<?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-1343049503551789667</id><updated>2012-02-07T03:26:31.328-05:00</updated><category term='vacation'/><category term='las vegas'/><category term='family'/><title type='text'>HUBER HAPPENINGS</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to the crazy life of the Huber family.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-94515608318287095</id><published>2011-02-25T12:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T09:32:56.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Abandoned</title><content type='html'>I admit I am a terrible blogger. I have no excuse except life got in the way. I have just been trying to stay afloat and keep the small humans healthy and happy and sometimes that doesn't happen. We are winding down our stay here in Maryland as Jayson works to finish up his residency. This experience makes dental school seem like a cake walk. We have been able to have some adventures since we have been here.I love the area but not necessarily the people or their politics. We have seen the monuments, done some of the museums, made the 4 hour trip to NYC, and we were even able to meet some of Jayson's family at Disney World the week before Christmas. The adventures we've had were awesome but they don't make up for the late nights Jayson has had to be away from home or the school functions I've attended on my own. What has helped get me through these trying times is remembering that this is only temporary. I am not saying my days are filled with sunshine and roses because just like any other person I have days where I am in a bad mood, feel sorry for myself or even just need a good cry. I am after all human and not perfect. So my goal is to do better, not be perfect but better. I'm not sure if better means everyday, once a week or even once a month blogging. I just know it means better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-94515608318287095?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/94515608318287095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=94515608318287095&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/94515608318287095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/94515608318287095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2011/02/abandoned.html' title='Abandoned'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-6078507679940911819</id><published>2010-04-20T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T13:16:46.137-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Frock By Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2010/04/frock-by-friday.html"&gt;A Frock By Friday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-6078507679940911819?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2010/04/frock-by-friday.html' title='A Frock By Friday'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/6078507679940911819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=6078507679940911819&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/6078507679940911819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/6078507679940911819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2010/04/frock-by-friday.html' title='A Frock By Friday'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-4893349583157179278</id><published>2009-11-20T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T12:45:10.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Minute Frock GROSGRAIN GIVEAWAY!!!! (with free bonus pattern in post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-minute-frock-and-pattern-grosgrain.html"&gt;The Last Minute Frock GROSGRAIN GIVEAWAY!!!! (with free bonus pattern in post)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-4893349583157179278?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-minute-frock-and-pattern-grosgrain.html' title='The Last Minute Frock GROSGRAIN GIVEAWAY!!!! 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(with free bonus pattern in post)'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-4363159374725755049</id><published>2009-11-10T12:28:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T13:02:43.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What We've Been Up to or How We Have Spent the Fall</title><content type='html'>Back in September a patient gave Jayson a Texas Rangers helmet that W. left at Camp David. That was pretty cool, as you can tell by the picture. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Svmjj-UB47I/AAAAAAAAAZc/4NLqq4ouUvI/s1600-h/DSC_0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Svmjj-UB47I/AAAAAAAAAZc/4NLqq4ouUvI/s320/DSC_0048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402529066425377714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shortly after the leaves started raining down. Of course the girls needed to run and jump in them.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SvmkcZK5wAI/AAAAAAAAAZs/-00Bn5JV7Fc/s1600-h/DSC_0053.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SvmkcZK5wAI/AAAAAAAAAZs/-00Bn5JV7Fc/s320/DSC_0053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402530035707527170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SvmkcDltgRI/AAAAAAAAAZk/XFgzL2HyAmA/s1600-h/DSC_0050.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SvmkcDltgRI/AAAAAAAAAZk/XFgzL2HyAmA/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402530029914390802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halle rode her first school bus to her first field trip to Sharp's Farm. I got to go along as a chaperone. It was a fun and tiring day. We learned about honey bees,I fed a cow, which was pretty nasty, took a hay ride, picked pumpkins, ate lunch, did a corn maze, and picked our own popcorn. All in all it was a perfect day.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Svmmcwx5a7I/AAAAAAAAAaM/fKCST2w09Pc/s1600-h/DSC_0067.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/Svmmcwx5a7I/AAAAAAAAAaM/fKCST2w09Pc/s320/DSC_0067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402532241068354482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Svmmca1fWyI/AAAAAAAAAaE/BCOEzzCISD8/s1600-h/DSC_0065.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/Svmmca1fWyI/AAAAAAAAAaE/BCOEzzCISD8/s320/DSC_0065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402532235177843490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SvmmcMIPR-I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/j5NagFc52dk/s1600-h/DSC_0062.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SvmmcMIPR-I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/j5NagFc52dk/s320/DSC_0062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402532231229949922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SvmmbrwWz1I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/fnN6R4obhLM/s1600-h/DSC_0061.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SvmmbrwWz1I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/fnN6R4obhLM/s320/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402532222539845458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week or so after the farm field trip Halle had a nature, walking field trip to the park down the street from school. That was also a lot of fun to see all of those kindergarten kids actively looking for nature. They took a walk where they listened for nature, used a bug catcher/magnifier to look at nature and jars to feel the water. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SvmoqQ-6hcI/AAAAAAAAAak/kyRmL1wOd2M/s1600-h/DSC_0098.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SvmoqQ-6hcI/AAAAAAAAAak/kyRmL1wOd2M/s320/DSC_0098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402534672074442178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SvmoqCzBaRI/AAAAAAAAAac/BWqdmWLCWlo/s1600-h/DSC_0086.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SvmoqCzBaRI/AAAAAAAAAac/BWqdmWLCWlo/s320/DSC_0086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402534668266465554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Svmop0bc3CI/AAAAAAAAAaU/rQDo6z0h5Ug/s1600-h/DSC_0080.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/Svmop0bc3CI/AAAAAAAAAaU/rQDo6z0h5Ug/s320/DSC_0080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402534664409504802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hannah also took the same walking field trip but hers did not turn out so well. In fact it was pretty much a fiasco complete with an ambulance ride for a "lucky" 4th grade girl. I got no pictures of Hannah's trip because it was over before it really got started. The tour guide took 50 something 4th graders passed a hive of bees and that is when all heck broke out. Over 10  kids were stung some more than once, including a little girls that is allergic. So out came the epi pen and a phone call to the paramedics. Myself and Hannah's teacher were stung. This is only the second time I have ever been stung and all I can say is it hurt BAD and for a LONG time. After all the excitement we called it a day and headed back to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-4363159374725755049?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/4363159374725755049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=4363159374725755049&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/4363159374725755049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/4363159374725755049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-weve-been-up-to-or-how-we-have.html' title='What We&apos;ve Been Up to or How We Have Spent the Fall'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/Svmjj-UB47I/AAAAAAAAAZc/4NLqq4ouUvI/s72-c/DSC_0048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-5102225592152933874</id><published>2009-10-28T12:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T12:28:04.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Becky Mae Poppy Fields Necklace and Earring Set GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a 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The girls insisted they needed these wellies when we moved here and they wear them any chance they get rain or shine. They are fearless in their fashion sense.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Ss-BBf8ZPSI/AAAAAAAAAZU/IDvbGdWN9kg/s1600-h/DSC_0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Ss-BBf8ZPSI/AAAAAAAAAZU/IDvbGdWN9kg/s320/DSC_0041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390669141740436770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Ss-BAxdEHYI/AAAAAAAAAZM/VsagwgbVNzU/s1600-h/DSC_0039.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/Ss-BAxdEHYI/AAAAAAAAAZM/VsagwgbVNzU/s320/DSC_0039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390669129260998018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-1433089868511236607?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/1433089868511236607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=1433089868511236607&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/1433089868511236607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/1433089868511236607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2009/10/boots.html' title='Boots'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/Ss-BBf8ZPSI/AAAAAAAAAZU/IDvbGdWN9kg/s72-c/DSC_0041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-2032831812387089573</id><published>2009-10-09T14:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T14:22:46.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Day of School</title><content type='html'>So the girls started school August 31st, so maybe it is time I posted some pictures. 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-8430088696781196811</id><published>2009-08-17T13:30:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T14:28:12.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No We Haven't Died, but We Did Move Clear Across the Country(otherwise known as Why I am a Lazy Blogger)</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no the Huber has not perished in some tragedy.  We did however move from Yuma, Arizona to Rockville Maryland.  In case you were wondering that is over 2,500 miles.   Now instead of seeing this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomWhJVwBHI/AAAAAAAAAXM/wVYbRv6rBvk/s1600-h/sonoran-desert-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomWhJVwBHI/AAAAAAAAAXM/wVYbRv6rBvk/s320/sonoran-desert-lg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370989526803022962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We see this: a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomXGcN1ocI/AAAAAAAAAXU/b2hotO0W3wI/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 39px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomXGcN1ocI/AAAAAAAAAXU/b2hotO0W3wI/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370990167525269954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  My daughters also now known as future, strong members of the Republican party are upset and some might say distressed at the number of Obama bumper stickers that surround them everyday.  Many loud groans and and multiple uses of the phrases "come on" and "Are you kidding me?"  can be heard coming from these sweet angelic faces.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomZQVpicGI/AAAAAAAAAXc/THUqq7sxKFA/s1600-h/DSC_0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomZQVpicGI/AAAAAAAAAXc/THUqq7sxKFA/s320/DSC_0055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370992536584351842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No we didn't pick up a spare daughter on our cross-country journey this summer, Brianna just came to visit for a little while.)  Anyway  we are adjusting nicely.  Found our ward, which meets next to the D.C. temple.  I even have a new calling, activities committee, which is my punishment for never attending ward activities in Yuma.  &lt;br /&gt;  Jayson is painfully busy at work. Which leaves no time for this&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SombcpaI7GI/AAAAAAAAAXk/KR48KYyJHmM/s1600-h/Trophy+Jack+Crevalle.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SombcpaI7GI/AAAAAAAAAXk/KR48KYyJHmM/s320/Trophy+Jack+Crevalle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370994947070159970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and barely  time for family  and sleep.  He usually leaves the house between 5:30 am and 6:00 am and doesn't return until 6:30 or 7 at night . Not to mention the saturdays he has had to go up and work on projects. When will it get better you ask?  In 2 years when he has finished his residency program.  Until then our family will plug along doing what needs doing.&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't all been pain and misery, no not at all.  We have taken in some sights and become pretty adept at riding the metro. ( you know you want to sing "Shake it" by Metro station because we do every time we mention the metro.)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomfrLxYCZI/AAAAAAAAAYM/DGKjl_jesa4/s1600-h/DSC_0131.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomfrLxYCZI/AAAAAAAAAYM/DGKjl_jesa4/s320/DSC_0131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370999594859104658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomfqvyZ8GI/AAAAAAAAAYE/ChpZV1KH4Xo/s1600-h/DSC_0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomfqvyZ8GI/AAAAAAAAAYE/ChpZV1KH4Xo/s320/DSC_0121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370999587347230818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomfqXFmWhI/AAAAAAAAAX8/JFM9sDQeNEo/s1600-h/DSC_0114.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomfqXFmWhI/AAAAAAAAAX8/JFM9sDQeNEo/s320/DSC_0114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370999580716849682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomfppwoZII/AAAAAAAAAX0/ZCy2_Xwzerk/s1600-h/DSC_0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomfppwoZII/AAAAAAAAAX0/ZCy2_Xwzerk/s320/DSC_0060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370999568549307522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomfpC4TZAI/AAAAAAAAAXs/1apvRxgjmTE/s1600-h/DSC_0056.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomfpC4TZAI/AAAAAAAAAXs/1apvRxgjmTE/s320/DSC_0056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370999558112502786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomgcJAzb6I/AAAAAAAAAYs/6RR7GoFOTbk/s1600-h/DSC_0152.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomgcJAzb6I/AAAAAAAAAYs/6RR7GoFOTbk/s320/DSC_0152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371000435932098466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomgbD-Q6wI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Oa5Y3OkzP88/s1600-h/DSC_0151.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomgbD-Q6wI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Oa5Y3OkzP88/s320/DSC_0151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371000417399401218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Somga86nZfI/AAAAAAAAAYc/MXoVK9YFY2c/s1600-h/DSC_0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Somga86nZfI/AAAAAAAAAYc/MXoVK9YFY2c/s320/DSC_0142.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371000415505049074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomgadWDYWI/AAAAAAAAAYU/mozYfODJAh0/s1600-h/DSC_0132.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomgadWDYWI/AAAAAAAAAYU/mozYfODJAh0/s320/DSC_0132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371000407030194530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No we weren't torturing the girls while trying to take pictures but we wanted to by the time we were done.  We didn't get one great picture while were down on the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-8430088696781196811?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/8430088696781196811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=8430088696781196811&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/8430088696781196811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/8430088696781196811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-we-havent-died-but-we-did-move-clear.html' title='No We Haven&apos;t Died, but We Did Move Clear Across the Country(otherwise known as Why I am a Lazy Blogger)'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SomWhJVwBHI/AAAAAAAAAXM/wVYbRv6rBvk/s72-c/sonoran-desert-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-5649289121745336069</id><published>2009-04-24T09:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T09:51:08.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland Day 3 Not the Happiest Place in the World</title><content type='html'>By day 3 we were all tired and smelled of theme park but determined to have fun even if it killed us.  We set out again but this time started out in California Adventure so we could see the Playhouse Disney show.  Yes the girls are getting a little old for this but they still loved every minute, well maybe not every minute.  There was a point when the puppets came out that I thought we might lose Halle, but once she realized that they weren't leaving the stage she was fine. We were able to ride/see soaring over California.  All in all we had a great time.  We learned Hannah is a more cautious rider and as for Halle the faster it goes the better as long as it isn't in a costume with a head. We learned that when little legs are tired they don't work anymore(according to Halle)   We also learned that we shouldn't give into Halle(according to Hannah) when her legs are tired because we are just giving her what she wants. We are so grateful to Disney for giving military a smoking deal on 3 day park hoppers otherwise we would not have been able to make the trip.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfHDqgCmOEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/MIoZQoAEwH8/s1600-h/DSC_0266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfHDqgCmOEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/MIoZQoAEwH8/s320/DSC_0266.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328254969078757442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfHDqBZPJRI/AAAAAAAAAW4/YO7D3qUzAxc/s1600-h/DSC_0258.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfHDqBZPJRI/AAAAAAAAAW4/YO7D3qUzAxc/s320/DSC_0258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328254960852215058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfHDp0UDN6I/AAAAAAAAAWw/9OXueNj07uQ/s1600-h/DSC_0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfHDp0UDN6I/AAAAAAAAAWw/9OXueNj07uQ/s320/DSC_0256.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328254957340800930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfHDpge-zbI/AAAAAAAAAWo/e9vpJmMY2Hs/s1600-h/DSC_0254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfHDpge-zbI/AAAAAAAAAWo/e9vpJmMY2Hs/s320/DSC_0254.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328254952017939890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfHDpeTDirI/AAAAAAAAAWg/KyU9eOMNtG8/s1600-h/DSC_0234.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfHDpeTDirI/AAAAAAAAAWg/KyU9eOMNtG8/s320/DSC_0234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328254951431047858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-5649289121745336069?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/5649289121745336069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=5649289121745336069&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/5649289121745336069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/5649289121745336069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2009/04/disneyland-day-3-not-happiest-place-in.html' title='Disneyland Day 3 Not the Happiest Place in the World'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfHDqgCmOEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/MIoZQoAEwH8/s72-c/DSC_0266.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-4187410917864190705</id><published>2009-04-24T08:53:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T09:19:36.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland Day 2</title><content type='html'>On day 2 we were a little more prepared.  I left my purse in the room and only took my wallet in the backpack, that Halle had thankfully brought along in the car.  We used the fast pass system so we road way more rides the second day.  We tricked Hannah into riding Space Mountain, because she is the only one that didn't want to ride. We rode It's a Small World, which I am sorry to say has to be the most annoying song ever by the time the ride is done.  Jayson and I seriously had headaches when we got off. We decided to leave for lunch and take a nap, so we would be able to stay late and watch the fireworks.  We were able to see the Pixar parade which is too cool.  We barely able to last until the fireworks but we did it and the girls were able to see Tinkerbell fly over Sleeping Beauty's castle. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG7FClZHVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/gFY1lejwKYo/s1600-h/DSC_0195.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG7FClZHVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/gFY1lejwKYo/s320/DSC_0195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328245529423453522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG7E1dd69I/AAAAAAAAAWA/4d6aY3Vbheo/s1600-h/DSC_0190.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG7E1dd69I/AAAAAAAAAWA/4d6aY3Vbheo/s320/DSC_0190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328245525900553170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG7Egn1S1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/ssbBi1PuM8w/s1600-h/DSC_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG7EPdWG5I/AAAAAAAAAVo/IapN4ER9wqQ/s320/DSC_0163.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328245515699493778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG8LZflgxI/AAAAAAAAAWY/JalP2N75FaM/s1600-h/DSC_0210.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG8LZflgxI/AAAAAAAAAWY/JalP2N75FaM/s320/DSC_0210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328246738163958546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG8Ky0QxpI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/qlgg1-VcKsE/s1600-h/DSC_0203.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG8Ky0QxpI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/qlgg1-VcKsE/s320/DSC_0203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328246727781697170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-4187410917864190705?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/4187410917864190705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=4187410917864190705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/4187410917864190705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/4187410917864190705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2009/04/disneyland-day-2.html' title='Disneyland Day 2'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG7FClZHVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/gFY1lejwKYo/s72-c/DSC_0195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-3962986408172953612</id><published>2009-04-24T08:31:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T08:52:40.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland Day 1</title><content type='html'>After our quick trip to mesa we came home and finished packing for our 3 day trip to Disneyland.  Which the girls and I were super excited about because we had never been.  So we got up monday morning and hit the road for our adventure.  On the way we had to stop for a potty break and it just happened to be the dinosaur diner place from Pee Wee's big adventure.  So of course photo -op for the girls.  You will notice how "scared" the girls are.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfGyT1Fk3pI/AAAAAAAAAUw/rkWb7l7Ha34/s1600-h/DSC_0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfGyT1Fk3pI/AAAAAAAAAUw/rkWb7l7Ha34/s320/DSC_0109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328235887893733010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfGyTlZ9g3I/AAAAAAAAAUo/6LVa6o3Zhjw/s1600-h/DSC_0108.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfGyTlZ9g3I/AAAAAAAAAUo/6LVa6o3Zhjw/s320/DSC_0108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328235883684266866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finally got to Anaheim after some shady directions from google maps.  We checked in to the hotel/motel whatever you want to call it, unloaded the car and prepared for fun.  We had lots of fun the first day, well except standing in line for over an hour to meet princesses.  Which by the way in my opinion is totally overrated.  Hannah met Mickey, Halle chose not to because she is deathly afraid. The girls got their ears and had an all around great day.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG06q_Bk7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/RanLm0oqtqg/s1600-h/DSC_0150.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG06q_Bk7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/RanLm0oqtqg/s320/DSC_0150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328238754220053426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG06WQvZfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/qW0tcKbHzCk/s1600-h/DSC_0142.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG06WQvZfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/qW0tcKbHzCk/s320/DSC_0142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328238748657214962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG06XDLkqI/AAAAAAAAAVI/LGIWfG6K3SQ/s1600-h/DSC_0140.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG06XDLkqI/AAAAAAAAAVI/LGIWfG6K3SQ/s320/DSC_0140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328238748868776610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG06AWQNxI/AAAAAAAAAVA/pGRC3Har-sE/s1600-h/DSC_0137.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG06AWQNxI/AAAAAAAAAVA/pGRC3Har-sE/s320/DSC_0137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328238742774757138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG055MA6nI/AAAAAAAAAU4/C7qaTs3vrqY/s1600-h/DSC_0134.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG055MA6nI/AAAAAAAAAU4/C7qaTs3vrqY/s320/DSC_0134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328238740852763250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG1hzITtEI/AAAAAAAAAVg/DNAsXt6bOv4/s1600-h/DSC_0155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfG1hzITtEI/AAAAAAAAAVg/DNAsXt6bOv4/s320/DSC_0155.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328239426421371970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-3962986408172953612?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/3962986408172953612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=3962986408172953612&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/3962986408172953612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/3962986408172953612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2009/04/disneyland-day-1.html' title='Disneyland Day 1'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SfGyT1Fk3pI/AAAAAAAAAUw/rkWb7l7Ha34/s72-c/DSC_0109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-2624820802899902927</id><published>2009-04-21T09:11:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T08:30:36.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know, I Know</title><content type='html'>I know I have been saying for months now that I was going to update my blog and the truth is I just haven't wanted to.  I know I sound like a child.  It's just that there are so many other things to do.  Any way here go the updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In November we had some of my family come but we have no pictures.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In December we had Christmas and we got an awesome new camera.  Which I don't have pictures of but have taken pictures with:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3IoOVfQ6I/AAAAAAAAATY/GG0_eDBxzmo/s1600-h/DSC_0016.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3IoOVfQ6I/AAAAAAAAATY/GG0_eDBxzmo/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327134527617713058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3IoO90JPI/AAAAAAAAATQ/DAmbugPYAuM/s1600-h/DSC_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3IoO90JPI/AAAAAAAAATQ/DAmbugPYAuM/s320/DSC_0013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327134527786853618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3In0z2NZI/AAAAAAAAATI/YAoOh4po1Ms/s1600-h/DSC_0007.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3In0z2NZI/AAAAAAAAATI/YAoOh4po1Ms/s320/DSC_0007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327134520765724050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3Invpk6vI/AAAAAAAAATA/NADcnxd7vtU/s1600-h/DSC_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3Invpk6vI/AAAAAAAAATA/NADcnxd7vtU/s320/DSC_0005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327134519380470514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In these pictures Hannah is playing the Disney Sing It game she received and Halle is trying out the rollerblades and getting ready for the skateboard she received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In January we went to Texas for our "last" trip before we move east.  We spent a week at Jayson's mom's house where we did some work and the girls were spoiled and Hannah ruined those super cute khaki pants she is wearing in the following pictutre.  Going to Odessa is fun and overwhelming.  Fun because we get to see both of our families and overwhelming because we get to see both of our families.  Our little girls see so many aunts, uncles, cousins, grandmas and grandpas that we need a detox from all the fun when we get home again and it is just mom and dad.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3LulDk6PI/AAAAAAAAATo/GOcXNRgYndU/s1600-h/DSC_0025.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3LulDk6PI/AAAAAAAAATo/GOcXNRgYndU/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327137935330699506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3LubQpgFI/AAAAAAAAATg/ZCfs1Hv4V1I/s1600-h/DSC_0023.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3LubQpgFI/AAAAAAAAATg/ZCfs1Hv4V1I/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327137932701171794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In March we finally got a new computer.  So I was finally able to set up the ipod shuffles my dad bought the girls for Christmas.  I put primary songs and of course tons of bubble gum on them.  Here the girls can be seen relaxing and enjoying said ipods.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3NuNnbWWI/AAAAAAAAAUA/V46QvhgLP9U/s1600-h/DSC_0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3NuNnbWWI/AAAAAAAAAUA/V46QvhgLP9U/s320/DSC_0071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327140128061872482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3Nt1my2GI/AAAAAAAAAT4/rVmLOa2ALRw/s1600-h/DSC_0069.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3Nt1my2GI/AAAAAAAAAT4/rVmLOa2ALRw/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327140121616767074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3NtuElMXI/AAAAAAAAATw/a4GFfw8AODc/s1600-h/DSC_0068.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3NtuElMXI/AAAAAAAAATw/a4GFfw8AODc/s320/DSC_0068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327140119594217842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also in March we took a quick trip to Mesa to see Jayson's grandma that was there to spend her birthday with her sisters and brother.  She was so happy to see us.  It amazes me that such a small thing can make someone happy.  The highlight for the girls was the fact we got to spend the night in a travel trailer.  If I had only known.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3P3qsuAJI/AAAAAAAAAUg/zzuA5O6XuBA/s1600-h/DSC_0102.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3P3qsuAJI/AAAAAAAAAUg/zzuA5O6XuBA/s320/DSC_0102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327142489510772882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3P3arBlqI/AAAAAAAAAUY/lNnTqdMtNNg/s1600-h/DSC_0099.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3P3arBlqI/AAAAAAAAAUY/lNnTqdMtNNg/s320/DSC_0099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327142485208700578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3P3KWmWGI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/cQJNgiwttXc/s1600-h/DSC_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3P3KWmWGI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/cQJNgiwttXc/s320/DSC_0094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327142480828061794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3P23bLFhI/AAAAAAAAAUI/EE5aqsRq0-k/s1600-h/DSC_0075.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3P23bLFhI/AAAAAAAAAUI/EE5aqsRq0-k/s320/DSC_0075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327142475746973202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-2624820802899902927?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/2624820802899902927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=2624820802899902927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/2624820802899902927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/2624820802899902927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-know-i-know.html' title='I Know, I Know'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/Se3IoOVfQ6I/AAAAAAAAATY/GG0_eDBxzmo/s72-c/DSC_0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-282215194593750026</id><published>2009-03-24T02:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T02:54:42.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>I embroider in my sleep.  No not literally but that would be awesome if I was that talented.  I my dreams I complete tons of projects that I have in my mind.  I think this is part of my obsessive compulsive but that is another story for another day.  I dream of the projects that I have patterns for but have yet to complete because with the house up for sell we are not allowed to make messes which kind of sucks, pardon the language.  Not to say that we are slobs but you can tell we LIVE in our home.  So anyway back to my projects...In my dreams I pick out the floss and fabric and I even complete and frame said project, sick right, I know.  Sometime my projects even wake me up and when this happens I am up for a couple of hours.  What to do?  Maybe I should just get busy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-282215194593750026?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/282215194593750026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=282215194593750026&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/282215194593750026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/282215194593750026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2009/03/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-1960458293090939170</id><published>2009-03-10T11:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T11:02:56.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon...</title><content type='html'>Updates!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-1960458293090939170?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/1960458293090939170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=1960458293090939170&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/1960458293090939170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/1960458293090939170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2009/03/coming-soon.html' title='Coming Soon...'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-6661647873296073014</id><published>2009-01-14T09:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T09:48:20.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Crash of '08</title><content type='html'>This is not a post about the state of the stock market (heaven knows I know nothing about Wall Street), or a serious car crash in which we were involved.  No this is about our beloved and up until a month ago dependable Mac G5.  Two days after Thanksgiving our computer crashed and crashed hard.  I rode almost 3 hours with a friend to take it to a Mac store just to be told it would cost almost $1,000 to fix said computer(By the way has anyone ever tried to make an appointment at a Mac store? Let me just say pain in the butt!  That is a whole other post! ). Um no I will not paythat much to fix it because it didn't cost much more than that.  So now we have to purchase a hard drive and cross our fingers that we can get all of our pictures itunes and other important stuff off the darn thing.  &lt;br /&gt; We luckily had Jayson's old laptop from dental school, so we used that hooked to the television. So if you needed proof that we are a little redneck there you go.  It works kind of but it seriously causes me eye pain, or maybe I need to get my eyes checked (well I know that 2nd part is true but it did hurt.)  &lt;br /&gt; Our good friends the Thompson's have taken pity on us and let us borrow their laptop they weren't using at the moment.&lt;br /&gt; So yes we are still alive, had a good Thanksgiving, Christmas,New Years, and trip to Odessa but I just could not post about those things. One more thing why do things like this always happen after you get the most awesome camera to take pictures with!? !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-6661647873296073014?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/6661647873296073014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=6661647873296073014&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/6661647873296073014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/6661647873296073014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2009/01/great-crash-of-08.html' title='The Great Crash of &apos;08'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-2002445835868347088</id><published>2008-11-25T17:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:44:35.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't She a Little Young for That</title><content type='html'>So today I did not send Hannah to school.  No she is not sick or any thing I had just told her she could stay home because my mom was going to be here today.  Anyway so I go about my day and forget to call the school.  Oops, oh well!  I remember at 2pm  that I haven't called, so I place the call to tell them my beautiful daughter will not be attending their awesome school today and eating their most nutritious lunch (bleh) and  that is that.  I get home and I have a message telling me my daughter Hannah Huber was not at school today.  All I can think of to say to the voicemail is DUH!  Do they seriously think  my 3 rd grader that I watch get on the bus everyday (well except today and a couple others), is clever enough, no clever is not right because she is plenty clever, is BRAVE enough to ditch school. First of all my kids are afraid of strangers and second the only wheel this kid has is a bicycle with training wheels (yes she still has training wheels,remember not BRAVE) and a Barbie scooter.  Believe me in Yuma she would not make it far before a snowbird took her out.   I wanted to call the school and say SERIOUSLY but at least they are trying to keep her from a life of "crime". Do kids this young ditch?  Maybe we should have the no ditching talk and explain that if it happens we will take her most awesome wheels!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-2002445835868347088?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/2002445835868347088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=2002445835868347088&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/2002445835868347088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/2002445835868347088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/11/isnt-she-little-young-for-that.html' title='Isn&apos;t She a Little Young for That'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-7338800190537339802</id><published>2008-11-21T10:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T10:23:58.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bless Your Heart</title><content type='html'>Maybe I just over notice things but I don't really think so.  Have you ever noticed that people, mainly old ones think they can say whatever their heart or minds desire and it is perfectly acceptable as long as it begins or end with BLESS HER HEART.  Example and this hasn't happened to me but I have witnessed it many a time... Her kids really are homely things BLESS HER HEART or BLESS HER HEART she must weigh 300 hundred pounds.  Okay so recap for our futures BLESS HER/YOUR/HIS HEART does not I repeat DOES NOT make anything that comes out of your mouth acceptable.  Let me just finish by saying BLESS YOUR HEART for thinking it does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-7338800190537339802?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/7338800190537339802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=7338800190537339802&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/7338800190537339802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/7338800190537339802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/11/bless-your-heart.html' title='Bless Your Heart'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-2753461243881268935</id><published>2008-11-19T17:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T18:01:28.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Umm No.....</title><content type='html'>So my beautiful daughter Halle thinks that I graduated when the dinosaurs were around and that I am 45 and all I can say to that is UMMM NO......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-2753461243881268935?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/2753461243881268935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=2753461243881268935&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/2753461243881268935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/2753461243881268935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/11/umm-no.html' title='Umm No.....'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-5138154805013960918</id><published>2008-11-10T08:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T08:42:59.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Seen This Guy</title><content type='html'>I have seen this infomercial so many times and this guys totally freaks me out.  Not sure why but he does and all I can say is Sham Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wjqLwaSflgY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wjqLwaSflgY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He really gets into it in the full length info spot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-5138154805013960918?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/5138154805013960918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=5138154805013960918&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/5138154805013960918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/5138154805013960918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/11/have-you-seen-this-guy.html' title='Have You Seen This Guy'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-1647131231517461553</id><published>2008-11-05T18:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T18:29:23.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Complainers</title><content type='html'>I just have to quickly say that if you don't vote you don't have the right to complain about the outcome.  I have heard of some people that I know super duper well complaining about the outcome of the election last night and I just want to say shut it!  If you don't like it, register to vote and in 4 years go out and do something about the situation!  Okay I feel better now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-1647131231517461553?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/1647131231517461553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=1647131231517461553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/1647131231517461553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/1647131231517461553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/11/complainers.html' title='Complainers'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-3555154944969844457</id><published>2008-11-04T16:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:49:29.871-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be Or Not To Be</title><content type='html'>That is definitely always my question.  I am starting to realize in my attempts to blog stalk that it is super hard when a blog is private.  I have to make a confession, it frustrates me.  Yet I have kept my blog private.  Well no more as of today we are open for business.  Please if you want to blog stalk us great, just leave us a comment every now and then.  Just don't really stalk us because that would be creepy and wrong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-3555154944969844457?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/3555154944969844457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=3555154944969844457&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/3555154944969844457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/3555154944969844457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-be-or-not-to-be.html' title='To Be Or Not To Be'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-3170577595114932493</id><published>2008-11-04T15:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T15:54:16.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SRC2YhSvtxI/AAAAAAAAASM/4jGvC9VL4nc/s1600-h/ivoted-stars.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 154px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SRC2YhSvtxI/AAAAAAAAASM/4jGvC9VL4nc/s320/ivoted-stars.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264908496766220050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-3170577595114932493?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/3170577595114932493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=3170577595114932493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/3170577595114932493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/3170577595114932493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/11/vote.html' title='VOTE!'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SRC2YhSvtxI/AAAAAAAAASM/4jGvC9VL4nc/s72-c/ivoted-stars.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-967509763484130809</id><published>2008-11-02T23:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:56:10.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If Only it Were That Easy....</title><content type='html'>Halle informed me the other day that if we got a car like Melanie's we could get more kids(Honda Odyssey).  If it were only that easy I would probably would have more kids.  She wants 21 brothers and sister...not sure what she is thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-967509763484130809?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/967509763484130809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=967509763484130809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/967509763484130809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/967509763484130809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-only-it-were-that-easy.html' title='If Only it Were That Easy....'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-3290462790004141041</id><published>2008-10-30T11:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T11:56:52.345-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know Your Old...</title><content type='html'>You know your old when you are having a conversation with your 8 year old and she asks," when do you think I will get to see Senior Year(High School Musical 3 for those of you not in the know) again?"&lt;br /&gt;You reply," When it comes out on video."&lt;br /&gt;The said child replies," You mean DVD!"&lt;br /&gt;Then to yourself you say whatever I can't wait until she has kids and they are smarter than her.  Oh what a happy day it will be for grandma!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-3290462790004141041?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/3290462790004141041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=3290462790004141041&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/3290462790004141041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/3290462790004141041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-know-your-old.html' title='You Know Your Old...'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-885448934201492105</id><published>2008-10-13T15:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T11:40:42.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Things About Halle</title><content type='html'>1.  Halle turned 5 on September 16 th.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Halle got 3 stitches in her chin the week before her birthday.  &lt;br /&gt;3.  Halle says she is still the baby but I can't tell anyone(so shhh!).&lt;br /&gt;4.  Halle plays with her friend Lucy all day just about everyday.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Halle is super fun, super sweet, super funny, super sensitive, super loving, well she's just SUPER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SQcrOIAFEdI/AAAAAAAAASE/c0vcizYp35Y/s1600-h/S4300010.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SQcrOIAFEdI/AAAAAAAAASE/c0vcizYp35Y/s320/S4300010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262222211271692754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SQcrNvFwl3I/AAAAAAAAAR8/06k4k7VOTUo/s1600-h/S4300007.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SQcrNvFwl3I/AAAAAAAAAR8/06k4k7VOTUo/s320/S4300007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262222204584630130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SQcrNSUXgvI/AAAAAAAAAR0/qTp3ve3iCLc/s1600-h/S4300004.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SQcrNSUXgvI/AAAAAAAAAR0/qTp3ve3iCLc/s320/S4300004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262222196861272818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SQcrMzDQdpI/AAAAAAAAARs/nWgGVTWLRH8/s1600-h/S4300002.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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SQcrMzDQdpI/AAAAAAAAARs/nWgGVTWLRH8/s320/S4300002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262222188468008594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-885448934201492105?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/885448934201492105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=885448934201492105&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/885448934201492105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/885448934201492105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/10/5-things-about-halle.html' title='5 Things About Halle'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SQcrOIAFEdI/AAAAAAAAASE/c0vcizYp35Y/s72-c/S4300010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-4038415356231797421</id><published>2008-08-21T13:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T13:27:30.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Day... Almost</title><content type='html'>School started on Monday and usually it is the most wonderful day ever, well at least in my mind.  This year was Hannah's 5th first day of school and the child has never cried.  She is the child that has been trying to go to school since she was 2.  This year she decides to cry which made me almost cry.  So all day I was worried that maybe she sensed something was wrong with the teacher or class, but when I picked her up she said it was great.  So now we both are feeling pretty good about school, except yesterday when she woke up tired and emotional.  She cried almost the entire hour we were helping her get  ready for school because her socks were to thick, her converse hurt her feet, she didn't know how to tie her shoes, the tongue was rubbing her ankle, Emma yelled at her on the playground, and to many other things to mention.  Thank goodness Jayson was home to help. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SK2kphmxXoI/AAAAAAAAANk/w2Cgy1zYons/s1600-h/S4300019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SK2kphmxXoI/AAAAAAAAANk/w2Cgy1zYons/s320/S4300019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237022975004335746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SK2kpt0U34I/AAAAAAAAANs/Qg3bKDUQj2Q/s1600-h/S4300021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SK2kpt0U34I/AAAAAAAAANs/Qg3bKDUQj2Q/s320/S4300021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237022978282413954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes the bag is ginormas but it is the bag she wanted and there are no characters on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-4038415356231797421?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/4038415356231797421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=4038415356231797421&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/4038415356231797421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/4038415356231797421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/08/beautiful-day-almost.html' title='A Beautiful Day... Almost'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SK2kphmxXoI/AAAAAAAAANk/w2Cgy1zYons/s72-c/S4300019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-4658883227850809322</id><published>2008-08-21T12:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T13:05:47.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Summer Party</title><content type='html'>Last week before school started we decided to have a little back to school party for the kids.  My friend Becky's parents have this awesome pool.  We started swimming at 10 am and finally made the kids get out at 2pm.  They did get out briefly for some lunch but were begging to get back in before the moms could finish eating.  This has to be just about the easiest day we've had all summer with no fighting or crying.  When the morning started there were 20 kids but by the end there were only 10 kids and 3 moms it was a blast! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SK2gL_VejQI/AAAAAAAAANU/STUaexPiRUk/s1600-h/S4300011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SK2gL_VejQI/AAAAAAAAANU/STUaexPiRUk/s320/S4300011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237018069542276354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SK2gMDxPlSI/AAAAAAAAANc/nyWI6B6ZzV0/s1600-h/S4300012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SK2gMDxPlSI/AAAAAAAAANc/nyWI6B6ZzV0/s320/S4300012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237018070732477730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-4658883227850809322?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/4658883227850809322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=4658883227850809322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/4658883227850809322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/4658883227850809322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/08/end-of-summer-party.html' title='End of Summer Party'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SK2gL_VejQI/AAAAAAAAANU/STUaexPiRUk/s72-c/S4300011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-5210603634127679000</id><published>2008-08-21T12:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T12:36:52.162-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky Knee Thing</title><content type='html'>So Hannah's left knee has had fluid on it since before school got out in June.  I noticed it June3rd  while she was laying in the chair at the dentist office.  She has no recollection if injuring the knee and there was no bruising.  So since we have noticed it we have been to the regular doctor twice, had an x-ray, been to the orthopedic surgeon 3 times, had the knee drained in an outpatient procedure where they put her under(and by the way the knee still has more fluid and we still have no conclusive answer, but we know it isn't an infection), and are know scheduled to see a pediatric rheumatologist on September 9th which we have to miss a day of school and drive an hour to do.  Maybe this guy will be able to tell us something.  Until then we will continue ice packs, heating pads and children's ibuprofen.  It seems like the knee is bothering her more and there is definitely no running going on.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SK2ZNMAfzHI/AAAAAAAAANM/kQl7IeXO7ig/s1600-h/S4300001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SK2ZNMAfzHI/AAAAAAAAANM/kQl7IeXO7ig/s320/S4300001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237010393542413426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-5210603634127679000?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/5210603634127679000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=5210603634127679000&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/5210603634127679000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/5210603634127679000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/08/freaky-knee-thing.html' title='Freaky Knee Thing'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SK2ZNMAfzHI/AAAAAAAAANM/kQl7IeXO7ig/s72-c/S4300001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-6523061630698782860</id><published>2008-07-10T10:52:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T11:07:30.174-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>And We're Back</title><content type='html'>Well actually we have been home since the middle of june.  I would rather read about what everyone else is doing than update what we have been up to.  We left Yuma on June 5th and drove all the way to Pardre Island (yes Padre Island, TX).  I am not sure how long the drive was except that it was too long.  We stayed at a condo and hung out at the beach for a week.  We also snuck a movie in there Kung Fu Panda, which was o.k.  I love Jack Black but  not Angelina so much.  Jayson went fishing with his bothers and a nephew.  After our week at the beach we went to San Antonio and I got homesick all over again.  We stayed with the Bezzants and it was a blast. On saturday I watched all the Kids while Julie and Shane spoke at youth conference and the Jayson and Shane snuck off for an afternoon of fishing.  That night Julie and I met up with Kelly and had dinner at Pei Wei and it was so yummy.  Then we headed over to Half-Price Books.  Julie and I were there for quite a while but Kelly had to leave to get her kiddos.  We were there so long Kelly called to see if we were still coming over for italian cream sodas (which were yummy).  On Sunday we of course went to church and it was so nice to see a large primary.  I am so used to our smaller one in our ward.  We then went home snacked and took a much needed nap since Julie Stayed out way too late.  Then Kelly and the kids came up for dinner and stayed until she had to pick Mike up at the airport.  Monday morning we went by Nicci Norman's and it was awesome to see her family even if it was just for a little while.  Then Jayson the kids and I went downtown to Casa Rio and had lunch with his mom before she went home to Odessa.  That night we went to the Babcock's and had yummy fajitas and just hung out.  It was so easy like no time had passed for anyone.  The kids played like they had just seen each other the day before it was amazing.  Halle and Nina really loved playing and seemed to be kindred spirits, probably because they are the youngest.Oh by the way I have no picture proof I was in San Antonio because I left my camera in the car but I promise we were there.  We left early on Tuesday morning and drove all the way home to Yuma, where we have been roasting our tushies off ever since.  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At first she wanted to dance to a Hannah Montana song and let me say thank goodness she didn't because almost every other little girl either sang or danced to Hannah Montana.  She decided instead to tell some jokes.  She is a natural at this.  Maybe one day when I'm in the nursing home I'll be watching her on Saturday night Live.  Well only if it starts earlier.  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This means they can play just about anytime they want.  It is so funny because they are so much alike they could be twins or sisters.  Yesterday they played dress up  at Lucy's and Melanie (Lucy's mom and my friend) took pictures of the pretty princesses. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBoXX-Ay9II/AAAAAAAAAMk/q9OJdF6aH9o/s1600-h/DSC00703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBoXX-Ay9II/AAAAAAAAAMk/q9OJdF6aH9o/s320/DSC00703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195490820676056194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBoXYOAy9JI/AAAAAAAAAMs/buQNG-HQ0eg/s1600-h/DSC00702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBoXYOAy9JI/AAAAAAAAAMs/buQNG-HQ0eg/s320/DSC00702.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195490824971023506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-7322339087728569747?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/7322339087728569747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=7322339087728569747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/7322339087728569747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/7322339087728569747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/05/halle-and-lucy.html' title='Halle and Lucy'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBoXX-Ay9II/AAAAAAAAAMk/q9OJdF6aH9o/s72-c/DSC00703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-4238163295606369286</id><published>2008-05-01T14:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T15:08:36.659-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday and Baptism</title><content type='html'>Hannah turned 8 on April 25th and since she had only missed a half day of school we let her play hooky.  We spent the day picking up her baptism clothes, shopping for new shorts and an ever so fun trip to Chuck E. Cheese's.  I forgot the camera so we didn't get any pictures of all the fun the girls had.  After that we headed to the super Wal-Mart to pick up stuff for a get together we had planned for Hannah's baptism.  Jayson's mom and grandmother came into town later on in the afternoon and then we went to dinner at Cracker Barrel.  Saturday morning was interesting.  Hannah was not happy with the white undies I had purchased or the french braids I put in her hair.  After a while all was well.  We got a picture of her before we left and of her and Jayson after they put on their whites.  The baptism was nice and pretty stress free because the stake put it together, so we pretty much just showed up.  Hannah had lots of friends show up and support her and her choice.   We had a nice time with Jayson's mom and grandmother but the visit was too short.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBoVCOAy9GI/AAAAAAAAAMU/y-rAx9s79WM/s1600-h/S4300003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBoVCOAy9GI/AAAAAAAAAMU/y-rAx9s79WM/s320/S4300003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195488247990645858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBoVC-Ay9HI/AAAAAAAAAMc/OUH_21A36RI/s1600-h/S4300005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBoVC-Ay9HI/AAAAAAAAAMc/OUH_21A36RI/s320/S4300005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195488260875547762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-4238163295606369286?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/4238163295606369286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=4238163295606369286&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/4238163295606369286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/4238163295606369286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/05/birthday-and-baptism.html' title='Birthday and Baptism'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBoVCOAy9GI/AAAAAAAAAMU/y-rAx9s79WM/s72-c/S4300003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-8487170570689911273</id><published>2008-05-01T13:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T14:13:46.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On a bus with 45 second graders</title><content type='html'>My beautiful, smart, talented, funny and charming daughter begged me to chaperone her field trip to the bowling alley and the park.  Let me just start by saying I LOVE Hannah but spending an entire day with over 100 of her was not on my list of favorite things, and let's just say its not the same when you don't love those other children.  So to start the day I dropped Halle off with her best friend Lucy, which made her day perfect.  Went to Hannah's school signed in so they knew I wasn't some creepy perv and waited to enter my own personal Hell on earth, the school bus.  LOUD is the only way to describe the trip to the bowling alley.  I sat in my seat next  to my darling daughter and her friend Madalyn and wished I had brought my ipod to drown out the shrill voices full of excitement.  The bowling alley was fun for the most part, well as much fun as one can have when they are not actually the one doing the bowling.  It was fun to watch these little second graders feel so grown up because they have that little bit of freedom.  After a hour and a half of bowling, it was back on the dreaded school bus that was now LOUD and HOT, remember I live in Arizona, where it seems it is always hot or windy or both.  Thank goodness the trip to the park was not that long but now we have to sit out at the park and eat our sack lunches.  The park is super nice but there are no big, nice trees to hide under no ramadas as they call them here and no clouds, remember this is Arizona.  The park was way hot so we did not stay as long as initially planned.  Then it was back to the HOT, LOUD, and now STINKY school bus.  All in all it was a good day but if you ask Hannah she will tell you it was the best day ever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBoEwOAy9DI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kCfXHYlsIX0/s1600-h/S4300029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBoEwOAy9DI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kCfXHYlsIX0/s320/S4300029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195470346566956082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBoEwuAy9EI/AAAAAAAAAME/bH2RJYbJgg0/s1600-h/S4300030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBoEwuAy9EI/AAAAAAAAAME/bH2RJYbJgg0/s320/S4300030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195470355156890690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBoEw-Ay9FI/AAAAAAAAAMM/bO73LKGxgwA/s1600-h/S4300032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBoEw-Ay9FI/AAAAAAAAAMM/bO73LKGxgwA/s320/S4300032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195470359451858002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-8487170570689911273?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/8487170570689911273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=8487170570689911273&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/8487170570689911273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/8487170570689911273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-bus-with-45-second-graders.html' title='On a bus with 45 second graders'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBoEwOAy9DI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kCfXHYlsIX0/s72-c/S4300029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-1364246768859364318</id><published>2008-05-01T13:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T13:26:39.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mexico</title><content type='html'>The last weekend of Hannah's spring break we drove down to Rocky Point, Mexico.  Not as scary as I had imagined in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun and very relaxing.  I was able to finish the last 2 books in the twilight series by saturday. (we left Yuma on thursday and came back on sunday.)  The girls collected seashells and played in the water.  Of course Hannah managed to get a sunburn. Jayson and our friend Brad took a little row boat out and tried fishing with no success. The tide was awesome when it was out it was 1/2 -1 mile walk to the water but when it came in it was up to the steps of the cabin.  It was amazing. We took the girls shopping at the market and of course they found things to purchase.  We went out to eat once.  Mostly we enjoyed the peace and quiet of not having the telephone ringing.  As we were driving back there were people lined up on the sides of the road selling everything from tortillas to televisions.  They girls got to see what it is like when people are truly poor and live in houses made out of corrugated tin.  All in all it was a good experience and made us grateful to live in America. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBn89uAy8_I/AAAAAAAAALc/gN4e8-Hm13o/s1600-h/S4300004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBn89uAy8_I/AAAAAAAAALc/gN4e8-Hm13o/s320/S4300004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195461782402167794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBn8-OAy9AI/AAAAAAAAALk/nL9aFHn3tsU/s1600-h/S4300006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBn8-OAy9AI/AAAAAAAAALk/nL9aFHn3tsU/s320/S4300006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195461790992102402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBn8-OAy9BI/AAAAAAAAALs/j828U7OO-UI/s1600-h/S4300008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBn8-OAy9BI/AAAAAAAAALs/j828U7OO-UI/s320/S4300008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195461790992102418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBn8-eAy9CI/AAAAAAAAAL0/jBfJCiFilVQ/s1600-h/S4300020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBn8-eAy9CI/AAAAAAAAAL0/jBfJCiFilVQ/s320/S4300020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195461795287069730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-1364246768859364318?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/1364246768859364318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=1364246768859364318&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/1364246768859364318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/1364246768859364318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/05/mexicp.html' title='Mexico'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/SBn89uAy8_I/AAAAAAAAALc/gN4e8-Hm13o/s72-c/S4300004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-174437558864371750</id><published>2008-04-01T10:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T11:16:22.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>March</title><content type='html'>So March has been a crazy month for our family.  On March 1st Hannah had her Odyssey of the mind competition and Jayson sustained yet another basketball related injury.  Hannah was the narrator of their skit and I have to say it was the perfect job for her.  She has a photographic memory and so didn't even need her cards to help and I also have to say she has pretty good improve skills.  In the picture posted her eyes look really blue but they seem to change day to day.   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/R_JNaHQhHNI/AAAAAAAAALA/BSH7n7KUAnU/s1600-h/S4300001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/R_JNaHQhHNI/AAAAAAAAALA/BSH7n7KUAnU/s320/S4300001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184291232077126866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayson thought he sprained his ankle but it turns out it was a small break.  He crutched around in a soft cast for a couple of weeks and the got a hard cast which he ended up cutting off because his leg kept swelling and he was in extreme pain.  So since Jayson has a bum leg I am doing many of the things he usually does: trash, mow, and after dinner dishes.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/R_JQa3QhHOI/AAAAAAAAALI/FfAK6d8__lY/s1600-h/S4300008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/R_JQa3QhHOI/AAAAAAAAALI/FfAK6d8__lY/s320/S4300008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184294543496912098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On March 10th we celebrated Jayson's birthday with a little get together with people he works with and German Chocolate cake.  Jayson ordered his birthday present that he has been wanting for a while.  He ordered a receiver so that we can utilize our surround sound.  We had a great Easter, which I do not have pictures of, but the girls looked really pretty in the dresses that Jayson's mom sent (thanks Janell).  We had our good friends over for lunch and the kids hung out and played.  Now it is spring break and we are getting ready to go to Mexico, which I will take pictures of. PROMISE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-174437558864371750?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/174437558864371750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=174437558864371750&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/174437558864371750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/174437558864371750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/04/march.html' title='March'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/R_JNaHQhHNI/AAAAAAAAALA/BSH7n7KUAnU/s72-c/S4300001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-258558249025310930</id><published>2008-02-20T11:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T12:57:37.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Times They are a Changin'</title><content type='html'>As most of our friends remember Hannah had always had short hair.  After we moved here she decided to let it grow.  The bad thing about this is she doesn't like her hair combed,or fixed and is extremely tender headed.  So after many, many tears and lots of suggesting she decided to get her hair cut.  This was great except Halle has only ever had her hair trimmed wanted to cut hers as well.  I had issues with this because she has never had a shorter do and something about her being the"baby" made it hard to think about.  Anyway I made the appointments and away we went with great results I think.  To add to her changes that day Hannah my child that was never ever going to get her ears pierced "had a great idea" she decided to go for it.  It was taking the girl doing the piercing awhile to get everything set up and get the dots even, and I was sure Hannah would change her mind but she didn't.  She was a real trouper, not one tear.  I don't have any pictures of the actual process because we were at a mall about an hour from home and that was not on my list of things to do that day.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=512b26a85bf70673f2d9cd" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="window" allowFullScreen="true" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=512b26a85bf70673f2d9cd&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=512b26a85bf70673f2d9cd&amp;skin_id=701&amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/512b26a85bf70673f2d9cd/701.gif" style="border:0px;" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt0" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make photo slide shows at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-258558249025310930?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/258558249025310930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=258558249025310930&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/258558249025310930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/258558249025310930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/02/times-they-are-changin.html' title='Times They are a Changin&apos;'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-7150402579913200213</id><published>2008-01-17T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T10:51:01.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Things About Me</title><content type='html'>My good friend Kelly that I haven't called in forever tagged me.  Note to self call Kelly more often so I don't have to do things like this.  This is actually the first time I have been tagged.  So I really don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I don't enjoy being the center of attention.  I will do just about anything to avoid it.  I am more content to just be the person in the background silently doing my part.  So this means I don't enjoy any kind of shower where I would be the center of attention, speaking in church(which I have to do on Sunday), doing sharing time and anything else where I might be the center of attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I LOVE Texas and really don't understand why anyone would want to live anywhere else.  The people are super nice and not because they have to be but because that is what your parents taught you.  Someone recently asked if we were planning on moving to "Zion"(I have to say that is such a pet peeve of mine) after we were done with the Navy and I said yes we would be returning to Texas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.I Love music, all kinds.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I wasn't actually born in Texas.  I was born in Virginia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I Love Law &amp; Order reruns, but the sad thing is now the reruns are becoming reruns, so now I have been watching Monk reruns.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I call my grandma almost everyday.  I talk to her more than I talk to my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Chocolate and Cokes are my weakness.  I do not even want to say how many Snickers Bars I ate while Jayson was out of town for 3 nights.  Not little ones either.  Let's just say now my jeans are a little too tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since I have to tag other people I pick Laurie, Kim, and Beth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-7150402579913200213?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/7150402579913200213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=7150402579913200213&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/7150402579913200213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/7150402579913200213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/01/7-things-about-me.html' title='7 Things About Me'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-3922281583460719801</id><published>2008-01-04T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T11:37:46.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Glad</title><content type='html'>I am so glad that it is friday and Hannah returns to school on Monday.  Let me just say 3 weeks is way too long for winter break.&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that Jayson's mom was able to come and visit and spend Christmas with our family.  &lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that we were able to pick Her up in Phoenix because that meant we got see the zoo lights and see the nativity scenes at the temple.&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that she chose to sleep with Hannah because that meant Hannah would stay in her own bed on not try to fit in between Jayson and I in our queen sized bed.&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that our house was not overrun with toys this year.  We chose to update the kids games this year instead of lots of toys.&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad Halle got a scooter  from Santa, because that means there will be no more fighting over Hannah's scooter.&lt;br /&gt;I am also glad Santa included a helmet because if anyone needs a helmet it is Halle.&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad Santa brought Hannah her hamster cage and Petsmart gift card(Santa cannot deliver live animals) because that means she is so glad.&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that our good friends the Thompsons moved in down the street because that means there are kids close for my kids to play with.&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that church now starts at 9am because that means we can sneak a nap in.&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that even though we have a new primary president that I got to keep my calling(secretary) because I am happier in the background.&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that even though Jayson got a new calling that requires more time he is just the Elders Quorum 2nd counselor and not the president.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-3922281583460719801?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/3922281583460719801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=3922281583460719801&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/3922281583460719801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/3922281583460719801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-glad.html' title='So Glad'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-2867273219886096923</id><published>2007-12-03T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T08:21:40.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stockings are Hung</title><content type='html'>So Christmas has offically exploded at the Huber home.  For some reason this year I was even more anxious than normal to put up the decorations.  I would have put them up the day after Halloween if Jayson would have let me get away with it.  I was told I had to wait until after Thanksgiving.  Which I did.  The day after.  So 2 trees, 4 light strands, 5 stockings(no there isn't another Huber on the way the kids just think the cat needs a stocking.), 4 nativity scenes, 1 Feliz Navidad singing Santa, and too many other things to mention it is beginning to feel like Christmas without the snow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-2867273219886096923?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/2867273219886096923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=2867273219886096923&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/2867273219886096923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/2867273219886096923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/12/stockings-are-hung.html' title='The Stockings are Hung'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-7044442597986532286</id><published>2007-11-10T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T09:36:25.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Says Nothing Exciting Happens In Yuma</title><content type='html'>Well I do usually.  We were lucky enough to Have children's author and illustrator Jan Brett.  My girls love her stories and illustrations.  We ahve always read her books and were so excited to have her in Yuma.  The day she came Halle and I went and picked up free tickets (we were numbers 14 and 15).  This was important because the first 100 people in line got free autographed posters and besides that who wants to be at the back of a line.  She talked about her travels,and all the animals she has seen.  She talked about her new book The Three Snow Bears.  After she was done talking about the book she did an illustration of baby bear from the new book.  After all that she signed copies of her books.  Halle was upset because she wanted to ask Jan Brett if she could go to her house but when she got to the front of the line she was too shy which is normal for Halle.  All in all it was a fun experience that the girls really enjoyed.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rz2iA-8BemI/AAAAAAAAAJk/hQW9o8477ic/s1600-h/S4300008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rz2iA-8BemI/AAAAAAAAAJk/hQW9o8477ic/s320/S4300008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133437288050686562" /&gt;&lt;/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rz2j_O8BeoI/AAAAAAAAAJw/uhhmd0ARz98/s1600-h/S4300010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rz2j_O8BeoI/AAAAAAAAAJw/uhhmd0ARz98/s320/S4300010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133439457009171074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rz2kX-8BepI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/io6GDttZdqA/s1600-h/S4300012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rz2kX-8BepI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/io6GDttZdqA/s320/S4300012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133439882210933394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more pictures but I couldn't get them to load so I will try again later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-7044442597986532286?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/7044442597986532286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=7044442597986532286&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/7044442597986532286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/7044442597986532286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/11/who-says-nothing-exciting-happens-in.html' title='Who Says Nothing Exciting Happens In Yuma'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rz2iA-8BemI/AAAAAAAAAJk/hQW9o8477ic/s72-c/S4300008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-6335602694035198892</id><published>2007-11-09T13:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T14:07:12.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Bad</title><content type='html'>I really have gotten bad at updateing my blog.  I know I am a bad mommy.  It has been so long since I updated I can't remember everything I wanted to post.  O.k. it is kind of coming back.  We have been adopted by a fluffy orange cat that we call Garfield.  The cat seems super nice, which makes it way nicer than ours.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RzX7xOMfC3I/AAAAAAAAAJE/2qHnV_DarOw/s1600-h/S4300001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RzX7xOMfC3I/AAAAAAAAAJE/2qHnV_DarOw/s320/S4300001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131284173501172594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We went to Hannah's Fall festival at school.  She entered a cake in the cake decorating contest.  The cake was super cute and she decorated it all by herself.  She didn't win but she totally should have, and I am not just saying this because I am the mom.   &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RzSnrOMfC2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/eyzE1lS6I3I/s1600-h/S4300001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RzSnrOMfC2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/eyzE1lS6I3I/s320/S4300001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130910236468513634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two girls that were sisters and entered 5 cakes between them won.  By the way That is Hannah's Halloween costume.   To me though she just looks like she is dressed for school or church.  She is supposed to be a Cheetah girl, but she didn't want her hair fixed or any make-up . &lt;br /&gt; I have to admit that I really am a bad mom I have no pictures of my kids on Halloween.  Halle was a very cute cowgirl dressed all in pink.  She was covered in head to toe pink.  According to her she is only beautiful if she wears pink.  Which makes sunday a difficult day because she has 1 pink dress.  I do have some pictures of Halle at the pumpkin patch with her "preschool" group.  We paid $5 and the girls got to go on a hayride, do the hay maze, pick out a pumpkin, jump in bouncers, get their faces painted , and got a free bag of popcorn and treats.  The day was perfect until Mickey mouse showed up and then it was time to go home.  Yes my tough child is afraid of Mickey mouse, well not only Mickey Mouse, but Chuck E. Cheese and anyone dressed in a big furry costume.  The child gets absolutely hysterical.  We can't figure out why, she just is.  Oh yeah it isn't only furry costumed people, it is the big blow-up decorations, clowns(she asked me if the clown at a party Hannah was going to was going to kill or stab her), Halloween decorations, any life-size decoration I could go on and on.  Any way here are the pumpkin patch pics: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RzYAR-MfC4I/AAAAAAAAAJM/TlwCM4cO54E/s1600-h/S4300018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RzYAR-MfC4I/AAAAAAAAAJM/TlwCM4cO54E/s320/S4300018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131289134188399490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RzYASeMfC5I/AAAAAAAAAJU/FNrtVcShqn4/s1600-h/S4300019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RzYASeMfC5I/AAAAAAAAAJU/FNrtVcShqn4/s320/S4300019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131289142778334098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RzYATeMfC6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/EIBGEQXWu4U/s1600-h/S4300022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RzYATeMfC6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/EIBGEQXWu4U/s320/S4300022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131289159958203298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-6335602694035198892?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/6335602694035198892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=6335602694035198892&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/6335602694035198892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/6335602694035198892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-bad.html' title='So Bad'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/RzX7xOMfC3I/AAAAAAAAAJE/2qHnV_DarOw/s72-c/S4300001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-3094621801854162037</id><published>2007-10-22T11:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T11:53:59.849-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long</title><content type='html'>My last post took forever to publish because I could not get the pictures to upload but this morning we had success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-3094621801854162037?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/3094621801854162037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=3094621801854162037&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/3094621801854162037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/3094621801854162037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-long.html' title='So Long'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-4311359106674487655</id><published>2007-10-15T11:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T11:52:38.217-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halle's First Friend Party</title><content type='html'>So as you know Halle turned 4 on September 16th.  We have always celebrated her birthday, but usually with just family.  Last year she had a ginormous family party in Odessa the weekend before we left for Arizona.  This year she had her first friend party.  She had lots of little friends over for a Fancy Nancy party.  They all dressed fancy, played fancy games, decorated fancy cupcakes okay you get the idea.  Anyway  it was so much fun and I could have really decorated fancy if we had an unlimited budget but alas we don't.  The kids could have cared less anyway.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RxzGBsSCB-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/Teyon_N3Gfg/s1600-h/S4300010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RxzGBsSCB-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/Teyon_N3Gfg/s320/S4300010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124188208409741282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RxzGCsSCB_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/6cak1CMC9pw/s1600-h/S4300015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RxzGCsSCB_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/6cak1CMC9pw/s320/S4300015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124188225589610482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RxzGDMSCCAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/63yClvqT-8g/s1600-h/S4300026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RxzGDMSCCAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/63yClvqT-8g/s320/S4300026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124188234179545090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RxzGD8SCCBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/DtRC9cyuZEk/s1600-h/S4300028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RxzGD8SCCBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/DtRC9cyuZEk/s320/S4300028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124188247064446994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Halle after playing with her new make-up kit all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-4311359106674487655?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/4311359106674487655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=4311359106674487655&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/4311359106674487655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/4311359106674487655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/10/halles-first-friend-party.html' title='Halle&apos;s First Friend Party'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/RxzGBsSCB-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/Teyon_N3Gfg/s72-c/S4300010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-8600442605197454235</id><published>2007-09-25T19:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T20:13:30.055-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We Can't Forget Hannah's Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>Well I had done Halle's favorite things a while ago and had planned on doing Hannah's soon after and never got around to it.  It is not that I like one hild more than the other although Hannah sometimes thinks that is the case.  So now I that have consulted her I am ready to post.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RvmhUcSCB6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/QjaAaxTBSfo/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RvmhUcSCB6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/QjaAaxTBSfo/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114296224417187746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She love, love, loves all things High School Musical.  This includes both movies, soundtracks,dolls, clothing, toys, and clothing.  By the way it isn't like she has tons of this stuff. She owns the first movie and soundtrack, a shirt and lunch pail.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RvmiDcSCB7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/WJ_Zy5rsje8/s1600-h/images-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RvmiDcSCB7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/WJ_Zy5rsje8/s320/images-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114297031871039410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have 2 words Sweet Niblets.  If you know what that means you have probably been forced to watch Hannah Montana over and over as we have.  This show has inspired my Hannah to dress up as Hannah Montana for Halloween.  Now how the heck do I accomplish this.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rvmi28SCB8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/eiOkCfmhfNw/s1600-h/images-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rvmi28SCB8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/eiOkCfmhfNw/s320/images-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114297916634302402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy Drew books are a fairly new thing at our house.  I found them for her at the library in hopes of convincing her to read chapter books on her own and what do you know it worked.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RvmjSMSCB9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/SJPdjzA0Z14/s1600-h/images-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RvmjSMSCB9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/SJPdjzA0Z14/s320/images-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114298384785737682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lavender.  The color not the flower.  I am not sure she knows it is a flower.  Anyway that is the color her room is done in right now.  Although she did say she wanted the Hight School Musical bedding that Wal-Mart conviently placed in the center aisle(ugh).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-8600442605197454235?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/8600442605197454235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=8600442605197454235&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/8600442605197454235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/8600442605197454235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/09/we-cant-forget-hannahs-favorite-things.html' title='We Can&apos;t Forget Hannah&apos;s Favorite Things'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/RvmhUcSCB6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/QjaAaxTBSfo/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-4373358885361744032</id><published>2007-09-20T11:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T12:11:54.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Baby is Not So Much a Baby Anymore</title><content type='html'>Halle turned 4 on Sunday.  I was wakened by my phone ringing at 7 am our time and knew immediately it was my mother calling  to sing Happy Birthday.  I knew it was her because she does this on my birthday and Hannah's as well.  The girls wanted to have pupcakes(no I didn't misspell that is what Halle calls them and I love it and will not let her dad correct that one) and open presents.  Well the pupcakes weren't made and I hurriedly wrapped the gifts.  Hannah got her Dora tracing plates, Jayson got her a book called The Daddy Mountain, and I got her a Cranium game called Hullabaloo(which is super fun by the way).  She is having a friend party next saturday and is super excited about it.  She has only had family parties so this is a big deal to her. It has been a little sad watching her grow so fast, I am not ready but she lets me know she still needs me.The other day I was carrying her around the house and I said look at the baby.  Her response was you mean the big girl.  In my mind I am thinking well only if you insist.  I have to admit I am glad her birthday is late.  I get an extra year of her.  It has been fun getting to know her and her little personality.  Besides if she goes to school who will do the dishes.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RvKaWmu12OI/AAAAAAAAAHk/knhLHIKRFu4/s1600-h/babyhalle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RvKaWmu12OI/AAAAAAAAAHk/knhLHIKRFu4/s320/babyhalle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112318240163748066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Halle at 3 days old.  The blanket she is lying on is one that she still carries around today.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RvKa4Wu12PI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uL6SRqmP5SM/s1600-h/S4300001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RvKa4Wu12PI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uL6SRqmP5SM/s320/S4300001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112318819984333042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice the chocolate around her mouth.  It is only about 8:30 or 9:00 by this point but the child must have her chocolate.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RvKba2u12QI/AAAAAAAAAH0/WUu4w6rcXzI/s1600-h/S4300010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RvKba2u12QI/AAAAAAAAAH0/WUu4w6rcXzI/s320/S4300010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112319412689819906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After church and dinner we had birthday pupcakes, chocolate of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-4373358885361744032?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/4373358885361744032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=4373358885361744032&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/4373358885361744032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/4373358885361744032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/09/baby-is-not-so-much-baby-anymore.html' title='The Baby is Not So Much a Baby Anymore'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/RvKaWmu12OI/AAAAAAAAAHk/knhLHIKRFu4/s72-c/babyhalle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-5376571536942127655</id><published>2007-09-08T10:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T10:31:40.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RuKyDTceZfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FpcLTG37zbA/s1600-h/S4300037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RuKyDTceZfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FpcLTG37zbA/s320/S4300037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107840697220621810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have felt really guilty the last year or so because I haven't  done any type of playgroup or preschool with Halle.  A friend hear has a daughter Halle's age and was getting something together.  She asked if I would be interested and I jumped on it.  Your probably thinking I shouldn't feel guilty but when you ask your child how old they are going to be on their b-day and they say I don't know (it's 4 by the way) you start to feel bad.  Well anyway Tuesday was the first day of school.  Halle DOES NOT like to be away from me or dropped off ANYWHERE.  She wanted me to stay with her and I told her no, but that it is alright to be nervous.  She was awesome.  Now she wants to go to all her friends houses before having school at ours.  We are making progress with the seperation anxiety and hey if learn something along the way great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-5376571536942127655?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/5376571536942127655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=5376571536942127655&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/5376571536942127655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/5376571536942127655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/09/yeah-preschool.html' title='Yeah Preschool'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/RuKyDTceZfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FpcLTG37zbA/s72-c/S4300037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-5922162176427941519</id><published>2007-09-08T10:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T10:21:31.742-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY?</title><content type='html'>So last Sunday we had some friends over for dinner and games since there was no school on monday.  There were tons of kids in the house but you would not have known it, they played great.  Well my child that I consider to be pretty smart came through the living room looking like this...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RuKuijceZeI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vx2G3izowVw/s1600-h/S4300001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RuKuijceZeI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vx2G3izowVw/s320/S4300001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107836836045022690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our conversation went something like this...&lt;br /&gt;Jayson &amp; I : Why did you do that to your face.&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: It's washable marker.&lt;br /&gt;Us: That doesn't mean it will come off.  It is a good thing you don't have school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Go wash your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did mostly come off that night.  She was a little blue but by the next evening it was all gone.  The only thing is there was blue on everything: doors, towels, counter tops and anything else shemight have touched.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-5922162176427941519?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/5922162176427941519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=5922162176427941519&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/5922162176427941519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/5922162176427941519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/09/why.html' title='WHY?'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/RuKuijceZeI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vx2G3izowVw/s72-c/S4300001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-7020118805382809928</id><published>2007-08-30T11:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T11:30:43.181-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few of Her Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>Halle is a funny little girl.  She so different from Hannah.  She likes to help with laundry, dishes, and anything else you give her to do.  She has her own unique sense of style.  She definitely like things "her way".  The other day we were talking about what she likes anad I thought I would share.  &lt;br /&gt;1. Chocolate- This could be chocolate milk or candy but no seeds please(nuts).&lt;br /&gt;2.Pink- If she could live in a pink world she would.  Her bedding, curtains and one wall in her room is pink(she wants them all pink)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RtbfzzceZZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/NgQ1VXWIogo/s1600-h/S4300003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RtbfzzceZZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/NgQ1VXWIogo/s320/S4300003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104513308746999186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.fingernails and toenails painted-Yes this is a normal little girl thing but she wants them each painted a different color.(various shades of pink)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RtbggjceZaI/AAAAAAAAAGw/VB-K5ie2JdY/s1600-h/S4300004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RtbggjceZaI/AAAAAAAAAGw/VB-K5ie2JdY/s320/S4300004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104514077546145186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. froggy shirt-She loves this shirt if it is clean she wants to wear it.(notice the chocolate stains maybe I do because I'm the mom)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rtbg_DceZbI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Dk9wjS0hw9g/s1600-h/S4300005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rtbg_DceZbI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Dk9wjS0hw9g/s320/S4300005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104514601532155314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. her kitchen-When we were moving Jayson said he was not moving the girls kitchen center again.  Well for months that is all Halle asked about.  When Christmas came around The kitchen was one of the 2 things on her list.  All I can say is thank goodness for santa.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RtbhqTceZcI/AAAAAAAAAHA/WAxpTR8siCs/s1600-h/S4300006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RtbhqTceZcI/AAAAAAAAAHA/WAxpTR8siCs/s320/S4300006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104515344561497538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Hannah-Halle adores Hannah.  Sometimes she tortures her but there is always adoration.  Big sister may not always feel the same but as long as Halle is around Hannah has a fan club.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RtbiTzceZdI/AAAAAAAAAHI/T4PWu2W4ZhE/s1600-h/S4300062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RtbiTzceZdI/AAAAAAAAAHI/T4PWu2W4ZhE/s320/S4300062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104516057526068690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-7020118805382809928?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/7020118805382809928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=7020118805382809928&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/7020118805382809928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/7020118805382809928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/08/few-of-her-favorite-things.html' title='A Few of Her Favorite Things'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/RtbfzzceZZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/NgQ1VXWIogo/s72-c/S4300003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-8458872593235443977</id><published>2007-08-29T15:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T15:26:33.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Old Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RtXIWzceZUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/L5SpNqD9NI0/s1600-h/S4300001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RtXIWzceZUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/L5SpNqD9NI0/s320/S4300001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104206046786643266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with all the toy recalls lately we have had some casualties.  2 of Hannah's Polly Pocket sets and most importantly her Easy-Bake Oven.  I was brave and told her about the Pollys.  I could not however bring myself to tell her about the oven.  The oven was her favorite Christmas gift.  I told Jayson that he had to tell her because I could not do it.  The news got the reaction I expected.  Tears and lots of them.  She had some mixes that she had gotten as a result of the first easy-bake recall, so we told her we would make all of those for family home evening snack which helped to lighten the blow.  So we had Chips a hoy cookies and Cinnabon Cinnamon rolls.  After she went to bed that night I boxed up the oven to send it back and put it in my car, where it still sits to this day because I just don't like going to the post office.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-8458872593235443977?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/8458872593235443977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=8458872593235443977&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/8458872593235443977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/8458872593235443977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/08/goodbye-old-friends.html' title='Goodbye Old Friends'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/RtXIWzceZUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/L5SpNqD9NI0/s72-c/S4300001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-1640639512637473018</id><published>2007-08-20T15:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T15:20:57.481-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah School</title><content type='html'>Today is the first day of school.  I have been counting down the days.  It's not that I don't love Hannah, it was just time.  She said she had an headache and her stomach hurt.  I told her it was ok to be nervous.  She already knows her teacher.  She went to her class last year for reading.  She has quite a few kids from her class last year in her class his year.  She also has a friend from church in her class.  She spent alot of time deciding what to wear to school.  Of all the things in her closet the high school musical t-shirt and a pair of denim shorts won.  Life was easier when I picked everything.  It makes her happy so that is fine.  Will it really matter in the grand scheme of things what she wore to the first day of second grade, no.  It only matters that she is happy and happy with the way she looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RsnpcjceZSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fbU0pzCsyiY/s1600-h/S4300010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RsnpcjceZSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fbU0pzCsyiY/s320/S4300010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100864729734079778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RsnpczceZTI/AAAAAAAAAF4/u7fMSTENscA/s1600-h/S4300011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RsnpczceZTI/AAAAAAAAAF4/u7fMSTENscA/s320/S4300011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100864734029047090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-1640639512637473018?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/1640639512637473018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=1640639512637473018&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/1640639512637473018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/1640639512637473018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/08/yeah-school.html' title='Yeah School'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/RsnpcjceZSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fbU0pzCsyiY/s72-c/S4300010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-8193245193598210676</id><published>2007-08-20T15:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T15:12:45.739-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Not to Wear</title><content type='html'>I don't consider myself a fashion expert or anything of that sort.  I do like to think that when I get dressed that I match.  I like to think that I have taught my family to do the same.  I have never wanted to put my family on any kind of t.v. show where they stage an intervention.  I think family matters should be handled in private, well I did until I saw this.  Where are Stacy and Clinton when you need them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RsnnBjceZOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/42TjeRyaPiE/s1600-h/S4300002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RsnnBjceZOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/42TjeRyaPiE/s320/S4300002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100862066854356194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RsnnBzceZPI/AAAAAAAAAFY/eVDz-MByWXE/s1600-h/S4300003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RsnnBzceZPI/AAAAAAAAAFY/eVDz-MByWXE/s320/S4300003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100862071149323506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RsnnCDceZQI/AAAAAAAAAFg/u5Qb2VHM-_Y/s1600-h/S4300004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RsnnCDceZQI/AAAAAAAAAFg/u5Qb2VHM-_Y/s320/S4300004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100862075444290818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RsnnCjceZRI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LvC-kyNEgJQ/s1600-h/S4300005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RsnnCjceZRI/AAAAAAAAAFo/LvC-kyNEgJQ/s320/S4300005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100862084034225426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-8193245193598210676?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/8193245193598210676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=8193245193598210676&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/8193245193598210676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/8193245193598210676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-not-to-wear.html' title='What Not to Wear'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/RsnnBjceZOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/42TjeRyaPiE/s72-c/S4300002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-4945410022131540150</id><published>2007-08-06T12:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T13:00:22.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad, Bad Blogger</title><content type='html'>So it has been forever since I have updated, but for the record I have been keeping up with everyone else. Alot has happened since the last time I wrote.  &lt;br /&gt;1. Hannah lost her other front tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdJVM1gS9I/AAAAAAAAABk/DfNwPso8ZuA/s1600-h/S4300022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdJVM1gS9I/AAAAAAAAABk/DfNwPso8ZuA/s320/S4300022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095622131964726226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We drove all the way from Yuma to Odessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdKcc1gS-I/AAAAAAAAABs/ZohmfgabxMw/s1600-h/S4300002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdKcc1gS-I/AAAAAAAAABs/ZohmfgabxMw/s320/S4300002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095623356030405602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdKc81gS_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/X3T-qlgnIfY/s1600-h/S4300003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdKc81gS_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/X3T-qlgnIfY/s320/S4300003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095623364620340210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We spent about a week and a half in Odessa.The girls played while there daddy worked, worked, worked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdLIM1gTAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kwBaCNwCoig/s1600-h/S4300007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdLIM1gTAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kwBaCNwCoig/s320/S4300007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095624107649682434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. On the way home we went to Ruidoso, NM.  Which was beautiful.  The girls wanted to go to the smoky Bear museum. On the way there Halle fell asleep in the car.  When we got there Jayson opened her door to get her out and she lost her lunch, all over herself.  Thank goodness I didn't unpack our hanging bag with her church dress and shoes beacuse that is what we put on her.Which was fine until we went to the lake and she wanted to run, and get dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdNGc1gTBI/AAAAAAAAACE/r11delbG37w/s1600-h/S4300009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdNGc1gTBI/AAAAAAAAACE/r11delbG37w/s320/S4300009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095626276608166930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdNHM1gTCI/AAAAAAAAACM/QHHA-95Mt68/s1600-h/S4300012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdNHM1gTCI/AAAAAAAAACM/QHHA-95Mt68/s320/S4300012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095626289493068834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdNH81gTDI/AAAAAAAAACU/r0UPgIAdbpw/s1600-h/S4300013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdNH81gTDI/AAAAAAAAACU/r0UPgIAdbpw/s320/S4300013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095626302377970738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdNIc1gTEI/AAAAAAAAACc/46zWx3SVlc4/s1600-h/S4300014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdNIc1gTEI/AAAAAAAAACc/46zWx3SVlc4/s320/S4300014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095626310967905346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdNIs1gTFI/AAAAAAAAACk/hU9Zgub5cyg/s1600-h/S4300015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdNIs1gTFI/AAAAAAAAACk/hU9Zgub5cyg/s320/S4300015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095626315262872658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdN7c1gTGI/AAAAAAAAACs/XnzxD7Du7m8/s1600-h/S4300016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdN7c1gTGI/AAAAAAAAACs/XnzxD7Du7m8/s320/S4300016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095627187141233762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot the most important part we read Harry Potter.  I read the entire series(not at once) but Jayson who would not read would not let me talk about it.  Which was so frusterating for me because I needed to talk about it.  Well he finally decided to read 6 and 7.  Thank Goodness.  It was killing me having to be quiet about everything.  Book 6 took him 3 0r 4 days, but man when he got to 7 he took off.  He started reading it on friday afternoon and was done by saturday night.  Now the world is right and we can discuss Harry Potter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-4945410022131540150?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/4945410022131540150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=4945410022131540150&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/4945410022131540150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/4945410022131540150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/08/bad-bad-blogger.html' title='Bad, Bad Blogger'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/RrdJVM1gS9I/AAAAAAAAABk/DfNwPso8ZuA/s72-c/S4300022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-5861430663219062472</id><published>2007-07-10T22:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T03:01:39.715-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another One Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RpQ9Dr29NBI/AAAAAAAAABc/Aai_oRpNIbQ/s1600-h/S4300001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RpQ9Dr29NBI/AAAAAAAAABc/Aai_oRpNIbQ/s320/S4300001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085757012730262546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah has lost 4 teeth so far since moving to Arizona.  The strange thing is she lost the first 2 the first week of school and then nothing for the rest of the school year.  Well last week she lost the third and today the fourth.  The one ttoday is a big deal because it is the first top tooth.  It seems so strange that she is old enough to lose teeth.  I am afraid to think what is next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-5861430663219062472?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/5861430663219062472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=5861430663219062472&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/5861430663219062472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/5861430663219062472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/07/hannah-has-lost-4-teeth-so-far-since.html' title='Another One Gone'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/RpQ9Dr29NBI/AAAAAAAAABc/Aai_oRpNIbQ/s72-c/S4300001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-3174994322714466376</id><published>2007-06-30T14:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T14:24:20.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Ma NO Tears</title><content type='html'>We have offically finished swim lessons.  I have to say I think the girls worked hard and I am pleased with the progress they made.  No they aren't mermaids, yet but I still have hope.  Hannah will need to take level 1 again which she doesn't mind and Halle was promoted from preschool level to level 1.  So they are excited at the prospect of being in the same class.  For all their hard work we rewarded them with a trip to Chuck e. Cheese's.  Yes, I know you shouldn't use food for a reward, blah blah blah.   Anyway I hope you enjoy watching... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=30e1501cd5e42700957d7d" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="window" allowFullScreen="true" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=30e1501cd5e42700957d7d&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=30e1501cd5e42700957d7d&amp;skin_id=701&amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/30e1501cd5e42700957d7d/701.gif" style="border:0px;" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt0" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make photo slide shows at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our dinner at Chuck e. Cheese's Halle let us know that she never wanted to go there again because of the big, scary moouse.  Which is fine by me.  She does however want to return to McDonald's but Jayson told her no that it was dirty(bad experience last time we were at the play place.).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-3174994322714466376?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/3174994322714466376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=3174994322714466376&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/3174994322714466376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/3174994322714466376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/06/look-ma-no-tears.html' title='Look Ma NO Tears'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-9148822784553239542</id><published>2007-06-20T15:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:38:52.332-04:00</updated><title type='text'>april wants</title><content type='html'>So after I read what Laurie and her sister want I thought I shouild find out what I want.  I really want a lot of stuff apparently but this is just a little of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• April wants something new in life. Sure unless it something bad like a disease or a speeding ticket.&lt;br /&gt;• April wants to get her some painkillers. Hey it never hurts to have pain meds on hand, so yes I want to get me some painkillers. &lt;br /&gt;• April wants what we all want, some solace, some reconciliation.  Don’t we all.&lt;br /&gt;• April wants to put an end to her partnership with J.R.  Considering I don’t know J.R. I think this is wise. &lt;br /&gt;• April wants to go to the bathroom.  Not right at this moment but definitely sometime today.&lt;br /&gt;• April wants to locate Jamie.  I can’t say I am really interested in locating Jamie.&lt;br /&gt;• April wants an Old World Tuscan villa.  Tuscan villa would be nice especially if it is free. &lt;br /&gt;• April wants to host the Thanksgiving meal at her new apartment, an old beat up place.  I don’t have an apartment but you guys are more than welcome to come to my house.&lt;br /&gt;• April wants a signed CD from Mayday Parade! I don’t know this band, so no I do not want their CD, even if ti is signed.&lt;br /&gt;• April wants him to stick with it. Beyond that, April wants Wilkins to start thinking again.  Yes he should stick with it, whatever it is, and yes Wilkins should start thinking again.  Thinking is good.&lt;br /&gt;• April wants to do is go to the mall with her friend Steph.  I don’t have a friend named Steph but yes I do want to go to the mall.&lt;br /&gt;• April wants to know when you guys are are going to get a gig on some Florida beach.  Yes, when is the gig?&lt;br /&gt;• April wants to star in action films and dramatic movies.  No definitely not.  The thought of millions of people watching me makes me physically ill.&lt;br /&gt;• April wants to be happy and to take life headlong as it comes—hopefully, with a pen in hand. Yes, but I’m not sure what the pen is for.&lt;br /&gt;• April wants to get to the bottom of this but her team members just won't believe her when she tells them something strange is going on. You need to listen to me I know what’s up, well sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;• April wants Howie gone.  If Howie refers to Howie Mandel then yes, DEFINITELY!&lt;br /&gt;• April wants to change that cultural norm. Sure why not.&lt;br /&gt;• April wants to live her life as a lifelong learner and believes you can learn something from everyone, no matter how young or old. I do want this really,really want this.  How did they know?&lt;br /&gt;• April wants to die.  Eventually but not for a really,really long time.&lt;br /&gt;• April wants to be a firefighter. No running into burning buildings is not my idea of a good time&lt;br /&gt;• April wants to kill him.   I am not sure who “him” is so no I don’t want to kill him.&lt;br /&gt;• April wants them all to makeup and be friends.  Can’t we all just get along?&lt;br /&gt;• April wants purple streaks in her hair?  Not particularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my favorite….&lt;br /&gt;• April wants to make it clear that she's putting her own spin on traditional music. Yes Is it clear enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-9148822784553239542?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/9148822784553239542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=9148822784553239542&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/9148822784553239542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/9148822784553239542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/06/april-wants.html' title='april wants'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-7582077067030311012</id><published>2007-06-19T11:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T12:17:24.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim lessons</title><content type='html'>Yesterday the girls had their first swim lesson.  I was really expecting miracles, you know like my daughters turning into beautiful swimming mermaids type of miracles.  This was a long shot because Hannah is afraid of swimming and Halle is afraid of strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=2f81816a42d43bffaa796b" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="350" height="328" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=2f81816a42d43bffaa796b&amp;skin_id=0&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:30px;width:350px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=2f81816a42d43bffaa796b&amp;skin_id=0&amp;source=emplay&amp;coord=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/2f81816a42d43bffaa796b/0.gif" style="border:0px;" width="350" ismap /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conversation with Halle after class:&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Why were you crying?&lt;br /&gt;Halle:I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Mom:Are you going to cry tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Halle: Yes!  &lt;br /&gt;Jayson's conversation with Halle:&lt;br /&gt;Jayson:Do you want to go somewhere special after you are fiinished with swim lessons?&lt;br /&gt;Halle:Yes!&lt;br /&gt;Jayson:Where do want to go?&lt;br /&gt;Halle:Disneyworld!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Hannah what she was telling the swim teacher and her reply was "my drowns".&lt;br /&gt;Her drowns as she calls them cosist of falling in the Blanco river when she was 2 1/2 and jumping in a pool with no one there to catch her because she thought she could swim( I believe she was almost 5 when that happened).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-7582077067030311012?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/7582077067030311012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=7582077067030311012&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/7582077067030311012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/7582077067030311012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/06/swim-lessons.html' title='Swim lessons'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-9009129598282323498</id><published>2007-06-14T17:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T18:17:14.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RnG8PQ1dW9I/AAAAAAAAABU/qZJj5KyrpUg/s1600-h/S4300003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RnG8PQ1dW9I/AAAAAAAAABU/qZJj5KyrpUg/s320/S4300003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076045225426508754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we made it to the last day od school.  I had planned on keeping Hannah home because we got a note sayining that it would be an abbreviated schedule.  How abbreviated you asked....well school starts at 8:30, they were going to release at 10:00 am.  So anyway I had already told myself no school on friday.  Well then I get this cute little invite to a short awards ceremony.  How short you say.  Well it started at 8:45 and we were outta that school by 9:00.  Anyway it wasn't really a big deal.  She got to wear her pajamas to school (for spirit day) and got her picture with her teacher whom she adores but has been out on maternity leave.  By the way she kind of reminds me of a grown up Hannah.  Don't ya think?  All in all this was a good day.  We made it to summer movie fun, which starts at 9:45 with time to spare.  For those of you that are wondering no I didn't let Hannah wear her p.j.'s to the movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-9009129598282323498?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/9009129598282323498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=9009129598282323498&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/9009129598282323498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/9009129598282323498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/06/last-day.html' title='The Last Day'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/RnG8PQ1dW9I/AAAAAAAAABU/qZJj5KyrpUg/s72-c/S4300003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-5246639036793944036</id><published>2007-05-26T14:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T14:56:11.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>End of School</title><content type='html'>So just about everyone we know is out of school.  Not us here in Yuma.  We have school until June 8th.  Part of me is like my child can watch Shrek 1 &amp; 2, cars and go swimming at home.  Then the part of me that doesn't enjoy listening to my children fight is like oh yeah 2 more weeks with very little fighting.  On one hand I wouldn't have to get up early but then I remember Hannah must have been a rooster in a former life and wakes at the crack of dawn.  Anyway I could go on debating myself all day, but I won't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-5246639036793944036?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/5246639036793944036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=5246639036793944036&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/5246639036793944036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/5246639036793944036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/05/end-of-school.html' title='End of School'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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-1343049503551789667.post-6974644930944430838</id><published>2007-05-06T12:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T12:34:09.844-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rj4DXaeiKyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/VPW4pmj9G5o/s1600-h/S4300004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rj4DXaeiKyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/VPW4pmj9G5o/s320/S4300004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061486731990280994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rj4DXqeiKzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/fqnL_Dg9nTc/s1600-h/S4300013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rj4DXqeiKzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/fqnL_Dg9nTc/s320/S4300013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061486736285248306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rj4DYKeiK0I/AAAAAAAAABE/WsBwCIMXpSs/s1600-h/S4300015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rj4DYKeiK0I/AAAAAAAAABE/WsBwCIMXpSs/s320/S4300015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061486744875182914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rj4C56eiKxI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vKR0j8DwkBg/s1600-h/HannahSpring07014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rj4C56eiKxI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vKR0j8DwkBg/s320/HannahSpring07014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061486225184140050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Hannah turned 7 on April 25th (yes I realize I am a little behind getting this posted).  We celebrated at home with our family on the big day.  She got to pick her favorite meal, for those of you that don't know it is spaghetti, salad and french bread.  We had a small chocolate cake(no I didn't make it).  She opened family presents and we watched Night At The Museum as a family.  When we first started talking about her birthday she said that she didn't want a party that she just wanted to go to dinner and a movie and invite her friend Isabelle.  In my mind I am thinking YES! on the outside I play it cool and say if that is what you want to do that is fine.  The week before her birthday she says I decided what I want to do for my party.  To which my answer was you said you didn't want a party.  To which she says don't worry it is just a small one with cake and punch.  In my mind I am trying to remember that this is an almost 7 year old child that doesn't realize that even the small ones take lots of leg work on the parents behalf.  Anyway so we had the pary yesterday and it went well.  It was a little windy (that comes with living in Yuma) but the girls did not seem to mind.&lt;br /&gt;  I have been thinking back alot lately to when she was little and the funny things she used to say and do. Here are a few of my favorites&lt;br /&gt;1. She had an ear infection and when someone asked her what the doctor said she told them she had an ear confection.&lt;br /&gt;2. When she was in the nursery she asked to sing the Mary song and they asked if she wanted to sing Mary had a little Lamb to which she said no and proceeded to sing Mary Mary Why You Buggin by Run DMC.&lt;br /&gt;3.When Halle was about 3 months old she asked if we could take her back to the hospital and get a pet instead.&lt;br /&gt;Any of you that know Hannah well know her personality and know I could go on all day with all the crazy things she says and does.  We are so enjoying watching her grow up and the young lady that she is becoming not to say that she doesn't throw fits because she does have her moments and that is when I have to remind myself that she is still a child.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-6974644930944430838?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/6974644930944430838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=6974644930944430838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/6974644930944430838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/6974644930944430838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/05/hannah.html' title='Hannah'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/Rj4DXaeiKyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/VPW4pmj9G5o/s72-c/S4300004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1343049503551789667.post-81817160547931042</id><published>2007-04-16T18:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T18:51:10.186-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='las vegas'/><title type='text'>To blog or not to blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RiP9uADic5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w4hjal_eLRg/s1600-h/S4300005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RiP9uADic5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w4hjal_eLRg/s320/S4300005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054162173570478994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RiP9ugDic6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/d_2vwfn9bF0/s1600-h/S4300012_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RiP9ugDic6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/d_2vwfn9bF0/s320/S4300012_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054162182160413602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RiP9vADic7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Sd74nySDhGQ/s1600-h/S4300017_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RiP9vADic7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Sd74nySDhGQ/s320/S4300017_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054162190750348210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RiP9vgDic8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/JNx-tASyw0U/s1600-h/S4300020_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HHe7LwxBylw/RiP9vgDic8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/JNx-tASyw0U/s320/S4300020_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054162199340282818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So I as many other people have been faced with this dilema: To blog or not to blog.  The next question is do people really care what you have to say or what is going on in our lives.  Well here is my answer: even if you don't care you will now know what is going on with the Huber's.  Well to an extent anyway.&lt;br /&gt;  Well we recently took our girls to Las Vegas.  Yes I know you are probably thinking sin city is no place for children.  Well for the record there were hundreds of children everywhere.  Even Michael Jackson was there with his kids (ok bad example).  Anyway as you all know we have 2 daughters who believe whole heartedly that they are real princesses, even though they don't always act that way.  Their daddy thought they would love to stay in a castle (the excaliber).  He was right.  We saw the lions at MGM Grand, went to M&amp;M's world (hannah's favorite), watched the fountain show at the Bellagio (Halle's favorite, She now loves the Andrea Bocelli song Con Te Partino, If you haven't heard it you should definitely check it out.), went to FAO Schwartz, rode in a taxi(another crowd pleaser), and played games and did alot of walking.  All in all this vacation was a sucess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1343049503551789667-81817160547931042?l=jahhhuber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/feeds/81817160547931042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1343049503551789667&amp;postID=81817160547931042&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/81817160547931042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1343049503551789667/posts/default/81817160547931042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jahhhuber.blogspot.com/2007/04/to-blog-or-not-to-blog.html' title='To blog or not to blog'/><author><name>Always April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186014869816477907</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/_HHe7LwxBylw/RiP9uADic5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/w4hjal_eLRg/s72-c/S4300005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
