtIHuU/s1600-h/ljcam+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S3W4Enc4r0I/AAAAAAAABBg/UXVBxQtIHuU/s320/ljcam+256.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437454514568867650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark and I are going to Fogo de Chao tonight for our Valentine's Day dinner. Yummm, I think I'll just put the Tums in my pocket now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are off for President's Day, so I scheduled a 3d/4d sonogram. I can't wait to see who/what she looks like. I know she won't be all plump yet, but hopefully she'll be "practicing her cheers" so we get some good footage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-3113888589269696470?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3113888589269696470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/02/8-years-third-trimester-snow.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/3113888589269696470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/3113888589269696470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/02/8-years-third-trimester-snow.html' title='8 Years! Third Trimester! Snow!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/S3W4FCVPHuI/AAAAAAAABBo/tV270his9B8/s72-c/ljcam+252.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-3923019936043252599</id><published>2010-01-24T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T12:21:25.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Have a Name...We are 6 months along...We began a registry!</title><content type='html'>What a busy past couple of weeks for the Jenkins house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided on a name for our little girl.  Her name will be Ella.  She is named after my grandma (Adelene Frieda Ella) and my great,great-grandmother (Ella).  We are still considering middle names, but I am just happy to have a beautiful name picked out for her that means so much to me.  My grandma is an amazing lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a BIG day!  For one, I am now 24 weeks pregnant, which is technically the beginning of six months by these strange pregnancy standards.  So exciting!  I'm getting very ready for May. Luckily, I am not feeling terrible.  I'm just getting ready to meet her.  We also set up our baby registry.  It isn't completely ready yet, but wow!  It was definitely an experience. Mark and I learned a lot.  Mostly that we are quickly running out of room.  I hope to have it cleaned up and ready this afternoon.  The bottles and the carseats/strollers were by far the most overwhelming part.  Hopefully we made some good guesses on items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and dad are coming next weekend.  I hope we can get things organized and decisions made about the nursery.  Mom plans on making the nursery bedding.  We have the fabric...now we just have to get it all rolling.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other note, Miss Ella is practicing her cheers, as Aunt KK says, night and day.  She is moving all over the place.  I love it.  :)  Sadie loves laying on my belly, but her little sister insists on kicking her.  Sisterly love already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-3923019936043252599?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3923019936043252599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-have-namewe-are-6-months-alongwe.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/3923019936043252599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/3923019936043252599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-have-namewe-are-6-months-alongwe.html' title='We Have a Name...We are 6 months along...We began a registry!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-6394346172021489282</id><published>2009-12-31T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T13:14:28.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/Sz0UF3Zm6PI/AAAAAAAABA8/VEqXeY7WJfc/s1600-h/ScannedImage003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/Sz0UF3Zm6PI/AAAAAAAABA8/VEqXeY7WJfc/s320/ScannedImage003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421511617427204338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark and I are excited to announce that we are having a Baby Girl in May.  We had the ultrasound done Tuesday that confirmed Mark's prediction.  I was totally wrong!  We are very excited and can't wait to meet her.  Although, we have lots to do between now and then.  And no, we don't have a name yet.  :)  Baby Girl J is saying hello to everyone in the picture I posted.  Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-6394346172021489282?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6394346172021489282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/12/baby-girl.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/6394346172021489282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/6394346172021489282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/12/baby-girl.html' title='Baby Girl!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/Sz0UF3Zm6PI/AAAAAAAABA8/VEqXeY7WJfc/s72-c/ScannedImage003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-1049047204824576471</id><published>2009-12-19T12:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T07:11:02.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Time of Thanks</title><content type='html'>There are so many things I am thankful for this holiday season.  The Lord has provided so much for our family this past year.  This is just a short list that I intend to keep adding to.  I hope you all have a blessed and safe holiday.&lt;br /&gt;1. Family, including Baby J&lt;br /&gt;2. My family's health (especially Kaley, David, and Grandma)&lt;br /&gt;3. Friend, yes you!&lt;br /&gt;4. My wonderfully smart students&lt;br /&gt;5. Having my own classroom!&lt;br /&gt;6. Gifts under the tree&lt;br /&gt;7. Employment&lt;br /&gt;8. My helpful husband and great marriage&lt;br /&gt;... and the list will continue when I don't need a shower horribly bad!  :)&lt;br /&gt;9. A great Christmas sermon about "giving" by Rev. Lee&lt;br /&gt;10. Beautiful weather&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-1049047204824576471?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1049047204824576471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-of-thanks.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/1049047204824576471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/1049047204824576471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-of-thanks.html' title='A Time of Thanks'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-9126613197608877075</id><published>2009-12-08T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T19:31:37.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW!</title><content type='html'>I don't have time to write because I'm finishing up my lesson for tomorrow, and I'm getting observed tomorrow.  Bleh...  However, I just wanted to share my pictures of snow.  This is the snow we received last week.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/Sx8ZwrtwtyI/AAAAAAAABAY/uJ0kUSGWXyY/s1600-h/dec09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/Sx8ZwrtwtyI/AAAAAAAABAY/uJ0kUSGWXyY/s320/dec09+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413073601281701666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/Sx8ZJGDOw2I/AAAAAAAABAQ/enfXKo_y4tY/s1600-h/dec09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/Sx8ZJGDOw2I/AAAAAAAABAQ/enfXKo_y4tY/s320/dec09+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413072921156305762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/Sx8Y2qjji6I/AAAAAAAABAI/6QnLi4Nh8-o/s1600-h/dec09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/Sx8Y2qjji6I/AAAAAAAABAI/6QnLi4Nh8-o/s320/dec09+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413072604538047394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-9126613197608877075?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/9126613197608877075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/9126613197608877075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/9126613197608877075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow.html' title='SNOW!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/Sx8ZwrtwtyI/AAAAAAAABAY/uJ0kUSGWXyY/s72-c/dec09+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-8858036730991772591</id><published>2009-11-23T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T13:38:30.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This could be TMI: the crazy thing about pregnancy...</title><content type='html'>When you are a child, you dream of pregnancy being the ultimate feminine time in your life.  However, it's quite the contrary.  First, I will never be one to complain because I have not been very sick (never vomitted) and am so thankful for that!  I do find it quite interesting though, that all of these recent changes are making me feel more like a MAN than a woman.  Just a little list of the crazy hormone-induced occurrences&lt;br /&gt;1. Belching, a lot!&lt;br /&gt;2. Gas, a lot!&lt;br /&gt;3. Looks like I have a beer gut-just no beer drinking.&lt;br /&gt;4. A new small little covering of hair of my tummy (glad it's mostly blonde).&lt;br /&gt;5. Hungry, all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I feel like a MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The irony that child-bearing makes me feel more like a man, makes me laugh out loud.  I'm so thankful everything is going smoothly so far, but I can't help but find humor in these changes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would've thunk it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no shame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've almost made it to the 4 month mark.  Yay!  One more month until we get to find out the gender...let the shopping begin (especially for Kaley and Mom).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-8858036730991772591?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8858036730991772591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-could-be-tmi-crazy-thing-about.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/8858036730991772591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/8858036730991772591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-could-be-tmi-crazy-thing-about.html' title='This could be TMI: the crazy thing about pregnancy...'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-357083233060339594</id><published>2009-09-27T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T15:56:10.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not so good at this blogging thing...</title><content type='html'>I just realized that I haven't posted a blog since July 21.  That's over two months!  Well, I guess that goes to show how dedicated I am to my job and my 75 students.  Yep, that's right.  75 all packed into three classes.  School started off a little rocky with many late nights planning and grading for AP English IV and Pre AP English II.  I am still doing those things, but I am trying to get better at balancing everything out.  I'm not Superwoman, after all...I look awful in leotards.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a garage sale yesterday and made around $150.  Not too shabby for throwing it together at the last minute.  Mark decided around 12:30 yesterday that he wanted to go to the A&amp;M game. So Mark, Bobby, Libby, and I packed up the garage sale and were on the road to College Station by 2pm.  We picked a great game!  What a blow out. It was fun to be back, even if for only a couple of hours.  The strangest thing is the MSC being closed and the floor of G.Rollie the transformed into a bookstore.  It was madness, but Libby and I got some cute A&amp;M tshirts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, we slept in.  It's been a pretty typical Jenkins Sunday:  Mark watching football and me grading essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to my family coming this weekend for the Lupus Walk.  It is going to be a lot of fun to get together.  However, the reward is that we've raised quite a bit of money for the Alliance for Lupus Research Foundation.  Yay.  Such a special organization.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case it is two more months before I get a chance to write again...I'm looking forward to a busy school year full excitement and craziness.  I could use a little boring in life right now, but where's the fun in that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-357083233060339594?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/357083233060339594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-not-so-good-at-this-blogging-thing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/357083233060339594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/357083233060339594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-not-so-good-at-this-blogging-thing.html' title='I&apos;m not so good at this blogging thing...'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-7030359791676643472</id><published>2009-07-21T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T17:09:12.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruise!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (If you were a New Kids fan growing up, read the post underneath this one)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/SmZYi9HXqSI/AAAAAAAAA_k/TG8aBZ6la-o/s1600-h/154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/SmZYi9HXqSI/AAAAAAAAA_k/TG8aBZ6la-o/s320/154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361069763975424290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've really sucked up this whole blogging thing lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well our cruise was fantastic.  The six of us are an entertaining and sometimes motley crew.  There are so many hilarious and little things that happened.  I'm going to make an album soon to post on here.  I think pictures probably describe it best.  A few high lights were....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dad ate about 15 ice cream cones on the 4 day trip.  He was in Heaven!&lt;br /&gt;2. Our service wasn't too great, but that gave us plenty of dinner time to talk and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;3. At our formal night Mark was using it spoon as a paper launcher.  ADD?&lt;br /&gt;4. Mom kicked everyone's butt at snorkeling.&lt;br /&gt;5. Kaley had to be personally swam out to the reef by yours truly.  To her defense she had a broken snorkel and goggles.  Some things never change.&lt;br /&gt;6. Dad and Kaley lasted approximately 3 minutes and 38 seconds in the canoe.&lt;br /&gt;7. We all ate way too much.  &lt;br /&gt;8. The chocolate melting cake&lt;br /&gt;9. No one puked, but there were times we didn't all feel so great.  Except Mark, he's immune to sea sickness.&lt;br /&gt;10.  Federer finally beat Roddick so then we got to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;11.  Camp Carnival-no hood rats in sight.&lt;br /&gt;12. The July 4th apparel and leis.  Smile, Mark and Casey!!!! (see above picture)&lt;br /&gt;13. THE ANNIVERSARY CAKE AND DECORATIONS OUR FAMILY DID FOR US.  SO GOOD AND SO NICE OF THEM! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are plenty more, as I remember I will add...&lt;br /&gt;Again, the pictures are the best story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-7030359791676643472?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7030359791676643472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/07/cruise.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/7030359791676643472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/7030359791676643472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/07/cruise.html' title='Cruise!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (If you were a New Kids fan growing up, read the post underneath this one)'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/SmZYi9HXqSI/AAAAAAAAA_k/TG8aBZ6la-o/s72-c/154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-4438221413181479145</id><published>2009-07-21T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T17:02:27.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L&amp;K 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/SmZPmv8aZfI/AAAAAAAAA_c/gNmF1FoPbQw/s1600-h/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/SmZPmv8aZfI/AAAAAAAAA_c/gNmF1FoPbQw/s320/083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361059933554632178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/SmZPNHXJ2PI/AAAAAAAAA_U/cOizrUJAh_s/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/SmZPNHXJ2PI/AAAAAAAAA_U/cOizrUJAh_s/s200/072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361059493164210418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/SmZPBkbrZpI/AAAAAAAAA_M/1M3TJjJlRYI/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/SmZPBkbrZpI/AAAAAAAAA_M/1M3TJjJlRYI/s200/047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361059294809384594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaley and I have decided that this 5 hour distance between the two of us is ridiculous. It will not stand in the way of our bond of sisterhood! So we have designated at least one week/end during the summer to be L&amp;K Week or Weekend, which ever the schedule allows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2007, she came up here and we did planning for her wedding.&lt;br /&gt;In 2008, I went to down there for a week. Little did I know I would return a week later when she was in the hospital. So last year's week made this one all that much sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided on this weekend because... get this... the New Kids on the Block were in Dallas Friday. We were not exactly sure what to expect. Around 5 pm we loaded up in the car with Rhylan's wife Courtney and began our journey to the Superpages Center in Dallas, formerly known at the Smirnoff Center. Our tickets said 7:00 pm on them, so we gave ourselves plenty of cushion for the unpredictable Dallas traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we arrived, there was no big shock. Thousands of fans were waiting outside. And this next part- don't let it surprise you too much- the fans were comprised of 98% females, ages 22-36, donning New Kids paraphernalia. The 6 inch buttons!!! I wish I would've dug my Joey button out for the occasion. Well, little did we know, the gates opened at 7 and the concert didn't start until 8. So when we arrived about 6:30 we got to sweat out in the heat while the workers swept leaves...very odd. There was a stampede and moving of gates once people were let in, which seemed a little out of places since these are the same sweet ladies you see pushing their toddlers around the mall in strollers. All were very anxious for Donnie Walberg's crotch grabbing episodes, I suppose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the show started, we got to see the Jabbawockeez (spell?) perform. Apparently they won America's Best Dance Crew. They were pretty good for the first five minutes but a bit boring after that. They had on the crazy masks that really freaked the three of us out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anticipation was building... we just wanted to see Joey, Jordan, Donnie, Jon, and Danny!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting we noticed that the people sitting in the grass behind us, that paid $20 less a ticket, were moving into some empty seats. LESSON: WHEN GOING TO SUPERPAGES, DON'T PAY FOR THE REAL SEATS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well girls, it was worth the wait. When The Kids stepped onto that stage singing, every female in that place was suddenly sucked into a time machine and taken back 20 years. I honestly felt like a 9 or 10 year old out there screaming, singing, sweating, screaming. It was the most insance nostalgic feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sang a great mix of new stuff (which is pretty darn good!) and the old stuff. Of course when Joey sang "Please Don't Go Girl" we melted, and when Jordan sang...well, anything, we melted. Their last performanace was Step by Step, which is way better in person than it is the the VHS we watchen until it ruined. Their encore performance was Hangin' Tough. So good! It would take me hours to describe the whole event. Simple, fantastic. If they come on tour again and you were a fan... go! Well worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love Joey Mac and Kaley still loves Jordan. They have gotten better with age!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we slept in, had pool time, and then had the most amazing sushi. I love sushi. I wish it wasn't so expensive, or I would have it once a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we had a little more pool time and fabulous Pei Wei before I took Kaley to the airport. Love that place, too! We love food. It shows on me... not so much on her. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sooo sad she had to leave. We love our husbands dearly, but no one can be as good of a friend as your sister. There is a special bond that is unexplainable. We are getting more alike as we get older. We like to do the same things, enjoy the same music, love the summer time, same food, and so much more. We still have our major differences of course. She is way more organized, way more outspoken, and way more sassy. I am trying very hard to get more organized, but I don't worry about being outspoken...I'll just make her do it for me. Just like we did when we were kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the L&amp;K adventures to come. We would like to maybe do a little travelling and sightseeing. It was a relaxing, no-expectations, spontaneous, and giggle-filled weekend that was perfect! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to get too emotional when talking about her and our sister/best friend love, so I am going to cut it short here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaley, if I left anything else out, please let me know. There was wayyy too much to include. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading Kaley's, I realized I left a few things out... check her out.  http://kaleyandcasey.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-kids-on-block.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-4438221413181479145?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4438221413181479145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/07/l-2009.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/4438221413181479145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/4438221413181479145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/07/l-2009.html' title='L&amp;K 2009'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/SmZPmv8aZfI/AAAAAAAAA_c/gNmF1FoPbQw/s72-c/083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-1063350270709801358</id><published>2009-07-01T12:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T12:44:36.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathetically in love with my pooch</title><content type='html'>In the midst of all the excitement surrounding our departure into the Carribean, one thing was overlooked.  My infatuation and surmounting affection toward my puppy.  Sadie is a big girl and has stayed away before, but I am taking it very hard this time around.  I know all of you people with children are rolling your eyes and sighing in disbelief, but this little fur ball "completes me".  I cannot wait to board that ship with my family, but I am so torn because I have to leave her at that awful kennel.  (It really isn't that bad.  I wouldn't leave my dog somewhere awful... but  I still hate it.) I have found myself growing closer and closer to this little doggy.  And when days go by without her, I find myself searching all over the house for her or waiting for her to come in while I run the ice maker.  All those little habits that once annoyed me and that I now don't think twice about, I long for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she stays with mom and dad I can at least call and check up on her numerous times--ahem--a day.  I get the run down about how many times she has pottied, what toys she has played with, and who has gotten the most "hugs".  She is the best hug giver of all time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could stow her away without serious repercussions, you bet I would.  That bed is going to be lonely with only 2 bodies in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night seems so far away.  Pathetic...I know.  :)  I sure will miss her though,  Morning suffocation* included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Once my eyelids crack open in the mornings, she finds it necessary to pounce on my chest and put her face on top of mine.  A smothering hug, if you will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-1063350270709801358?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1063350270709801358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/07/pathetically-in-love-with-my-pooch.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/1063350270709801358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/1063350270709801358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/07/pathetically-in-love-with-my-pooch.html' title='Pathetically in love with my pooch'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-3785703373020118260</id><published>2009-06-26T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:12:45.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Age, in fact, is relevant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/SkUlAWll2BI/AAAAAAAAA-M/zdqOtaXB9qs/s1600-h/mj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/SkUlAWll2BI/AAAAAAAAA-M/zdqOtaXB9qs/s320/mj.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351724420193179666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are discussing the death of pop icons, age matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home yesterday I was talking to my mom, and she let me know that Farrah Fawcett had passed away. She was very upset about she and Ryan not marrying, and talked about the old series Peyton Place, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, the connection she had to the death was completely absent for me. Yes, I am sad Farrah passed away, but I did not feel the passion about her death that my mother did. In truth, it was relieving to know that Farrah is no longer suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her that I was walking by a tv on my way out of the conference and saw that Michael Jackson was taken to the hospital. She had not heard this yet, so she asked Dad about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yeah, I think he actually died," I heard in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh, what?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got it. I got the drowning of emotions feeling that my mom had just described about Farrah. (Although, I think it is fair to say that Michael's death was slightly more unexpected due to Farrah's recent reports.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought penetrating my mind was, "Michael can't die. The King of Pop doesn't die!" I had a montage of Michael images sifting through my brain: the glove, the jerry curl, the military jackets, the white shirt flowing in the wind, the Thriller video, and the list goes on. There are some people you just never imagine leaving this earth. It is a very surreal and uncertain thing to experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard on the radio this morning that this is kind of like Elvis dying for other generations. I wouldn't know, but I would assume that is an accurate assessment. Elvis and Michael didn't push the boundaries of their genres; they set the boundaries for those who followed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just amazes me that generations grieve so differently. Icons from your formative years dying seems incomprehensible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are some people that will not mourn Michael's death, and maybe not even Farrah. I feel so thankful that I have the memories of him that I do. I am glad I am not older and only appreciate the Jackson 5 (which was my favorite record, yes record, to dance to as a kid)if any of his music at all. I am glad I am not younger and only know of the "weird" MJ with Neverland and dangling babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However you feel, you cannot deny the fact that a legend has passed. There will never be another like him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-3785703373020118260?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3785703373020118260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/06/age-in-fact-is-relevant.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/3785703373020118260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/3785703373020118260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/06/age-in-fact-is-relevant.html' title='Age, in fact, is relevant.'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/SkUlAWll2BI/AAAAAAAAA-M/zdqOtaXB9qs/s72-c/mj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-8051221061401869954</id><published>2009-06-24T19:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:25:57.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Who Does Not Age, Brooke Greenberg Baffles Doctors - ABC News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/2020/Health/story?id=7880954&amp;page=1"&gt;Girl Who Does Not Age, Brooke Greenberg Baffles Doctors - ABC News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared via &lt;a href="http://addthis.com"&gt;AddThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-8051221061401869954?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8051221061401869954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/06/girl-who-does-not-age-brooke-greenberg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/8051221061401869954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/8051221061401869954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/06/girl-who-does-not-age-brooke-greenberg.html' title='Girl Who Does Not Age, Brooke Greenberg Baffles Doctors - ABC News'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-6941296897459558013</id><published>2009-06-24T19:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:26:56.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind "bottling" article (Blades of Glory reference)</title><content type='html'>Some of you may have seen this already, but I find this article very interesting.  I have been at AP training all week, so I mess around reading news articles on my iphone during breaks.  I ran across this article today.  Insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would not let me put the link in here for some reason.  I am referring to the story above in this post.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-6941296897459558013?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6941296897459558013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/06/mind-bottling-article-blades-of-glory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/6941296897459558013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/6941296897459558013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/06/mind-bottling-article-blades-of-glory.html' title='Mind &quot;bottling&quot; article (Blades of Glory reference)'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-7542669242347686576</id><published>2009-06-21T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:05:58.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day!</title><content type='html'>I could not articulate how blessed I feel to have the amazing daddy I have any better than Kaley did in her blog.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://kaleyandcasey.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day-weekend.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you, Daddy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-7542669242347686576?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7542669242347686576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/7542669242347686576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/7542669242347686576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-5852926698414917832</id><published>2009-06-20T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T12:33:34.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful...</title><content type='html'>We will be in Cozumel two weeks from now.  I just want to briefly say how thankful I am that Kaley is so healthy this summer.  I'm not going to be afraid of jinxing anything and confidently say that I'm so excited for her.  It was only a year ago that I traveled down to Austin to see this frail little girl hooked up to too many machines trying to smile.  It has been a bumpy ride, but those tribulations have turned her into my personal hero.  She looks AMAZING now and feels that way too. God bless her doctors and her inner strength.  Thanks for all your thoughts and prayers.  Having a positive attitude and a belief that things &lt;strong&gt;will &lt;/strong&gt;get better is the hardest part of the battle. Love you, KK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/Sj05bywj5WI/AAAAAAAAA-E/7nqMJJD2wIs/s1600-h/kaleyandlaceymwed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/Sj05bywj5WI/AAAAAAAAA-E/7nqMJJD2wIs/s320/kaleyandlaceymwed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349495082030720354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-5852926698414917832?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5852926698414917832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/06/thankful.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/5852926698414917832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/5852926698414917832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/06/thankful.html' title='Thankful...'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i9hCchmiKqw/Sj05bywj5WI/AAAAAAAAA-E/7nqMJJD2wIs/s72-c/kaleyandlaceymwed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-56796852209933753</id><published>2009-06-19T07:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T12:49:15.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Voles Come to Visit</title><content type='html'>When we returned from Myrtle Beach Monday night, Mark couldn't stand it, he had to go mow the back yard. Well about three minutes into it I heard the mower cut off, and he stormed into the house looking for a flash light. I was on the phone with Dad and very alarmed that we might have a snake in our backyard (or that Mark was trying to trick me since I hid a fake snake under his sheets in Myrtle Beach-mwaahhaha). I ran outside to see a hole in the ground by the cypress tree with what looked like feathers coming out of it. After a few minutes, I still wasn't certain what I was looking at. Mark shined the flashlight on the hole and all of the sudden these small mouselike creatures began crawling out. We thought we had been infiltrated by moles. Since Sadie wasn't home yet, we let them be for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I went out to check on the little critters that were pretty darn cute, but my hatred for rodents would not allow me to love them. It appeared that there were more feathers, or whatever that fluffy junk was, in the hole. I grabbed the overly large fork used for bbq grills (I promise I washed it) and began digging out the stuff to see if babies were still present. Mark came out and decided he could do it better and the next thing I heard was this insanely high pitched screeching noise. I guess he poked one of them, and they weren't too happy. We decided that we needed to relocate the creatures because Sadie was returning to us from her stay at the old folks' home, my parents' house, that night. And since we have a doggy door, we did not want these things to end up in our house in any fashion-dead or alive.  &lt;br /&gt;I found a shoe box and Mark grabbed some gloves and we loaded the little fellas up. I drove around for at least 40 minutes trying to find the best place to relocate. I thought I found a good spot down by a bridge on a back road, but then a car began toward me, and I wussed out. My biggest fear during the entire relocation was that someone was going to drive by and see this twenty-something with a pick ax in one hand (because I had to dig them a new hole) and a shoe box in the other. Okay people, wouldn't you think someone was off burying their beloved pet if you saw this? I think that is against the law in Lantana too. I am actually sure it is since we can't have a garden nor mow our own front yard. Regardless, I finally decided that I was just going to have to dump them somewhere and move on with my life. I felt heartless. I found a nice shaded and dense area of vegetation. I just flung them out of the box and then high-tailed it back to my car. I couldn't even take the time to dig them a new hole.  What would PETA think about me if they got mad at Obama for swatting a fly?  ...cold hearted.&lt;br /&gt;Since I was slightly upset, Mark kept telling me that moles began living on their own very young and that he was sure they were fine. I really thought they were dead meat and my guilt was over taking me. I decided to do a little more research to see if Mark was correct. Using my forensic skills that I've acquired from my many years of watching crime channels and scouring wikipedia, I determined that these were not moles at all. Moles did not have ears...these things had huge ears! We had a case of voles on our hands. This is where my guilt begins to dissipate. Voles will eat your trees! Voles can carry disease like the plague! Voles can destroy your yard and home! Voles can carry disease!  Voles can carry disease!&lt;br /&gt;I am longer sad. I thought my maternal, nurturing side was coming out. However, my instinct to despise rodents was spot-on. Sorry to those of you who find rats, mice, and even hamsters irresistible. I beg to differ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4979456751599193798-56796852209933753?l=markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/56796852209933753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/56796852209933753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4979456751599193798/posts/default/56796852209933753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandlaceyjenkins.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='The Voles Come to Visit'/><author><name>Lacey Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00731429891338555612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4979456751599193798.post-1064674277372737668</id><published>2009-06-18T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T12:12:34.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blog</title><content type='html'>I know that my mom and a few friends really like reading blogs, so here goes. I always said I wouldn't do this until I had kids. However, after recent events with mom and Sadie, my shaggy princess, I realized that I practically have given her her first grandchild (Oh, and Daddy is just as smitten). I titled our, or I guess my because Mark will never get on here, blog "Oh the Places You'll Go" because of my love for Dr. Seuss and because we travel quite a bit. We haven't been to Europe, that damn economy, and we haven't been to a lot of foreign lands; but we have seen quite a bit of the good ol' US of A. Our most recurring vacations are to Myrtle Beach, Hamilton, and Lake Limestone. Those always provide good stories and pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone reading this can tell me how to make my page look "prettier", I would appreciate it. I hate these boring templates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so lucky to be off during the summers. Sadie and I got up and going and cleaned a little this morning, and now we have been napping for an hour or so. Therefore, I am off to finish the laundry left over from Myrtle Beach. 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