tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46258544388368797392024-03-07T21:12:09.246-07:00The Cornia FamilyJennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.comBlogger161125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-30577644415024575972014-10-05T22:03:00.001-06:002014-10-05T22:03:55.200-06:00AnnouncementThis one is a big one. In the end of Augusted we made an announcement. Actually Faith made the announcement we shared w Friends, family and etc. This is how she announced it.<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-BsFhZs6IRRw/VDIUndK5UNI/AAAAAAAABM8/5DR8uLBLFNU/s640/blogger-image-1559301293.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-BsFhZs6IRRw/VDIUndK5UNI/AAAAAAAABM8/5DR8uLBLFNU/s640/blogger-image-1559301293.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Yes we are expecting a baby. Due date is March 26(mind it's Faith Bday) 2015. But since our first OB appointment it's actually changed each time. So I will say the end of March. Faith doesn't really know what she is getting into w this sign, lol. Actually I am sure she will be a great big sister and love her sibling. Oh my yikes we took so many pics of Faith holding the sign. She loves the camera.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-fqZxsogOWcQ/VDIUo7j_oVI/AAAAAAAABNE/ZoTtdYAuVxw/s640/blogger-image-1224309657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-fqZxsogOWcQ/VDIUo7j_oVI/AAAAAAAABNE/ZoTtdYAuVxw/s640/blogger-image-1224309657.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We are so excited. In November we will find out the sex. I am now currently 15 weeks and I am in second trimester now.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-IpQ2jQEQM5s/VDIUqVTUXvI/AAAAAAAABNM/cF-ZiVsYW-s/s640/blogger-image--607808210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-IpQ2jQEQM5s/VDIUqVTUXvI/AAAAAAAABNM/cF-ZiVsYW-s/s640/blogger-image--607808210.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div>Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-75501290792073604832014-10-05T21:52:00.001-06:002014-10-05T21:52:40.437-06:00Bedroom transformationFirst I have to say I am not good at blogging. It is my intention but it doesn't happen. In the beginning of August we decided to do some bedroom remodel/ change things around. Our AC vent was right at the head of the bed almost part way under the bed. Our room has always been about 10 degrees hotter or a little more than downstairs. We do have central air. I just couldn't live w out it. I get so hot(grandma always said I had good cirrulation). If I over heat I am not a happy camper. I just couldn't handle it and I said ok we need to see what we can do. So I thought about how things could be moved and changed. One afternoon we spent most of the time changing our room. Ha and w a toddler who got into everything as we worked on it. <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-cXicelsw5QY/VDIR9cOxWMI/AAAAAAAABMY/1DigxYwk94w/s640/blogger-image-863292095.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-cXicelsw5QY/VDIR9cOxWMI/AAAAAAAABMY/1DigxYwk94w/s640/blogger-image-863292095.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I didn't remember to take before pics but this is after. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DQ8GVF-NHtc/VDISBr4ApcI/AAAAAAAABMw/TiuqQaS3soc/s640/blogger-image--1406581292.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DQ8GVF-NHtc/VDISBr4ApcI/AAAAAAAABMw/TiuqQaS3soc/s640/blogger-image--1406581292.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Believe me when I tell you it looks so much better. We have even more room also. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-AngBzHZnZ7Q/VDIR-yZ_N6I/AAAAAAAABMg/v1qhXL5IcwM/s640/blogger-image--1961715922.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-AngBzHZnZ7Q/VDIR-yZ_N6I/AAAAAAAABMg/v1qhXL5IcwM/s640/blogger-image--1961715922.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">You wouldn't believe how much cooler our room is w the bed not being just part way on it. We love it! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-CGZmxNCvBAg/VDISAJmKFLI/AAAAAAAABMo/1laH2eihuSE/s640/blogger-image--2043556263.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-CGZmxNCvBAg/VDISAJmKFLI/AAAAAAAABMo/1laH2eihuSE/s640/blogger-image--2043556263.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We also got a chance to clean up a bunch of clutter and junk we had in our room, I don't know but some how that stuff multiplies. I was planning on moving the pictures around and as I see I haven't gotten to that yet. And also putting up some pics of Faith in our room. </div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-5891033362532483492014-08-03T20:56:00.001-06:002014-08-03T20:56:08.657-06:00Bread makingI decided to make these French toast roll ups and I ended it using all my bread. I knew I had no plans of going to the grocery store that day. An idea popped in my head that I would try bread making AGAIN! All the other times it just didn't turn out quite right. So I didn't have enough white flour but I also had some wheat flour. I read up on baking bread w wheat flour, tip: make sure you add more water than. When I made the cinnamon rolls I learned a lot. That recipe had step by step instructions, even how to add the flour. I finally figured out what I was doing wrong. So I used my cousins bread recipe. So I used less flour at a time and really let it knead into the dough. I also learned just cause it says 12 c of flour depending on the envioment it may not really need that much. Mine took 9.5. Okay the next thing I discovered my mixer can't handle that much dough. So next time I am going to have to half the recipe. I ended up finishing the kneading on the counter. My little cutie pie loves to now help momma in the kitchen. It doesn't matter what I am doing. She learned to climb up on our kitchen chairs this week and learned how to climb up on the metal chairs at church today. <div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-T96lt7_85n4/U972OOGDVAI/AAAAAAAABLo/ioY69d-5cJ8/s640/blogger-image--1471051716.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-T96lt7_85n4/U972OOGDVAI/AAAAAAAABLo/ioY69d-5cJ8/s640/blogger-image--1471051716.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-JZQ_xYxBpfU/U972JdhILNI/AAAAAAAABLQ/-BbUhl_pKzk/s640/blogger-image--223248667.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-JZQ_xYxBpfU/U972JdhILNI/AAAAAAAABLQ/-BbUhl_pKzk/s640/blogger-image--223248667.jpg"></a></div>Look I got her washing dishes already, lol.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2ZbFOqSWdYg/U972P2PHhRI/AAAAAAAABLw/ujxQ5k1sDPU/s640/blogger-image-1476842147.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2ZbFOqSWdYg/U972P2PHhRI/AAAAAAAABLw/ujxQ5k1sDPU/s640/blogger-image-1476842147.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-lGxMp9bWCaY/U972LQ3qIhI/AAAAAAAABLY/k6NJc_HefTQ/s640/blogger-image-1799860845.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-lGxMp9bWCaY/U972LQ3qIhI/AAAAAAAABLY/k6NJc_HefTQ/s640/blogger-image-1799860845.jpg"></a></div> Now the bread is rising!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-D07sNtpfueg/U972MpXS_YI/AAAAAAAABLg/eMz6SEz0pgU/s640/blogger-image--500329016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-D07sNtpfueg/U972MpXS_YI/AAAAAAAABLg/eMz6SEz0pgU/s640/blogger-image--500329016.jpg"></a></div>And the finished product. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sRgXTSJ6k8o/U972Hy3FHmI/AAAAAAAABLI/0s-glsrSw6c/s640/blogger-image-1054483305.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sRgXTSJ6k8o/U972Hy3FHmI/AAAAAAAABLI/0s-glsrSw6c/s640/blogger-image-1054483305.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VgEYdbwopho/U972Ro04g-I/AAAAAAAABL4/bIPFwGSE8yw/s640/blogger-image--1614072754.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VgEYdbwopho/U972Ro04g-I/AAAAAAAABL4/bIPFwGSE8yw/s640/blogger-image--1614072754.jpg"></a></div>I have to say I was pretty pleased. <b><i>One tradition my aunt had when she baked bread she always shared a loaf w either a neighbor, friend etc. I decided I wanted to do the same. I really thought about who I wanted to share it w. Two days went by and I am like oh no I have to do it today. You know how you get busy with all kinds of stuff. I had decided on sharing my bread w a very special lady who is like my grandma. I had met her in the temple(she is a temple worker, Janice). She is so special to me! She had also never seen Faith. So after Faith's nap we just hopped in the car and went. I had actually found out she had been sick when we got there. She was so happy to see us, loved Faith of course. And like wise, we were happy to visit her and wished her well. That was such a sweet day!</i></b></div>Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-70537456987025152362014-07-25T16:14:00.001-06:002014-07-25T16:14:06.881-06:00Grilling w charcoal!So I bought a charcoal grill used off a website, I think for a good deal. It's a red mini one (weber). Well I have never used a charcoal grill. I asked Kasey what I needed and off I went to the store to collect the things I needed. I marinaded the chicken breast in teriyaki sauce for a few days. I hadn't intended to marinade it for a few days, but things came up and we hadn't made it to the store yet. So I watched a YouTube video on how you use a charcoal grill, lol. YouTube, it's my go to when I don't know how to do something and Kasey wasn't available. I used lighter fluid on the coals. it took me a little bit to get the coals all lite.<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-q-jM92Fn2Lo/U9LWnJ5RT3I/AAAAAAAABKc/w-4XdBC2FB0/s640/blogger-image--983007887.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-q-jM92Fn2Lo/U9LWnJ5RT3I/AAAAAAAABKc/w-4XdBC2FB0/s640/blogger-image--983007887.jpg"></a></div>I felt pretty impressed. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DK7TAxSts8k/U9LWodvSgOI/AAAAAAAABKk/wBXp5xiw0DQ/s640/blogger-image-2638620.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DK7TAxSts8k/U9LWodvSgOI/AAAAAAAABKk/wBXp5xiw0DQ/s640/blogger-image-2638620.jpg"></a></div> I was having a little bit of a struggle but than I got. Just throw on my lighter fluid, pow! lol. Well once the coals were all heated I threw on the chicken. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3IJz9q0hDUo/U9LWp_G6BRI/AAAAAAAABKs/W0zd6Vt4lrM/s640/blogger-image--701267896.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3IJz9q0hDUo/U9LWp_G6BRI/AAAAAAAABKs/W0zd6Vt4lrM/s640/blogger-image--701267896.jpg"></a></div>Lookin pretty good!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-58bklBgh83w/U9LWrKCp5zI/AAAAAAAABK0/QyfzbZ2TIxg/s640/blogger-image--501751566.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-58bklBgh83w/U9LWrKCp5zI/AAAAAAAABK0/QyfzbZ2TIxg/s640/blogger-image--501751566.jpg"></a></div>Well it's all done. It looks yum and taste yum. It's what's for dinner. </div>Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-82086132886949105592014-07-21T23:37:00.001-06:002014-07-21T23:37:28.860-06:00First time making cinnamon rollsOk so I had pinned this recipe from this blog a long time ago. I got this huge craving for cinnamon rolls. I decided ok I am going to make this for our FHE treat. I started at 4:45 the same time I was making dinner. After the dough rise, I punched it down and rolled it out. During this part I had a little helper standing on a chair right in front of my dough. First she put her hand print in it and than she kept grabbing and pulling off pieces of it on the side. I wish I had a pic of her but my phone was charging upstairs and I had butter all over my hands. I don't want to tell you how long it took me to make in between trying to meet the needs of my toddler feeding us dinner etc. Kasey went to bed but I waited for them to cool and put the second layer of frosting on. Here is the blog post I got the recipe from.<div>http://www.culinarycoutureblog.com/2013/08/homemade-cinnabon-cinnamon-rolls.html?m=1</div><div>Here are my pics.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kYeRX9v3gyc/U834iuDkz0I/AAAAAAAABJ8/paicvP0yu78/s640/blogger-image--304042996.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kYeRX9v3gyc/U834iuDkz0I/AAAAAAAABJ8/paicvP0yu78/s640/blogger-image--304042996.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Before baking</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-B3UF2laSD24/U834kNs3ZvI/AAAAAAAABKE/s7HuUhbAQ5s/s640/blogger-image-2104257168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-B3UF2laSD24/U834kNs3ZvI/AAAAAAAABKE/s7HuUhbAQ5s/s640/blogger-image-2104257168.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">After baking and first layer of frosting.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yqAU5InrBhA/U834l1ZejQI/AAAAAAAABKM/4rqfChGKuTI/s640/blogger-image-2010394520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yqAU5InrBhA/U834l1ZejQI/AAAAAAAABKM/4rqfChGKuTI/s640/blogger-image-2010394520.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">W second layer of frosting. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Oh my it was so good but way rich, don't eat the whole thing like I did. Okay now I am on a diet and can't eat anymore. It was a fun experience and fun to be patient or more like work as fast as I could before my child destroyed it, lol.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-53890894739498751122014-06-11T13:29:00.001-06:002014-06-16T15:37:46.123-06:00Our Little DipperSo we have discovered Faith likes to dip her food. Some items she wouldn't eat. <div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-wZjqldqRreQ/U5iuDyW9b1I/AAAAAAAABJU/u1T1HzhyODc/s640/blogger-image-793530653.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-wZjqldqRreQ/U5iuDyW9b1I/AAAAAAAABJU/u1T1HzhyODc/s640/blogger-image-793530653.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div><div>We were eating chicken nuggets I cooked in the oven(she isn't big on chicken), Kasey dipped them in BBQ sauce and she was golden. She loves eating veggies in ranch, too. Of course she is cute and puts her finger in it too. </div></div></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WKNPfeTyt4E/U5iuFdXncmI/AAAAAAAABJc/UZOqC5br8h0/s640/blogger-image--1838180346.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WKNPfeTyt4E/U5iuFdXncmI/AAAAAAAABJc/UZOqC5br8h0/s640/blogger-image--1838180346.jpg"></a></div>Our messy little girl w ranch on her face!</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pu1Zo-NVwrA/U59jqGWDXnI/AAAAAAAABJs/OeuS-xzgf8M/s640/blogger-image--1516717384.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pu1Zo-NVwrA/U59jqGWDXnI/AAAAAAAABJs/OeuS-xzgf8M/s640/blogger-image--1516717384.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Added 6-16-14</div><div>She now even knows the bottle of ranch that we have to hide it from her. She wants to dip everything. We had to say no on something's.</div>Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-43165009317587691722014-06-10T23:15:00.001-06:002014-06-10T23:15:41.502-06:00Easter craftsI saw someone on my FB made this cute wreath, so I looked it up on Pinterest.<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6URjbZTNjVA/U5fl-6IbXaI/AAAAAAAABIc/kM2_7b86liE/s640/blogger-image-840542014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6URjbZTNjVA/U5fl-6IbXaI/AAAAAAAABIc/kM2_7b86liE/s640/blogger-image-840542014.jpg"></a></div>It turned out really cute. I was a little late. I made it three days before Easter. I really wanted a wreath for Easter. The bad side is all the color faded off the peeps. I am so bad it's June and it's still on my door w white peeps, lol. I need to throw it out.</div>Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-56641052985292804272014-06-10T23:09:00.001-06:002014-06-10T23:18:29.429-06:00Easter-not so good at blogging<div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-o4xpF6Hjv3E/U5fke6HycZI/AAAAAAAABH0/lB9dQlpETl0/s640/blogger-image--1654340220.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div></div>It was a wonderful weekend. Faith went to her first Easter egg hunt. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-muQFf5QWo2A/U5fkTTwKHAI/AAAAAAAABHc/6oFKp_1stnM/s640/blogger-image-144387568.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-muQFf5QWo2A/U5fkTTwKHAI/AAAAAAAABHc/6oFKp_1stnM/s640/blogger-image-144387568.jpg"></a>She had lots of fun. Mommy helped get the eggs. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-kAEmvw6E378/U5fkk3vSVqI/AAAAAAAABIU/1AAAsyaPPyE/s640/blogger-image--1621492671.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-kAEmvw6E378/U5fkk3vSVqI/AAAAAAAABIU/1AAAsyaPPyE/s640/blogger-image--1621492671.jpg"></a>I think my lense was dirty, why they are blurry. It was a perfect beautiful weekend. Just perfect to reflect on Christ and how blessed we are because of him. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-BjK27cej73w/U5fkddGxSJI/AAAAAAAABHs/WDFQ3dh8TpQ/s640/blogger-image-1374641709.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-BjK27cej73w/U5fkddGxSJI/AAAAAAAABHs/WDFQ3dh8TpQ/s640/blogger-image-1374641709.jpg"></a>Mommy and Faith! Daddy had to work that Saturday. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-NBRLguK8CBk/U5fkgcfD63I/AAAAAAAABH8/Rf5ox-ZMFoc/s640/blogger-image--553826533.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-NBRLguK8CBk/U5fkgcfD63I/AAAAAAAABH8/Rf5ox-ZMFoc/s640/blogger-image--553826533.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-M0XXvuC60f0/U5fkbMbI4aI/AAAAAAAABHk/XYJn1htzHGk/s640/blogger-image-1402432754.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-M0XXvuC60f0/U5fkbMbI4aI/AAAAAAAABHk/XYJn1htzHGk/s640/blogger-image-1402432754.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">She played on the toys and ate grilled hotdogs. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T9dQlFrwheI/U5fkQEMM5pI/AAAAAAAABHM/WF9heY05_Ik/s640/blogger-image-34528962.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T9dQlFrwheI/U5fkQEMM5pI/AAAAAAAABHM/WF9heY05_Ik/s640/blogger-image-34528962.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Yr_CghXjRRw/U5fkh8ynOfI/AAAAAAAABIE/Kc_ecVH_FHQ/s640/blogger-image-1127857701.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Yr_CghXjRRw/U5fkh8ynOfI/AAAAAAAABIE/Kc_ecVH_FHQ/s640/blogger-image-1127857701.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Her very first train ride. The first thing she did when I sat her down was she grabbed the wheel. She wasn't sure what to think but she didn't cry. Her cousin was in the front. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FEt-Wl0q75E/U5fkjT5hLII/AAAAAAAABIM/rtJcKlK9j2o/s640/blogger-image-409135280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FEt-Wl0q75E/U5fkjT5hLII/AAAAAAAABIM/rtJcKlK9j2o/s640/blogger-image-409135280.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LoidjG5k2gg/U5fkRxCKiXI/AAAAAAAABHU/AeUbKqF8Wsk/s640/blogger-image--943805549.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LoidjG5k2gg/U5fkRxCKiXI/AAAAAAAABHU/AeUbKqF8Wsk/s640/blogger-image--943805549.jpg"></a></div>That was a very special Sunday. Church was wonderful. After we talked about Easter. How wonderful we get to celebrate what Christ did for us always and etc. I changed her out of her Easter dress before I remembered to take a picture. Oh well this is cute too. I let her eat some candy and than momma and daddy ate the rest in a week, opps. Lol!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-9kqWfCOkVVw/U5fmo6qTZeI/AAAAAAAABIs/s3yAHbCBsBA/s640/blogger-image-702352265.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-9kqWfCOkVVw/U5fmo6qTZeI/AAAAAAAABIs/s3yAHbCBsBA/s640/blogger-image-702352265.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aIrSwHjvWAM/U5fmnaorLEI/AAAAAAAABIk/snccpItFxxE/s640/blogger-image-659531510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aIrSwHjvWAM/U5fmnaorLEI/AAAAAAAABIk/snccpItFxxE/s640/blogger-image-659531510.jpg"></a></div>To end the day we went to the park and she had her first swing ride of the season. She loved it.</div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-72783352975113331262014-06-04T21:04:00.000-06:002014-06-10T22:46:02.340-06:00Upper EndoscopyOn Tuesday May 24 i had an upper Endoscopy procedure done. I am always so nervous before any procedure or surgery,I get anxiety really bad. So i told the nurse and they were all so nice. They started it at 7:45am. I believe my nurse gave me something for the anxiety and the sedative for the procedure. I am going to tell you as soon as it kicked in i was out like no tomorrow. I read up on it and sometimes people are slightly awake for this. Kasey told me some funny things when i started coming too. I guess the Dr came in to talk about the results and tried to talk to me and i was so not coherent, mumbling etc, i have no memory of seeing the Dr after. Kasey relayed the info to me. The Dr told me before that I do for sure have a brand new diaphragmatic hernia over to the far left and a belly button hernia. We talked about surgery and at the moment my mind is going over it"I do not want surgery at all but mostly not now". He said we would talk more later. After the upper endoscopy the DR told Kasey I have gastritis and it could mimic the pain i thought i was having from the diaphragmatic hernia. I was put on two medications for 30 days. So far i have been pain free. The Dr said i could live w the hernia for now. Because we want to have more kids pregnancy just weakens my diaphragm, he said i would increase my risk of another surgery if we repaired it now. So we will just have to see how things go.....Ok now i am going to tell you the funny parts. They should have let me come more too before they sent me on my way. I couldn't even stand up so the nurse had me wheeled out in a wheel chair. These two cute little grannys wheeled me to the lobby, i remember. I asked if i could take my soda w me. When we got to the lobby i just dropped it and soda was everywhere so they had to clean it up first. My sister watched Faith and she said she couldn't understand what i said, I was slurring my words. It was Kasey Birthday and he was playing videos on is phone of his nieces and nephews singing him happy Birthday. I remember asking him if it was my birthday, but than remembered right after why did i ask that. I told Kasey I just couldn't stay awake. I woke up at noon and i felt great. I have never been so out of it before, yikes, i felt so silly after. But i said lets go to lunch for your birthday and we did. It really wasn't that bad. Poor Kasey on his birthday. He is such a good husband.<br>
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Today is one year since my sweet grandma past away. She past away on Mothers day last year. This is a really emotional one for me. Not sure i can write this. There was one thing I wanted. I prayed that she would live long enough to see and know that i had a child. I remember when we took Faith to see her in the nursing home. She wasn't always w it, but she knew who you were. she said" this is your baby" "you had a baby" "she is a doll, she is a doll". I could see how happy she was for me.(i don't think i have a picture w her and Faith, wish i did.)</div>
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She was such a dear sweet grandma i was close too. I wouldn't be where i am at today, if it wasn't for her.(I knew the tears would come). I know she is so happy right now. She is w my grandpa and our Savior. I am so happy for the Plan of Salvation. Having the knowledge that i can be w her again one day. I am so thankful for families and the sealing power, to be sealed as a family.</div>
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I love you Grandma!</div>
Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-37870385809666648122014-03-26T08:57:00.001-06:002014-03-26T08:57:03.948-06:00OneToday is the big day! Faith is one. Where did the year go! We are so thankful for her. She brings so much joy to our family. We love everything about her. This is going to be a fun day. Momma is making her cake. Being a mother is such a huge joy! Love her! I have so many emotions inside right now. My baby is now a toddler. But always my baby in my heart. I thank my Heavenly Father so much!<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Jo3YAN7Y-jk/UzLqt2206EI/AAAAAAAABDo/m4dxm5xfOME/s640/blogger-image--1707829916.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Jo3YAN7Y-jk/UzLqt2206EI/AAAAAAAABDo/m4dxm5xfOME/s640/blogger-image--1707829916.jpg"></a></div>Isn't she a cutie!</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-uB7jxvC9kI4/UzLqveVmzlI/AAAAAAAABDw/n6WcO2XwwOk/s640/blogger-image--765139782.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-uB7jxvC9kI4/UzLqveVmzlI/AAAAAAAABDw/n6WcO2XwwOk/s640/blogger-image--765139782.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-57825955296298103712014-03-22T22:19:00.001-06:002014-03-22T22:19:11.316-06:00Practice roundSo Faith birthday is coming up. Who I usually order my cakes from is on vacation. I had many ,give me referrals, but I decided I would make her birthday cake. I found this cake and decided I would copy it.<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VpPbKin5jhc/Uy5gs6RZh5I/AAAAAAAABC4/cbi_BvsKQgw/s640/blogger-image-1055089766.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VpPbKin5jhc/Uy5gs6RZh5I/AAAAAAAABC4/cbi_BvsKQgw/s640/blogger-image-1055089766.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>I also loved this on too!</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Rn8zje7WzXE/Uy5guFZ505I/AAAAAAAABDA/DSn5wSQJme8/s640/blogger-image-352852522.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Rn8zje7WzXE/Uy5guFZ505I/AAAAAAAABDA/DSn5wSQJme8/s640/blogger-image-352852522.jpg"></a></div> </div><div>So I got a small pan and baked a 6 inch cake. I made this yummy filling and got my cake all prepped. I went and bought the tools I would need. I wasn't sure how to go about this. I colored my frosting and just started working. Well actually in between taking care of my child, cooking dinner, eating dinner, getting Faith a bath. And than later I got back to work. <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-onE7xX2-VfM/Uy5gvVvMSDI/AAAAAAAABDI/YMpilqw2k1s/s640/blogger-image--801564245.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-onE7xX2-VfM/Uy5gvVvMSDI/AAAAAAAABDI/YMpilqw2k1s/s640/blogger-image--801564245.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It's not what I wanted but a good attempt. My younger sister Andrea gave me so great tips to fix my mistakes.( make my own frosting, start rosettes in the center and work out) This is fun. I all of a sudden have an interest in cake decorating.</div>Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-90465306142130962252014-03-20T19:54:00.001-06:002014-03-24T20:48:35.044-06:00Project 2So I am on this painting kick. I went and got another frame. I painted this one for our wedding pic.<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UPt1KW1tDEM/UyubxTZGYoI/AAAAAAAABAc/7G8pOWkjsd4/s640/blogger-image-1235173357.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UPt1KW1tDEM/UyubxTZGYoI/AAAAAAAABAc/7G8pOWkjsd4/s640/blogger-image-1235173357.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This is going to go in the living room. I am excited to get it up on the wall.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oWd_c2DVY2U/UyubzDFVz9I/AAAAAAAABAk/DE6sG0VFLvE/s640/blogger-image-46951280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oWd_c2DVY2U/UyubzDFVz9I/AAAAAAAABAk/DE6sG0VFLvE/s640/blogger-image-46951280.jpg"></a></div>3-24-14 added project complete(on the wall)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jUCuC-CuCpY/UzDugPqkepI/AAAAAAAABDY/D3G_0VML6eQ/s640/blogger-image--1488158903.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jUCuC-CuCpY/UzDugPqkepI/AAAAAAAABDY/D3G_0VML6eQ/s640/blogger-image--1488158903.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-915490851159822882014-03-18T22:25:00.001-06:002014-03-18T22:25:25.153-06:00ProjectsI started working on a project from a girls night in February that I hadn't finished. I have a really hard time finishing anything in general. I was determined I would finish this. I love to decorate and I love crafts(art kinds). I started painting these frames I got at micheals craft store(oh ya love 40% coupon and that I can pull it up on my phone and show to get the discount). I had ordered the 8x10 pics from Costco from before Christmas. I new I wanted to put them in Faith room. I primed, painted and than used modpodge over the frame to seal it. I love it! <div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-l6ZkKU78vG8/UykcM_vBf_I/AAAAAAAABAM/u8HBCUc7vkU/s640/blogger-image--2111303544.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-l6ZkKU78vG8/UykcM_vBf_I/AAAAAAAABAM/u8HBCUc7vkU/s640/blogger-image--2111303544.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-m1UDs-WGA2A/UykcLn92A5I/AAAAAAAABAE/ONL22NRNmKE/s640/blogger-image-1754803601.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-m1UDs-WGA2A/UykcLn92A5I/AAAAAAAABAE/ONL22NRNmKE/s640/blogger-image-1754803601.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Now I still have to get the brackets on the back and than put it on the wall. Hopefully I have it done in the next couple of days. </div><div>So I am finally almost done decorating Faith room. Crazy... Her birthday is next week!</div>Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-30361777939349541002014-03-03T07:45:00.001-07:002014-03-03T07:45:52.716-07:00Frozen<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-lUcUycbLFHc/UxSVnk03aWI/AAAAAAAAA_0/LwlAl_rtJHs/s640/blogger-image-2028219118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-lUcUycbLFHc/UxSVnk03aWI/AAAAAAAAA_0/LwlAl_rtJHs/s640/blogger-image-2028219118.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">On Saturday we went and saw Frozen. It was Faith first movie. I had the day off, which was really nice. It was a nice day spending time as a family. We first went to my niece basketball game(she is in middle school) and than later the movies. Faith did really well during the movie. She just rotated between mommy and daddy. I really liked the movie. </div>Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-46419845015361987772014-02-27T14:21:00.001-07:002014-02-27T14:21:37.091-07:00First swing rideYesterday was almost 60 degrees out. We love the beautiful weather. I took Faith to the park down the street in the afternoon. She went on the swing for the first time. She wasn't sure at first but really like it after a bit. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Hv2BIAf1KgY/Uw-sXnshzPI/AAAAAAAAA-s/78n2L0kNUsY/s640/blogger-image--1890419565.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Hv2BIAf1KgY/Uw-sXnshzPI/AAAAAAAAA-s/78n2L0kNUsY/s640/blogger-image--1890419565.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>We ran into some people from the other ward in our stake and stayed and chated for a bit till I needed to get home. I can't wait for the next time it is warm for all 3 of us to go, mommy, daddy and Faith to the park. </div><div><br></div><div>It's a raining day today. We know the moisture is really good (very much needed) but the sunshine really lifts my spirits.</div>Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-14472121475836688312014-02-26T15:10:00.001-07:002014-02-26T15:10:35.251-07:0011 months old today!Faith turned 11 months old today. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xrR-82i3ZP8/Uw5lydbFpeI/AAAAAAAAA-c/9WY0XQbqwNY/s640/blogger-image--348544076.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xrR-82i3ZP8/Uw5lydbFpeI/AAAAAAAAA-c/9WY0XQbqwNY/s640/blogger-image--348544076.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Time has sure gone by fast. I can't believe in one month she will be 1. Lately she is getting so fast at everything. She is pulling herself up to everything. She can't get enough standing. I put her down and before I know it I turn around and she is back at the family room table standing. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-00QYo8pYjBk/Uw5lVifdr3I/AAAAAAAAA-U/Ay9KqZ8na8g/s640/blogger-image--1779539353.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-00QYo8pYjBk/Uw5lVifdr3I/AAAAAAAAA-U/Ay9KqZ8na8g/s640/blogger-image--1779539353.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>She is a huge joy. She lights up our lives!</div>Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-84366551146173573592014-02-25T09:34:00.001-07:002014-02-25T09:34:26.825-07:00Bread makingOk so I have decided I want to learn how to make bread. This was my first attempt. <div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-OlSdDBqZ8eg/UwzGEIUnmBI/AAAAAAAAA-E/couiwsqD9Pk/s640/blogger-image-865890553.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-OlSdDBqZ8eg/UwzGEIUnmBI/AAAAAAAAA-E/couiwsqD9Pk/s640/blogger-image-865890553.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>It turned out heavy and hard on the outside. I will have to keep trying. I either had a rising problem or a kneading problem. I was reading some tips and techniques on the website for the brand of yeast. I will keep trying. I know it takes practice and I hope to get much better at it. But the other half of the dough I rolled into rolls. I re-kneaded them. And I used them in this really yummy pull apart pizza bites I made . Recipe to come later . </div>Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-33002115095478797832014-02-25T09:26:00.001-07:002014-02-25T09:26:45.220-07:00It's been a long time!<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DBKhdX6lmAs/UwzENjpPeCI/AAAAAAAAA9o/ujUXfBZAdyM/s640/blogger-image-1665380036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DBKhdX6lmAs/UwzENjpPeCI/AAAAAAAAA9o/ujUXfBZAdyM/s640/blogger-image-1665380036.jpg"></div>So much has gone on. We had our baby girl on March 26th 2013. She will be 11 months tomorrow. She is as cute as can be. Her personality is one of a kind. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mLmi8oeqYeE/UwzEPP7W-DI/AAAAAAAAA9w/u2Rp7Y6UcnI/s640/blogger-image--1022982482.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mLmi8oeqYeE/UwzEPP7W-DI/AAAAAAAAA9w/u2Rp7Y6UcnI/s640/blogger-image--1022982482.jpg"></a></div><br><div>She is pulling herself up to the furniture and walking around it so easy. She is growing to fast.</div></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-a-0CTMF6XcM/UwzEMZrbZzI/AAAAAAAAA9g/Ud5htqDyY10/s640/blogger-image-1666805753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-a-0CTMF6XcM/UwzEMZrbZzI/AAAAAAAAA9g/Ud5htqDyY10/s640/blogger-image-1666805753.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-LeJn0LYowuM/UwzEQ9eeQ2I/AAAAAAAAA94/U77uq7Kw24c/s640/blogger-image-417916064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-LeJn0LYowuM/UwzEQ9eeQ2I/AAAAAAAAA94/U77uq7Kw24c/s640/blogger-image-417916064.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>She finds herself stuck in all kinds of places, lol. Mommy to the rescue.</div><div><br></div><div>Being a mom is amazing. I am not going to lie it started out kind of rough. With her being colic for the first 4 months and me having post pardum depression. I didn't know the signs and didn't find out till 3 months post. People around you see it in you first . It was so nice to talk to and learn of other mothers that went threw the same thing. I am pretty sure the next time I want to try placenta encapsulation. </div>Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com1Boise Boise43.601005 -116.248666tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-50519124016836626782012-11-19T14:47:00.000-07:002012-11-19T14:47:38.083-07:00Pregnancy Pics of Momma to be<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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I am not totally into the thing of taking a pic every week. So far i only took two pics. So here they are.Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-8446651214974631862012-11-19T11:57:00.001-07:002012-11-19T11:58:20.236-07:00Nov 2-4 2012 The Cornia family came to visit and the Boise ID LDS Temple Open House<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Kasey family came to visit that weekend. It was really nice weekend! We had a lot of fun. And Kasey wonderful mom spoiled me rotten by making me sit down and they did all the cooking and cleaning everyday! I have wonderful in-laws! The only sad thing was it was to short. We also went to the temple open house together and that was wonderful.Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-57210604115048042762012-11-19T11:45:00.001-07:002012-11-19T11:45:28.412-07:00Halloween-Ward trunk or treat Oct 31 2012My first ward trunk or treat i have been too! And i got the privilege of helping plan the event. It was super fun!<br />
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<br />Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-87126784176664068782012-11-19T11:15:00.000-07:002012-11-19T11:15:21.686-07:0022 Weeks- Ultrasound<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<br />Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4625854438836879739.post-80464980390785615642012-09-16T23:12:00.000-06:002012-09-16T23:12:01.792-06:00It really looks like a baby!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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baby Cornia 12 weeks and 5 days old in this pic but now i am almost 14 weeks.<br /><br />Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14281339842744137318noreply@blogger.com0