<?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-1536082889269599952</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:43:26.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sweet Life</title><subtitle type='html'>To tell the story of our family in all its glory, we create the sweet life.  

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&lt;a href="http://lilypie.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://b4.lilypie.com/Fappm8.png" alt="Lilypie 4th Birthday Ticker" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-7475440617194008380</id><published>2009-01-21T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T10:15:34.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Boy is Growing Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jaxon is officially 3 years old. Our little guy is no longer a toddler and is now a little boy. Joe and I don't know where the time has went and can't believe how big he is getting. We are constantly amazed by the new things he learns and says. Sometimes I don't know where he gets it all. One thing I can definitely say about Jax is that he is all boy. He still loves playing with his cars, trains, balls, and anything else you would associate with little boys. Despite all that though he still has a soft side. He is always willing to tell you he loves you and shower you with tons of kisses and hugs. We can also say that he has turned into a great big brother. If Jaya is fussing at all, Jaxon is right there by her side telling her "don't worry Jaya, brother is right here." We miss the baby days but look forward to the new adventures with Jax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little summary about what I refer to as Jaxon's birthday weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend started out with a trip to see Mickey Mouse Club House Live with Grammy Janice and Mommy. Jaxon LOVES Handy Manny and the Little Einsteins so he was so excited to see all of them. We had great seats in the front row so Jaxon loved to be able to stand right at the stage. Of course we spent a little less than a million bucks on "junk" but Jaxon had a great time so it was well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306610817852471218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SaTebFdXd7I/AAAAAAAAAR4/UhcQy-B6zvM/s320/IMG_1616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Handy Manny and the Tools.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306610816303198354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SaTea_r_cJI/AAAAAAAAARw/S6S5_ssiiRc/s320/IMG_1608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grammy and Jax drinking a snow cone out of his new Little Einsteins cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SaTeamAiG1I/AAAAAAAAARo/mzjuTNL18dU/s1600-h/IMG_1626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306610809410034514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SaTeamAiG1I/AAAAAAAAARo/mzjuTNL18dU/s320/IMG_1626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jaxon eating cotton candy while wearing his new Handy Manny hard hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then on Sunday we had a little birthday party at Pizzaville. Luckily Jaxon thinks it is the greatest pizza place on earth. Well that has probably changed since we went to a b-day party recently at Chucky Cheese. Jaxon had a great time running around and playing as many games as he wanted. I think this is the last year I will be able to do the "easy" birthday party. Next year I will have to start competing with my friends and their themed parties. Hopefully Julie will help me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/Sal7n7bCaKI/AAAAAAAAASI/W9PrrQY1zq8/s1600-h/IMG_0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307909561729050786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/Sal7n7bCaKI/AAAAAAAAASI/W9PrrQY1zq8/s320/IMG_0923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/Sal7ndrRHTI/AAAAAAAAASA/9TNRBNATZcQ/s1600-h/IMG_0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307909553744059698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/Sal7ndrRHTI/AAAAAAAAASA/9TNRBNATZcQ/s320/IMG_0924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-7475440617194008380?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7475440617194008380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=7475440617194008380' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/7475440617194008380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/7475440617194008380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-little-boy-is-growing-up.html' title='Our Little Boy is Growing Up!'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SaTebFdXd7I/AAAAAAAAAR4/UhcQy-B6zvM/s72-c/IMG_1616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-947780529076464490</id><published>2008-12-26T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T09:58:30.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Ho! Ho! Ho!</title><content type='html'>So another Christmas has came and went. The kids had a great time. Jaya loved all of their presents but I think she loved the wrapping paper even more. All she wanted to do was eat it. Jaxon loved every minute of Christmas. This is the first year that he really got it. He had a great time decorating the tree, doing the advent calender everyday, and making reindeer food and cookies for Santa. When Christmas was finally here, he was so excited to see the scooter and helicopter that Santa brought him and the big girl car seat for Jaya so she could be just like him. Now it is time to take the tree down and put all the decoration way and look forward to next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SWja8454_DI/AAAAAAAAARc/1sijlc8m7r0/s1600-h/IMG_1573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289718501948849202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SWja8454_DI/AAAAAAAAARc/1sijlc8m7r0/s320/IMG_1573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaya's mug shot. I am not a big bow person but I couldn't resist this one for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SWja8hiFqcI/AAAAAAAAARU/ZofNlAqQpkA/s1600-h/IMG_1529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289718495675001282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SWja8hiFqcI/AAAAAAAAARU/ZofNlAqQpkA/s320/IMG_1529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon loved all the goodies Santa put in his stocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SWja8Bvl_KI/AAAAAAAAARM/bPVntGFri8g/s1600-h/IMG_1522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289718487141711010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SWja8Bvl_KI/AAAAAAAAARM/bPVntGFri8g/s320/IMG_1522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Christmas Eve we sprinkled reindeer food on the yard so that they wouldn't be hungry. We also left a bowl by the door which Jaxon checked to see if it was gone right when he got up Christmas morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SWja7kwt9PI/AAAAAAAAARE/NoQTg3D1ihE/s1600-h/IMG_1494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289718479361799410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SWja7kwt9PI/AAAAAAAAARE/NoQTg3D1ihE/s320/IMG_1494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jaya eating wrapping paper as she opens her presents on Christmas Eve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SWja6R5XrfI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/SKXAoxKfNAE/s1600-h/IMG_1330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289718457117945330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SWja6R5XrfI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/SKXAoxKfNAE/s320/IMG_1330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-947780529076464490?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/947780529076464490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=947780529076464490' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/947780529076464490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/947780529076464490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-ho-ho-ho.html' title='Merry Christmas Ho! Ho! Ho!'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SWja8454_DI/AAAAAAAAARc/1sijlc8m7r0/s72-c/IMG_1573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-5337551997977828387</id><published>2008-12-23T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:49:39.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights at Calm</title><content type='html'>We took our annual trip to see the lights at CALM. This year Janice, Brandon, Payton and Abbie went with us. Jaxon had a great time riding the train and carousel, drinking hot cocoa, looking at all the lights, and running around with Payton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SWjPbZDVuSI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/D69_fB1tR2M/s1600-h/IMG_1450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289705831834958114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SWjPbZDVuSI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/D69_fB1tR2M/s320/IMG_1450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon running around with Payton. She is a runner. Anytime we go anywhere she is running around fast. Jaxon can never even keep up with her. That girl is going to be a sprinter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SWjPbI_fGLI/AAAAAAAAAQs/XzqDhV-ejYU/s1600-h/IMG_1442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289705827523827890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SWjPbI_fGLI/AAAAAAAAAQs/XzqDhV-ejYU/s320/IMG_1442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding the carousel with mommy. By the end mommy was getting a little dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SWjPaPg16aI/AAAAAAAAAQk/3dN4xIAcMfo/s1600-h/IMG_1454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289705812094478754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SWjPaPg16aI/AAAAAAAAAQk/3dN4xIAcMfo/s320/IMG_1454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The family photo. Of course Jaxon is as photogenic as always. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-5337551997977828387?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5337551997977828387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=5337551997977828387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/5337551997977828387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/5337551997977828387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/lights-at-calm.html' title='Lights at Calm'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SWjPbZDVuSI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/D69_fB1tR2M/s72-c/IMG_1450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-6131017279379372029</id><published>2008-12-19T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T15:08:33.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV6cZqOd-PI/AAAAAAAAAQc/KxOh4ZbGYwY/s1600-h/IMG_1402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286834977225177330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV6cZqOd-PI/AAAAAAAAAQc/KxOh4ZbGYwY/s320/IMG_1402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV6cZQ1dMyI/AAAAAAAAAQU/KeWa_evPFiI/s1600-h/IMG_1399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286834970409382690" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV6cZQ1dMyI/AAAAAAAAAQU/KeWa_evPFiI/s320/IMG_1399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV6cY0_dNuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/qgLtl2tv2ZI/s1600-h/IMG_1397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286834962935133922" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV6cY0_dNuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/qgLtl2tv2ZI/s320/IMG_1397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I would just post these pictures. I just love them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jaya&lt;/span&gt; loves to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Eskimo&lt;/span&gt; kisses and have your face pressed against hers. She just smiles and laughs. She is getting so much personality. &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/1536082889269599952-6131017279379372029?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6131017279379372029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=6131017279379372029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/6131017279379372029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/6131017279379372029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/daddys-girl.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Girl'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV6cZqOd-PI/AAAAAAAAAQc/KxOh4ZbGYwY/s72-c/IMG_1402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-931001255504352123</id><published>2008-12-16T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T14:53:37.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mani and Pedi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV6aps7_zRI/AAAAAAAAAQE/k22f7Z0Is_A/s1600-h/IMG_1394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286833053807660306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV6aps7_zRI/AAAAAAAAAQE/k22f7Z0Is_A/s320/IMG_1394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaxon absolutely HATES to have his fingernails and toenails cut. I usually have to bribe him with a popcicle in order to get him to let me cut them. Well one day I bust out the foot messager to soak my feet in for a bit. Jaxon thought it was the best thing. Of course he wanted to soak his feet. I explained to him that we soak our feet in order to get them ready to cut your toe nails. He was all over it. I didn't even have to bribe him. He loved it. Maybe I didn't need the daughter to got manis and pedis with after all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-931001255504352123?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/931001255504352123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=931001255504352123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/931001255504352123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/931001255504352123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/12/mani-and-pedi.html' title='Mani and Pedi'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV6aps7_zRI/AAAAAAAAAQE/k22f7Z0Is_A/s72-c/IMG_1394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-3108032314609019315</id><published>2008-11-28T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T14:41:51.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaya's Thankful for Teeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jaya&lt;/span&gt; celebrated Thanksgiving this year by getting her first tooth.  On Thanksgiving Day she got the center, bottom right tooth.  She followed it up the next day by getting her other tooth on the left.  Finally an end to the massive drooling, well at least until the next ones come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-3108032314609019315?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3108032314609019315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=3108032314609019315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/3108032314609019315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/3108032314609019315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/11/jayas-thankful-for-teeth.html' title='Jaya&apos;s Thankful for Teeth'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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-1536082889269599952.post-2511532945415462714</id><published>2008-11-12T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T14:36:38.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego Trip</title><content type='html'>For Veteran's Day weekend we decided to take a few days off and head to San Diego for 4 days. It was nice spending time with Aunt Janice and Uncle Brandon and of course Jaxon could not get enough of Payton. While we were there we ate a lot of good food at our local favorites. We also took the kids to the zoo one day and hung out at Balboa Park on another. Jaxon even loved hanging out at the hotel. He liked that our room had his own little room that was attached. It had his own bunk beds and t.v. He loved to hang out in there and watch movies by himself. It was a nice treat for mommy and daddy. Jaya adjusted well to sharing a room with us. She was a trooper the whole time and as always was her easy going self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5ixPbpilI/AAAAAAAAAPk/5kCV8t2xgCQ/s1600-h/IMG_1263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286771610675153490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5ixPbpilI/AAAAAAAAAPk/5kCV8t2xgCQ/s320/IMG_1263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaxon hanging out with Jaya in the bed. Jaxon loved to lay with her when we were in the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5iwdYbUhI/AAAAAAAAAPc/MXC-hsScG94/s1600-h/IMG_1243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286771597239865874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5iwdYbUhI/AAAAAAAAAPc/MXC-hsScG94/s320/IMG_1243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Checking out the fish pond at the botanical gardens in Balboa Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5iv5S5HlI/AAAAAAAAAPU/p2mcqBN1Pos/s1600-h/IMG_1229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286771587552976466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5iv5S5HlI/AAAAAAAAAPU/p2mcqBN1Pos/s320/IMG_1229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family picture at the Zoo. Jaya spend most of the day in the front pack just hanging out and sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5iu6NJoSI/AAAAAAAAAPM/pws5VVMmkck/s1600-h/IMG_1211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286771570617458978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5iu6NJoSI/AAAAAAAAAPM/pws5VVMmkck/s320/IMG_1211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Payton and Jax spend the day running from one thing to another. Payton is a bit quicker then Jaxon is. By those two have a lot of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5iuQeKQ6I/AAAAAAAAAPE/kvngC3mJ-Hk/s1600-h/IMG_1203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286771559414514594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5iuQeKQ6I/AAAAAAAAAPE/kvngC3mJ-Hk/s320/IMG_1203.JPG" border="0" /&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/1536082889269599952-2511532945415462714?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2511532945415462714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=2511532945415462714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/2511532945415462714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/2511532945415462714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/san-diego-trip.html' title='San Diego Trip'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5ixPbpilI/AAAAAAAAAPk/5kCV8t2xgCQ/s72-c/IMG_1263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-5603564566071403441</id><published>2008-10-31T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T10:39:43.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>We started Halloween off this year with the Baker's annual party. Jaya wore an adorable tu-tu and onsie that was made by my neighbor Kim. Jaxon was suppose to be a future fisherman this year. He was that at the Baker's party but when it came to the real Halloween he wasn't having it. He wanted to wear his knight costume from last year. I didn't feel like fighting him so he was both a fisherman and a knight. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5e7X8dnHI/AAAAAAAAAO8/c21k0Eh6kA0/s1600-h/IMG_1184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286767386712448114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5e7X8dnHI/AAAAAAAAAO8/c21k0Eh6kA0/s320/IMG_1184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5e6zv8gVI/AAAAAAAAAO0/duWJZ75mu7M/s1600-h/IMG_1168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286767376996270418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5e6zv8gVI/AAAAAAAAAO0/duWJZ75mu7M/s320/IMG_1168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5e6gfdwXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/LbeJvqfQPg0/s1600-h/IMG_1162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286767371826872690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5e6gfdwXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/LbeJvqfQPg0/s320/IMG_1162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-5603564566071403441?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5603564566071403441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=5603564566071403441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/5603564566071403441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/5603564566071403441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5e7X8dnHI/AAAAAAAAAO8/c21k0Eh6kA0/s72-c/IMG_1184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-7847184674623390447</id><published>2008-10-22T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T14:34:46.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Carving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV6V9vOFz1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/4GViGcBkzLo/s1600-h/IMG_1139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286827900459667282" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV6V9vOFz1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/4GViGcBkzLo/s200/IMG_1139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV6V9CEmGxI/AAAAAAAAAPs/vupPkEnnquM/s1600-h/IMG_1138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286827888340245266" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV6V9CEmGxI/AAAAAAAAAPs/vupPkEnnquM/s200/IMG_1138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we decided to finally carve our pumpkin we got at the pumpkin patch. Joe and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jaxon&lt;/span&gt; set out to do it but it turned out to be a job for Joe. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jaxon&lt;/span&gt; wasn't that impressed. He didn't like sticking his hand in the pumpkin to remove all of the seeds. According to him it felt icky and he lost interest fairly quickly. Maybe next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV6V-mEyCHI/AAAAAAAAAP8/RQCvWuGuYXw/s1600-h/IMG_1148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286827915184572530" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV6V-mEyCHI/AAAAAAAAAP8/RQCvWuGuYXw/s200/IMG_1148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joe's finished product&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-7847184674623390447?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7847184674623390447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=7847184674623390447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/7847184674623390447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/7847184674623390447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2009/01/pumpkin-carving.html' title='Pumpkin Carving'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV6V9vOFz1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/4GViGcBkzLo/s72-c/IMG_1139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-3987610873720316117</id><published>2008-10-13T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T10:05:19.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5WYjBvR7I/AAAAAAAAAOk/vMJTyJY4Wjk/s1600-h/IMG_1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286757992298923954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5WYjBvR7I/AAAAAAAAAOk/vMJTyJY4Wjk/s320/IMG_1087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5UwXuoDVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/hTj7fOsnLEg/s1600-h/IMG_1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286756202559573330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5UwXuoDVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/hTj7fOsnLEg/s320/IMG_1125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made our annual trip to the Pumpkin Patch with Janice, Brandon, and the kids. Jaxon picked out one for him and daddy to carve and a small one that he could carry. Jaxon had a great time running around and playing. We look forward to it again next year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5UvhUxrOI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5ZZ_3H9_3og/s1600-h/IMG_1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286756187955637474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5UvhUxrOI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5ZZ_3H9_3og/s320/IMG_1134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5UvBwaaKI/AAAAAAAAAOM/c4lGPTp2mUs/s1600-h/IMG_1132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286756179481618594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5UvBwaaKI/AAAAAAAAAOM/c4lGPTp2mUs/s320/IMG_1132.JPG" border="0" /&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/1536082889269599952-3987610873720316117?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3987610873720316117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=3987610873720316117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/3987610873720316117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/3987610873720316117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-patch-2008.html' title='Pumpkin Patch 2008'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5WYjBvR7I/AAAAAAAAAOk/vMJTyJY4Wjk/s72-c/IMG_1087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-2513270693361746742</id><published>2008-10-12T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T09:28:46.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5Lb9ilgpI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Wp-TwFmbPlE/s1600-h/IMG_0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286745956327719570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5Lb9ilgpI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Wp-TwFmbPlE/s320/IMG_0937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a potty training party this weekend. Jaxon and I went to Target on Thursday and loaded up on big boy underwear, salty snacks, and juice boxes for the big event. We started out that weekend by throwing out the diapers and going solely with big boy underwear. I thought this was going to be a lot easier than it was. It took over 36 hours to have one successful attempt to pee in the potty. Needless to say the quick potty training that I had envisioned was not a reality.  My son is not one of the Baker boys.  We will just keep plugging at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Since we all know I back date I thought I would go ahead and put an update as of January 2nd. Jaxon is doing pretty well when it comes to using the potty. He finally is going both pee-pee and poop in the toilet. It took him a while to master the pooping. I finally had just given up and resorted to wearing pull ups, there was no way I could clean another pair of big boy underwear. Then one day he just got it.   Now our biggest potty training issue is figuring out how to get him broken of the belief that everytime he poops in the potty means candy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-2513270693361746742?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2513270693361746742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=2513270693361746742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/2513270693361746742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/2513270693361746742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/10/potty-training.html' title='Potty Training'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SV5Lb9ilgpI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Wp-TwFmbPlE/s72-c/IMG_0937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-1977046866572739217</id><published>2008-10-04T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T13:48:23.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Rock Star</title><content type='html'>Jaxon is obsessed with rocking out.  He use the pool sticks, his baseball bat, or whatever he can find to be his guitar.  He loves to make up his own songs and sing them.  As you will see, his lyrics are limited and he likes to "sing loud."  Maybe we have a future musician on our hands.  Here is a small clip of his latest work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=731325d76633a8827ad29e" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=731325d76633a8827ad29e&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com&amp;pid=95425" 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=731325d76633a8827ad29e&amp;skin_id=701&amp;source=emplay&amp;pid=95425" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/731325d76633a8827ad29e/701.gif" style="border:0px;" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;pid=95425&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt3" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make video montages 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/1536082889269599952-1977046866572739217?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1977046866572739217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=1977046866572739217' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/1977046866572739217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/1977046866572739217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/10/future-rock-star.html' title='Future Rock Star'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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-1536082889269599952.post-8327498633486655290</id><published>2008-09-25T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T13:40:06.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Kern County Fair 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jaxon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was joined by a large group of people including Papa, Nana, Marshall, Melanie, Richard, Carter, Aunt Janice and Payton when we made a trip to the fair this year. He had a great time. He got to ride in a helicopter, ride a pony, see tons of animals, and thanks to Mel he got introduced to cotton candy. All in all it was a great time and he is looking forward to next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SPuZMKnb_JI/AAAAAAAAALA/PiZ-kD-g8vw/s1600-h/IMG_0853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258965424172432530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SPuZMKnb_JI/AAAAAAAAALA/PiZ-kD-g8vw/s320/IMG_0853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Riding around in the Bob with Payton. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SPuZMtuggSI/AAAAAAAAALI/r_Mp_h0QDeE/s1600-h/IMG_0872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258965433597329698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SPuZMtuggSI/AAAAAAAAALI/r_Mp_h0QDeE/s320/IMG_0872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nana had connections so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jax&lt;/span&gt; got to even get inside the pen with the pigs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SPuZNQPtliI/AAAAAAAAALQ/6Yaw_L29N7Y/s1600-h/IMG_0885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258965442863404578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SPuZNQPtliI/AAAAAAAAALQ/6Yaw_L29N7Y/s320/IMG_0885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Giddy up cowboy! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jaxon&lt;/span&gt; loved riding the pony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SPuZNuIBmcI/AAAAAAAAALY/EDK1udilpUY/s1600-h/IMG_0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258965450884225474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SPuZNuIBmcI/AAAAAAAAALY/EDK1udilpUY/s320/IMG_0897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Papa giving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jaxon&lt;/span&gt; a lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SPuZOC0NLhI/AAAAAAAAALg/FedH_l1TGz4/s1600-h/IMG_0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258965456438242834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SPuZOC0NLhI/AAAAAAAAALg/FedH_l1TGz4/s320/IMG_0912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding the helicopter with Payton and Aunt Janice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-8327498633486655290?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8327498633486655290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=8327498633486655290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/8327498633486655290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/8327498633486655290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/10/great-kern-county-fair-2008.html' title='Great Kern County Fair 2008'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SPuZMKnb_JI/AAAAAAAAALA/PiZ-kD-g8vw/s72-c/IMG_0853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-4492478533846874602</id><published>2008-09-24T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:34:34.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging with the Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SPrGe73I1MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/kKx3pt6IbuE/s1600-h/IMG_0820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258733749675807938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SPrGe73I1MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/kKx3pt6IbuE/s320/IMG_0820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SPrGfFJGAbI/AAAAAAAAAK4/jmGBjsy2xfs/s1600-h/IMG_0847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258733752167039410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SPrGfFJGAbI/AAAAAAAAAK4/jmGBjsy2xfs/s320/IMG_0847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaxon and Jaya were so excited that Payton and Ethan came from San Diego to hang out for the week. Jaya and Ethan had there first meeting. It is hard to decide which one is bigger. They both are living large. Jax and Payton just love hanging out together. They play so well. They love to play with the train table, Jax's cars, and of course Joe. He chases them around everywhere. The visit was great but we are a little concerned. Now when you ask Jax if he has a girlfriend, his response is that Payton is his girlfriend. Guess we will have to teach him to say no to cousin loving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-4492478533846874602?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4492478533846874602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=4492478533846874602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/4492478533846874602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/4492478533846874602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/10/hanging-with-cousins.html' title='Hanging with the Cousins'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SPrGe73I1MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/kKx3pt6IbuE/s72-c/IMG_0820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-8002649294048652025</id><published>2008-09-23T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:21:08.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Bike Rider</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SPrDdNSfAII/AAAAAAAAAKo/crCxt06pnj4/s1600-h/IMG_0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258730421459288194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SPrDdNSfAII/AAAAAAAAAKo/crCxt06pnj4/s320/IMG_0811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a while Jaxon has not been able to pedal his tricycle. His feet will reach but for some reason he refuses. This drives Joe nuts. For those of you that know Joe, riding is his life. He has this dream that Jaxon will be riding a bike when he is 3. He was starting to lose hope of that dream since Jax only wanted to be pushed. Well, today that all changed. The boy can pedal now. Maybe that bike we are thinking about getting him for his birthday won't be a waste after all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-8002649294048652025?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8002649294048652025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=8002649294048652025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/8002649294048652025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/8002649294048652025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/10/future-bike-rider.html' title='Future Bike Rider'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SPrDdNSfAII/AAAAAAAAAKo/crCxt06pnj4/s72-c/IMG_0811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-2864709570093823651</id><published>2008-08-31T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T08:51:10.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross Dressing Jax</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SLq9vvoHDeI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qM-jueEQadM/s1600-h/IMG_0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240709744335195618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SLq9vvoHDeI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qM-jueEQadM/s320/IMG_0708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaxon was so excited when Aunt Janice gave birth to Ethan. He really felt that there needed to be more boy cousins. The girls greatly out number the boys. It seems that when he gets together with the girls they just want to dress him up and carry him around. What do ya do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-2864709570093823651?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2864709570093823651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=2864709570093823651' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/2864709570093823651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/2864709570093823651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/cross-dressing-jax.html' title='Cross Dressing Jax'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SLq9vvoHDeI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qM-jueEQadM/s72-c/IMG_0708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-7314817483577924304</id><published>2008-08-31T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T08:46:24.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Possible Future For Jaxon?</title><content type='html'>We were over at the Acosta's house and Jaxon could not get enough of Rock Band. His only disappointment was that it didn't have Wiggles songs. He loved playing with Ensley and Brendon but not so much with his daddy. He went up and told Papa Al that daddy wasn't sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SLq8T8slGFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vbfPG1dwrz0/s1600-h/IMG_0742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240708167295637586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SLq8T8slGFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vbfPG1dwrz0/s320/IMG_0742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SLq8T_QkBUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/8tWnTN-pi-M/s1600-h/IMG_0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240708167983433026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SLq8T_QkBUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/8tWnTN-pi-M/s320/IMG_0750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-7314817483577924304?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7314817483577924304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=7314817483577924304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/7314817483577924304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/7314817483577924304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/possible-future-for-jaxon.html' title='Possible Future For Jaxon?'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SLq8T8slGFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vbfPG1dwrz0/s72-c/IMG_0742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-7452765442449249557</id><published>2008-08-31T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T08:53:28.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Words of Jaxon</title><content type='html'>So once again Joe has taken to teaching Jaxon what Joe considers the finer things in life. I picked Jaxon up from day care on Friday and Camie told me that Jaxon was riding the little bike and when he got off he says, "it's hot, I need a beer." He then turns to his buddy Charlie and says, "Charlie do you need a beer?" Do you think he has seen daddy come home from his rides and drink to many beers? At least he was wanting to share though, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-7452765442449249557?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7452765442449249557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=7452765442449249557' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/7452765442449249557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/7452765442449249557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-words-of-jaxon.html' title='More Words of Jaxon'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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-1536082889269599952.post-2883460562114479960</id><published>2008-08-27T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:55:22.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's a Big One....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SLYDriknVVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/9M6uzhEIEzo/s1600-h/IMG_0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239379263041787218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SLYDriknVVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/9M6uzhEIEzo/s320/IMG_0707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jaya's&lt;/span&gt; 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Month Check Up Stats:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weight: 13 lbs, 1 oz (95&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Length: 24 inches (95&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is doing great. She loves to lay under her activity gym and play. Yesterday she got so excited playing she actually yelled out in delight. She also likes swinging in her swing. While in there she is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mesmerized&lt;/span&gt; by the mobile and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;rain forest&lt;/span&gt; sounds. She will bust a smile once in a while and is starting to coo a little bit. She will roll over onto her side and acts like she wants to go all the way over but is yet to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-2883460562114479960?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2883460562114479960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=2883460562114479960' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/2883460562114479960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/2883460562114479960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/shes-big-one.html' title='She&apos;s a Big One....'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SLYDriknVVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/9M6uzhEIEzo/s72-c/IMG_0707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-7827970743880955815</id><published>2008-08-27T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:26:59.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jax's Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>So I have another funny thing that Jaxon says.  Jaxon still refuses to use a potty.  He will stand there and go poop and then as soon as he is done he says, "get that big turd out and put it in the potty."  He thinks he can just dump it in after the diaper and he is all good.  Crazy kid.  Oh and by the way, we can thank daddy for getting him to call poop turds.  Nice....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-7827970743880955815?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7827970743880955815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=7827970743880955815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/7827970743880955815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/7827970743880955815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/jaxs-words-of-wisdom.html' title='Jax&apos;s Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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-1536082889269599952.post-3349190565861449038</id><published>2008-08-21T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:43:14.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Jaxon Regressing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SLYB9dDYvrI/AAAAAAAAAJY/FYvKLk492AE/s1600-h/IMG_0690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239377371774631602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SLYB9dDYvrI/AAAAAAAAAJY/FYvKLk492AE/s320/IMG_0690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SLYB90C5tjI/AAAAAAAAAJg/b2xqyUMG7zc/s1600-h/IMG_0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239377377946613298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SLYB90C5tjI/AAAAAAAAAJg/b2xqyUMG7zc/s320/IMG_0538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say that when you have a second child the first sometimes will regress and revert to behaviors associated with the younger child. Jaxon has adjusted really well and hasn't seemed to have any issues other than he likes to use Jaya's stuff. He plays in her activity gym, sits in her car seat, wants in the crib with her...but we draw the line at the swing. He keeps asking and doesn't seem to understand that he is entirely to big. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-3349190565861449038?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3349190565861449038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=3349190565861449038' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/3349190565861449038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/3349190565861449038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-jaxon-regressing.html' title='Is Jaxon Regressing?'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SLYB9dDYvrI/AAAAAAAAAJY/FYvKLk492AE/s72-c/IMG_0690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-8161528724988937511</id><published>2008-07-26T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:46:20.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJfd2r2kjmI/AAAAAAAAAJA/15bB-ena-IA/s1600-h/IMG_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230893423768407650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJfd2r2kjmI/AAAAAAAAAJA/15bB-ena-IA/s200/IMG_0632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just had to post this picture of Joe and Jax playing ball, with Joe's objections. Jaxon has this thing were he wears his baseball cap and he makes Joe wear the army helmet. Joe looks pretty funny doing it but as usual he is a great dad who likes to make his son happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-8161528724988937511?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8161528724988937511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=8161528724988937511' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/8161528724988937511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/8161528724988937511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/07/baseball-anyone.html' title='Baseball Anyone?'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJfd2r2kjmI/AAAAAAAAAJA/15bB-ena-IA/s72-c/IMG_0632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-7142173014559221692</id><published>2008-07-24T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:46:21.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaya's 1 Month Check Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJfadms0zgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/asPUNtpLt6M/s1600-h/IMG_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230889694353739266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJfadms0zgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/asPUNtpLt6M/s320/IMG_0631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJfaeK-phFI/AAAAAAAAAI4/REBFsMcy0dU/s1600-h/IMG_0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230889704092173394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJfaeK-phFI/AAAAAAAAAI4/REBFsMcy0dU/s320/IMG_0642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Jaya went and saw doctor Sykes for her one month check up. When Jaxon was her age he didn't gain weight very fast so I have really been giving it to Jaya to make sure she is gaining enough. I think she has proven that she is like her mother and can easily put on the pounds. When we came home from the hospital Jaya weighed in at 7 pounds and 6 ounces. Exactly one month later she was pushing 10 pounds and 14 ounces. I will say that she also grew 3 inches. This puts her in the 90th percentile for both weight and height. To show the comparison to Jaxon, he was only 9 pounds and 10 ounces at his 1 month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-7142173014559221692?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7142173014559221692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=7142173014559221692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/7142173014559221692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/7142173014559221692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/07/jayas-1-month-check-up.html' title='Jaya&apos;s 1 Month Check Up'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJfadms0zgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/asPUNtpLt6M/s72-c/IMG_0631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-7796270193015087880</id><published>2008-07-23T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:46:22.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pismo Beach 2008</title><content type='html'>After Joe and Jax returned home from Twin Lakes we packed up and headed to the beach the next day. What was suppose to be a 7 day trip, turned into an 11 day one. We just couldn't bear to come home. The weather was great and the kids were sleeping fabulously. Jaya started sleeping 6 to 7 hour stretches at night. I think it was the cool, clean air and the soothing sound of the ocean. Jaxon slept just as well. He would sleep into until almost 9:00. We got spoiled. On top of relaxing we had a great time hanging out at the beach, feeding the animals at the Avila Fruit Barn, eating good food, and hanging out with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jaxon feeding the animals at the Avila Fruit Barn. At first he was a little nervous but he warmed up. He didn't even get upset when the goat nibbled on his finger. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJdqsgWUn-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/-ynhjblxx4I/s1600-h/IMG_0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230766805044469730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJdqsgWUn-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/-ynhjblxx4I/s320/IMG_0510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joe and Jaxon playing in the water. Jaxon loved going in the water so long as his daddy was with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJdqs7rb9FI/AAAAAAAAAHw/MpteLDw_zeI/s1600-h/IMG_0536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230766812380787794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJdqs7rb9FI/AAAAAAAAAHw/MpteLDw_zeI/s320/IMG_0536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boy would he get sandy. He loved to roll around in it and everything. I guess when you are that age you don't mind as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJdqtegMnrI/AAAAAAAAAH4/nMhGVhqRhsk/s1600-h/IMG_0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230766821728886450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJdqtegMnrI/AAAAAAAAAH4/nMhGVhqRhsk/s320/IMG_0569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon loved playing the video games with Karsyn at Klondikes. Karsyn is the best Jaxon entertainer. Joe was so excited that she preoccupied him and he got some time off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJdqtZTNJNI/AAAAAAAAAIA/0QvqexiSugE/s1600-h/IMG_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230766820332217554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJdqtZTNJNI/AAAAAAAAAIA/0QvqexiSugE/s320/IMG_0579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon had a great time with Karsyn at the beach. They played in the waves and Karsyn was even kind enough to let Jaxon attempt to bury her in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJfWIQSljwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xL6y9QYImV0/s1600-h/IMG_0600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230884929514344194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJfWIQSljwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xL6y9QYImV0/s320/IMG_0600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJfWI_u2LsI/AAAAAAAAAIY/S5whUOsCEys/s1600-h/IMG_0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230884942249340610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJfWI_u2LsI/AAAAAAAAAIY/S5whUOsCEys/s320/IMG_0592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The nice thing about vacationing with Aunt Nancy is that she is always willing to hold Jaya. When we would go to dinner or anywhere she is the first to volunteer to hold her. She thinks if she makes one little sound that she needs out of the stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJfWJSMXJ0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xLSuPr7VHfw/s1600-h/IMG_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230884947204974402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJfWJSMXJ0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xLSuPr7VHfw/s320/IMG_0582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we would be out and about Jaya spent most of her time in the sling. I thought she looked really uncomfortable but as soon as she got in the sling she would always go to sleep. She must have have liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJfWJu5swEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/YKWnQmxIXMs/s1600-h/IMG_0613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230884954911326274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJfWJu5swEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/YKWnQmxIXMs/s320/IMG_0613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-7796270193015087880?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7796270193015087880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=7796270193015087880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/7796270193015087880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/7796270193015087880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/pismo-beach-2008.html' title='Pismo Beach 2008'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJdqsgWUn-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/-ynhjblxx4I/s72-c/IMG_0510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-5918686264195694788</id><published>2008-07-12T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:46:23.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twin Lakes 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJTZwbYCqRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/bPVxT1LA2Yw/s1600-h/IMG_0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230044493289531666" style="WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="164" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJTZwbYCqRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/bPVxT1LA2Yw/s320/IMG_0496.JPG" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJTZvgKGofI/AAAAAAAAAHI/83a867gD8yw/s1600-h/IMG_0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230044477393379826" style="CURSOR: hand" height="168" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJTZvgKGofI/AAAAAAAAAHI/83a867gD8yw/s320/IMG_0495.JPG" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joe and Jax headed up to Twin Lakes for the annual Sweet family trip camping trip. Unfortunately since Jaya was so young, her and I did not make it this year but look forward to next year. Despite our absence, Joe and Jax had a great time. Jaxon was excited for like 2 weeks before, especially about fishing, riding in a boat (which Joe said he usually fell asleep on) and sleeping in a tent. I sent the camera with Joe but he didn't take to many pictures so I am going to have to get some from Nana Nancy later. What he did take showed mommy how dirty Jaxon always was. It is probably a good thing that Mommy didn't go. I would have went through a million baby wipes. What a waste. All in all they had a great time and Jaxon is loving camping more and more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJYOPLkb8GI/AAAAAAAAAHY/YbxKdWeF1oA/s1600-h/IMG_0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230383671203852386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJYOPLkb8GI/AAAAAAAAAHY/YbxKdWeF1oA/s320/IMG_0488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crusin around with Marshall in his truck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJdmnBEkWfI/AAAAAAAAAHg/cXnXMh0-8Ow/s1600-h/IMG_0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230762312702646770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJdmnBEkWfI/AAAAAAAAAHg/cXnXMh0-8Ow/s320/IMG_0479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scootering with Nana Nancy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-5918686264195694788?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5918686264195694788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=5918686264195694788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/5918686264195694788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/5918686264195694788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/twin-lakes-2008.html' title='Twin Lakes 2008'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SJTZwbYCqRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/bPVxT1LA2Yw/s72-c/IMG_0496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-7827985607895833255</id><published>2008-06-28T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:46:24.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Miss Jaya Elaine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SGa_nGDw-_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/cbMh1YLP1kY/s1600-h/IMG_0365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217067896717507570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SGa_nGDw-_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/cbMh1YLP1kY/s320/IMG_0365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaya Elaine Sweet was born by C-section on June 20th at 2:28pm. She weighed in at 7 pounds and 14 ounces and was 19 inches long. Everything went well and she is a great baby so far. Joe and I don't know if she is really that good or if we just know what we are doing a little better this time. Eihher way we will take it.  Jaxon doesn't seem to mind her. Other than asking where she is and telling me that she cries, he doesn't have much of an interest yet. However though, he does seem to get a little more interested each day.  In my opinion her features look like Jaxons did but her hair, eyes, and skin coloring are much darker.   Joe said all along that she would be more like me.  I think he was right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SGa_ngwn-iI/AAAAAAAAAGo/XLEwD9aedik/s1600-h/IMG_0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217067903884982818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SGa_ngwn-iI/AAAAAAAAAGo/XLEwD9aedik/s320/IMG_0370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy taking care of Jaya in the nursery after her birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SGa_n1oklUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/X56KsVrw_S4/s1600-h/IMG_0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217067909488350530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SGa_n1oklUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/X56KsVrw_S4/s320/IMG_0687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Mommy and Jaya's first photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SGa_ofZH0SI/AAAAAAAAAG4/0gwWo8-odTk/s1600-h/IMG_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217067920697839906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SGa_ofZH0SI/AAAAAAAAAG4/0gwWo8-odTk/s320/IMG_0422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jax checking out his new little sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SGa_oojbWjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/imvc3mGDgIg/s1600-h/IMG_0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217067923156982322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SGa_oojbWjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/imvc3mGDgIg/s320/IMG_0457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cleaned up mug shot after coming home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-7827985607895833255?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7827985607895833255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=7827985607895833255' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/7827985607895833255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/7827985607895833255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/06/introducing-miss-jaya-elaine.html' title='Introducing Miss Jaya Elaine'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SGa_nGDw-_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/cbMh1YLP1kY/s72-c/IMG_0365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-2733229117253974650</id><published>2008-06-19T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:46:24.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To be continued...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SFrex5LCmfI/AAAAAAAAAGE/pPaJYPIGl0Y/s1600-h/IMG_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213724467376855538" style="CURSOR: hand" height="181" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SFrex5LCmfI/AAAAAAAAAGE/pPaJYPIGl0Y/s320/IMG_0351.JPG" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SFreyIkUcXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/uS4pZUd129g/s1600-h/IMG_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213724471509414258" style="WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="200" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SFreyIkUcXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/uS4pZUd129g/s320/IMG_0352.JPG" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SFreykkNnkI/AAAAAAAAAGU/R_-HkawlX9Q/s1600-h/IMG_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213724479025159746" style="WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" height="205" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SFreykkNnkI/AAAAAAAAAGU/R_-HkawlX9Q/s320/IMG_0353.JPG" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaya's room is all complete and now we just need for her to be here. Just wanted to let everyone know that we are scheduled to have a C-section on Friday at 12:30. We will keep you updated and post pictures soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-2733229117253974650?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2733229117253974650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=2733229117253974650' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/2733229117253974650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/2733229117253974650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/06/to-be-continued.html' title='To be continued...'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SFrex5LCmfI/AAAAAAAAAGE/pPaJYPIGl0Y/s72-c/IMG_0351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-6096422365700156597</id><published>2008-06-19T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:46:25.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim Lessons</title><content type='html'>Jaxon finished up 2 weeks worth of swim lessons today. There were a few days when the pool wasn't very warm and he didn't really want to have his lesson, but overall he had a blast. He has acquired a bunch of new skills. He will put his face in the water, eyes and all, and do his bubblers, hold his breath under water, and use his big paddlers and kickers. It is a start and we hope that after lessons next year he will be like a little fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SFrXXEioTMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IPETJ2xkYWs/s1600-h/IMG_0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213716309990722754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SFrXXEioTMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IPETJ2xkYWs/s320/IMG_0348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaxon with Jennifer his awesome swim teacher. He loved that she supplied him daily with suckers. I think that is what kept him going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SFrYMvlWcFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Pn-OAv1dRhQ/s1600-h/IMG_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213717232077926482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SFrYMvlWcFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Pn-OAv1dRhQ/s320/IMG_0346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping to Jennifer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SFravG_oLwI/AAAAAAAAAF8/1RdxaMJgsvE/s1600-h/IMG_0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213720021500964610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SFravG_oLwI/AAAAAAAAAF8/1RdxaMJgsvE/s320/IMG_0347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working on his big paddlers and kickers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-6096422365700156597?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6096422365700156597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=6096422365700156597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/6096422365700156597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/6096422365700156597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/06/swim-lessons.html' title='Swim Lessons'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SFrXXEioTMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IPETJ2xkYWs/s72-c/IMG_0348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-4268698251517881798</id><published>2008-06-17T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:46:25.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangin' with Payton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SFrVAdM5VXI/AAAAAAAAAFc/9Jaki_90jC0/s1600-h/IMG_0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213713722450204018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SFrVAdM5VXI/AAAAAAAAAFc/9Jaki_90jC0/s320/IMG_0331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jaxon's&lt;/span&gt; cousin Payton is in town from San Diego with Aunt Janice for the week. They are here to visit and have a sleep over with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jaxon&lt;/span&gt; when we go to the hospital to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jaya&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jaxon&lt;/span&gt; loves hanging out with Payton and has been so excited to go swimming and hang out outside with her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jaxon&lt;/span&gt; feels like he has to get in every minute since we won't be making our annual trip to San D this summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-4268698251517881798?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4268698251517881798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=4268698251517881798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/4268698251517881798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/4268698251517881798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/06/hangin-with-payton.html' title='Hangin&apos; with Payton'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SFrVAdM5VXI/AAAAAAAAAFc/9Jaki_90jC0/s72-c/IMG_0331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-2161187923462607359</id><published>2008-06-03T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:46:25.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Boy Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SEYXdLeVz-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/g6q1MAtnl20/s1600-h/IMG_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207875809164251106" style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" height="260" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SEYXdLeVz-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/g6q1MAtnl20/s320/IMG_0310.JPG" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SEYXdLeVz_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/y2t73caiijU/s1600-h/cookie+monster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207875809164251122" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="205" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SEYXdLeVz_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/y2t73caiijU/s320/cookie+monster.jpg" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaxon slept in his big boy bed for the first time on May 23rd. That day his Grandma Toni and Aunt Jackie took him to see the Cookie Monster. He decided that night that he wanted to sleep with his Cookie Monster stuffed pillow in his big boy bed. It actually has went much smoother than I thought it would. He seems to understand that he can't get out of his bed without Mommy or Daddy getting him. He has tested it a couple of times, one of which I accidentally whacked him with the door. Oops! It has now been a little over a week and he has grown to love his big boy room. He didn't seem to even miss his old room until Grammie Janice put all of Jaya's bedding in the crib. That day when he walked by his old room he did a double take and asked, "Grammie what happened to my bed?" She explained it was going to be Jaya's room and now when you ask him who's room that is he simply says Jaya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-2161187923462607359?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2161187923462607359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=2161187923462607359' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/2161187923462607359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/2161187923462607359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/06/big-boy-bed.html' title='Big Boy Bed'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SEYXdLeVz-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/g6q1MAtnl20/s72-c/IMG_0310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-7141213249902866008</id><published>2008-05-24T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:46:26.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Safari for Ty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SEYbWreV0BI/AAAAAAAAAFE/o7EcNdGsJe4/s1600-h/IMG_0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207880095541612562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SEYbWreV0BI/AAAAAAAAAFE/o7EcNdGsJe4/s320/IMG_0315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we went to Ty Stovall's Jungle Safari themed 1st birthday party. His mommy is very creative and had all kinds of fun planned for the kids. Jaxon had a blast looking for animals with his binoculars, playing in the ball pit with Gracie and eating cupcakes. It was a great time. Jaxon hopes his next birthday party will be as much fun. Maybe Ty's mommy can plan it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SEYbWLeV0AI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pjuHAp79uFg/s1600-h/IMG_0312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207880086951677954" style="CURSOR: hand" height="272" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SEYbWLeV0AI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pjuHAp79uFg/s320/IMG_0312.JPG" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                    &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SEYbW7eV0CI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6Jy-Q4cL_Qg/s1600-h/IMG_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207880099836579874" style="CURSOR: hand" height="272" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SEYbW7eV0CI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6Jy-Q4cL_Qg/s320/IMG_0319.JPG" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SEYbXLeV0DI/AAAAAAAAAFU/DijCFU0IBts/s1600-h/IMG_0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-7141213249902866008?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7141213249902866008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=7141213249902866008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/7141213249902866008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/7141213249902866008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/05/birthday-safari-for-ty.html' title='Birthday Safari for Ty'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SEYbWreV0BI/AAAAAAAAAFE/o7EcNdGsJe4/s72-c/IMG_0315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-4570556688139120012</id><published>2008-05-17T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:46:26.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Faux Hawk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SC9d2Wz1F2I/AAAAAAAAAEc/6SBrL4QSV8Q/s1600-h/IMG_0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201479283053500258" style="WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px" height="297" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SC9d2Wz1F2I/AAAAAAAAAEc/6SBrL4QSV8Q/s320/IMG_0305.JPG" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SC9d22z1F3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/3n5mQce_AOM/s1600-h/IMG_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201479291643434866" style="CURSOR: hand" height="274" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SC9d22z1F3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/3n5mQce_AOM/s320/IMG_0307.JPG" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaxon and Joe love playing around when he gives him a bath.  After seeing this I realized that daddy was wrong, Jaxon needed a haircut.  He couldn't pull off the sloppy long bed head hair and the faux hawk was a little bit crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-4570556688139120012?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4570556688139120012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=4570556688139120012' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/4570556688139120012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/4570556688139120012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/05/faux-hawk.html' title='The Faux Hawk'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SC9d2Wz1F2I/AAAAAAAAAEc/6SBrL4QSV8Q/s72-c/IMG_0305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-5121816899260503339</id><published>2008-05-17T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:46:26.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot! Hot! Hot!</title><content type='html'>103 degrees on May 17th. What the hell???? The pool is still pretty cold but we decided to give it a go in order to get over the heat. Jaxon loves the pool. He doesn't seem bothered at all by the cold water. I think he is really going to love swim lessons this year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201476285166327618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="271" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SC9bH2z1F0I/AAAAAAAAAEM/O9RGSmxwksk/s320/IMG_0298.JPG" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SC9bHWz1FzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xDsvKuJggYA/s1600-h/IMG_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201476276576393010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="282" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SC9bHWz1FzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xDsvKuJggYA/s320/IMG_0300.JPG" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SC9bIGz1F1I/AAAAAAAAAEU/FMBueaWLBFU/s1600-h/IMG_0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201476289461294930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="201" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SC9bIGz1F1I/AAAAAAAAAEU/FMBueaWLBFU/s320/IMG_0292.JPG" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-5121816899260503339?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5121816899260503339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=5121816899260503339' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/5121816899260503339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/5121816899260503339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/05/hot-hot-hot.html' title='Hot! Hot! Hot!'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SC9bH2z1F0I/AAAAAAAAAEM/O9RGSmxwksk/s72-c/IMG_0298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-6289326882660454057</id><published>2008-05-09T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:46:27.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxon Loves to Clean</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201473317343926050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SC9YbGz1FyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/lj8gKHT_w_4/s320/IMG_0301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For anyone who knows us, Joe and I are not the neatest people. Cleaning is not high on our priority list. I don't what happened but Jaxon is obsessed with cleaning. We kid around and say he spent to much time with Grammie Janice when he was little and picked up her obsessive compulsive disorder. To give you some examples of his OCD in full force he always wants to pick up the dog poop. Half the time Athena hasn't even finished going yet. He loves to have the duster and dust. He even has to have a ladder to reach the high spots just like his Grammie. When you vacuum he has to have his little dirt devil right there with you vacuuming along. I just hope this behavior continues on when he is older. Maybe I will get that live in cleaning service I always dreamed about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-6289326882660454057?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6289326882660454057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=6289326882660454057' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/6289326882660454057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/6289326882660454057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/05/jaxon-loves-to-clean.html' title='Jaxon Loves to Clean'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SC9YbGz1FyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/lj8gKHT_w_4/s72-c/IMG_0301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-1809424158738414456</id><published>2008-05-07T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T21:29:14.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxon's Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>So I am following the example of my friend Julie and am going to start posting some of the funny things Jaxon says. Well, at least they seem funny to us.  This way I can use it as a way for me to remember some of them in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5/3/08 - Jaxon and Joe are camping. Joe is peeing on a tree. Jaxon has to be just like Joe so he wants to pee also or as he would probably say "Jax pee too." Joe takes off his shorts and diapers and gives him his first experience of outdoor peeing. When he fails to go, Jaxon's response is "pee-pee broken". Now whenever he tries and can't go (which is often since he isn't potty trained yet) he informs us that his pee-pee is broken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-1809424158738414456?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1809424158738414456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=1809424158738414456' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/1809424158738414456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/1809424158738414456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/05/jaxons-words-of-wisdom.html' title='Jaxon&apos;s Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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-1536082889269599952.post-639801115379893068</id><published>2008-05-03T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:46:28.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping with Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SB0sUSN6wNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/D8rO4vPfYHE/s1600-h/IMG_0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196358272054640850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SB0sUSN6wNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/D8rO4vPfYHE/s320/IMG_0284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaxon went on his first overnight tent camping trip with Joe. They joined Roger and Jaxon's buddy Carter for a trip to Alder Creek. They enjoyed roasting marshmallows, pretend fishing (no hook so it was just practice casting), chasing grasshoppers and skipping rocks in the creek. I was a little worried about Jaxon sleeping since he has never slept in anything other than his crib, but Joe said that he did great. I think he liked the fact that Joe was so close to him. Especially since he kept saying "Hi Joe!" All in all it was a fun time which Joe looks forward to repeating this summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SB0qvCN6wJI/AAAAAAAAADU/fI3Ncv4cqsg/s1600-h/IMG_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196356532592885906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SB0qvCN6wJI/AAAAAAAAADU/fI3Ncv4cqsg/s320/IMG_0271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanging out with daddy and Carter while they played cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SB0qvSN6wKI/AAAAAAAAADc/0vUco383zrQ/s1600-h/IMG_0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196356536887853218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SB0qvSN6wKI/AAAAAAAAADc/0vUco383zrQ/s320/IMG_0281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing in the creeks is always one of Jaxon's favorite things to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SB0qviN6wLI/AAAAAAAAADk/8_0ob136Wk4/s1600-h/IMG_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196356541182820530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SB0qviN6wLI/AAAAAAAAADk/8_0ob136Wk4/s320/IMG_0288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon and Carter are buddies!  They had a great time camping with the dads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SB0qwCN6wMI/AAAAAAAAADs/oGcXw645Mi4/s1600-h/IMG_0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196356549772755138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/SB0qwCN6wMI/AAAAAAAAADs/oGcXw645Mi4/s320/IMG_0264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rummaging through the bag to see what all mom stuffed in this thing for me.  Did she really think I needed that many clothes for one night?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-639801115379893068?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/639801115379893068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=639801115379893068' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/639801115379893068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/639801115379893068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/05/camping-with-dad.html' title='Camping with Dad'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/SB0sUSN6wNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/D8rO4vPfYHE/s72-c/IMG_0284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-4453793667271908664</id><published>2008-03-30T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T14:47:51.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jax and Hot Wheels</title><content type='html'>Jaxon got a Hot Wheels themed Easter basket this year. He is obsessed with cars which he learned to play with at his Papa David's house. Joe and him love to play with the cars. I am not sure who gets more more excited about the Hot Wheels. Joe gets frustrated though because Jaxon likes to hit the "GO" before Joe has all the cars set up for the chain reaction. I have to remind Joe that technically they are Jaxon's toys. I am attaching a video of them playing. Take notice in the video, Jaxon continuously refers to himself in the third person. It is always, "Jax do it" or "Jax hungry" or "Jax help". He hasn't quite got the hang of pronouns yet. You also see that he is still calling Joe by his first name. We are making some progress though. After calling him Joe if you ask Jaxon what is his name he will say Dada. However though, he then turns around and says Joe again. 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Jaxon managed to bring home about $15 in all the Easter egg hunts. He also scored a bunch of jelly beans which he used to demonstrate his large mouth (he gets it from his mom's family) when he stuck about 8 in it at one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-moSZI3eZI/AAAAAAAAACc/R08lkU-UItk/s1600-h/IMG_0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181857880205654418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-moSZI3eZI/AAAAAAAAACc/R08lkU-UItk/s320/IMG_0223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon with Meagan, Nana, Carter, Taylor, Abbie, Payton and Papa Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-moS5I3eaI/AAAAAAAAACk/tByltirh2cs/s1600-h/IMG_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181857888795589026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-moS5I3eaI/AAAAAAAAACk/tByltirh2cs/s320/IMG_0183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunting eggs with Daddy. He seemed to do much better than he had at the Bakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-moTZI3ebI/AAAAAAAAACs/4jEoSqsJvzA/s1600-h/IMG_0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181857897385523634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-moTZI3ebI/AAAAAAAAACs/4jEoSqsJvzA/s320/IMG_0202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon had tons of fun playing with his cousin Payton. They played play dough and had races with their lawn mower and vacuum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R_AVyZI3eeI/AAAAAAAAADE/CyF_XMUVg-M/s1600-h/IMG_0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R_AVyZI3eeI/AAAAAAAAADE/CyF_XMUVg-M/s320/IMG_0197.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183667126589159906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-1103323336201636648?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1103323336201636648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=1103323336201636648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/1103323336201636648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/1103323336201636648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-moSZI3eZI/AAAAAAAAACc/R08lkU-UItk/s72-c/IMG_0223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-1607066989373384912</id><published>2008-03-20T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:46:29.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Baker's Easter Egg Hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-iBLpI3eTI/AAAAAAAAABs/w_Pm7T5OhGg/s1600-h/IMG_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181533408311343410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-iBLpI3eTI/AAAAAAAAABs/w_Pm7T5OhGg/s320/IMG_0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today we went to the Baker's house for their annual Easter egg hunt. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jaxon&lt;/span&gt; had a great time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hanging&lt;/span&gt; out with Maddie, baby Gracie, Michael, Brandon, Max, Aden, Ty, Marcus, and Maddox who had ran off before the picture was taken. While we were there the kids hunted for tons of eggs. Most of the kids made off with a whole bucket full but not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jaxon&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jaxon&lt;/span&gt; managed to snag a sad six eggs. After picking up his first egg he headed for the rackets on the ground and just wanted to use the rackets to hit the egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-iBMZI3eUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cN6G11RtiUU/s1600-h/IMG_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181533421196245314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-iBMZI3eUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cN6G11RtiUU/s320/IMG_0161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; By the time he actually caught on and started hunting, the pickings were slim and not many were left. Afterwards we talked about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jaxon's&lt;/span&gt; lack of focus and I am happy to say that by the time that actual Easter rolled around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jaxon's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ability&lt;/span&gt; had improved. Everyone better watch out next year, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jax&lt;/span&gt; is going to make up for his poor performance then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-iBNJI3eVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yADGkkfkRiI/s1600-h/IMG_0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181533434081147218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-iBNJI3eVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yADGkkfkRiI/s320/IMG_0169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the hunt everyone enjoyed some great sandwiches and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jaxon's&lt;/span&gt; favorite treat, Capri Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-iBNZI3eWI/AAAAAAAAACE/xklqQI-X2k8/s1600-h/IMG_0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181533438376114530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-iBNZI3eWI/AAAAAAAAACE/xklqQI-X2k8/s320/IMG_0174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day was wrapped up with some playing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jaxon&lt;/span&gt; loved the train table and spent most of his time. All in all it was another great year. We look forward to next Easter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-1607066989373384912?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1607066989373384912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=1607066989373384912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/1607066989373384912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/1607066989373384912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/03/bakers-easter-egg-hunt.html' title='The Baker&apos;s Easter Egg Hunt'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-iBLpI3eTI/AAAAAAAAABs/w_Pm7T5OhGg/s72-c/IMG_0176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-3737211751965291174</id><published>2008-03-10T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:46:29.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl's Weekend Getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-giQ5I3eOI/AAAAAAAAABE/c87n-89v7R8/s1600-h/IMG_0065b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181429044901017826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-giQ5I3eOI/AAAAAAAAABE/c87n-89v7R8/s320/IMG_0065b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls and I headed down south this weekend to get some girls time away. We went and saw the play "Wicked", had some great food and drinks (unfortuantly non-alcholic for Jenny and I), and did tons of shopping the next day. It was great to get away. Joe and Jax bonded. I really don't even think that they missed me that much. Jax and Joe partied it up at Ben's to celebrate the time change. One may be asking why would you want to celebrate the time change, it's a mountain biking thing. Then on Sunday they played at the park which is Jaxon's ultimate favorite. All in all they had a great weekend and survived. I never doubted it though. Joe is the best dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1536082889269599952-3737211751965291174?l=4thesweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3737211751965291174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1536082889269599952&amp;postID=3737211751965291174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/3737211751965291174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1536082889269599952/posts/default/3737211751965291174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4thesweetlife.blogspot.com/2008/03/girls-weekend.html' title='Girl&apos;s Weekend Getaway'/><author><name>The Sweets</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12905953981662906272</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/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-giQ5I3eOI/AAAAAAAAABE/c87n-89v7R8/s72-c/IMG_0065b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1536082889269599952.post-4736652886543645305</id><published>2008-02-20T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:46:29.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a girl!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-gevpI3eNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lZOQqhgx5Po/s1600-h/BABY_13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181425175135484114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_90lwOG1Uea4/R-gevpI3eNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lZOQqhgx5Po/s320/BABY_13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our ultrasound today. We were very excited to hear that it was a girl. The ultrasound tech had a pretty good view but I still worry. I know people who have been told it was a girl and then got a boy. Jaxon doesn't quite get that he is having a little sister yet. He can say Jaya and when you ask him where Jaya is he will point at my stomach. 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