<?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-5370442038485116716</id><updated>2012-02-01T08:46:10.185-08:00</updated><category term='Autism Jenny McCarthy Chelsea Handler'/><title type='text'>Old Talia and CO.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-8949507439786143600</id><published>2012-02-01T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T08:46:10.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VrzkGTD-jFo/TylsHZqJWXI/AAAAAAAABSU/JEWzWj-7eak/s320/tiffany3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704209277443987826" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today my blog is having a moving day, it's &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not that I wasn't in like w/old blog, I just needed to nix the domain name. I could have just changed the web address, but I decided it would be a lot more fun to get creative. And by "creative" I mean waste my time.....and after all isn't fun the best thing to have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;So join me anytime for breakfast, I'll probably be making cocoa puffs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night at the Redman B-ball game my Children Of The Corn or COTC, were their usual charming selves. It was a lot of fun. First of all Kobe was OBSESSED with the man sitting  in front of us. He would not leave him alone. the poor guy was bald on top and Kobe thought it was the most unusual thing ever. He kept rubbing the man's head like the man was Buddha and he was trying to gain good luck. Then he started to poke/tap with his finger at the shiny cranium. He kept looking at his head from every angle. Finally I got so tired of fighting him to leave this poor old man alone, that we switched seats to the front row. Things were much better from this bleacher cause he could run up and down the floor and follow the ball like he loves to do. Plus he likes to look at the crowd and gets super excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;So there I was sitting on the bleacher watching Breylin Blackner and the Reds kick some Panther butt, when Kobe ran off. I thought he would come back, but he didn't. I ran after him and found him heading for the treat shack. When all of the sudden Jaxyn came running up to me but was not wearing a shirt. I thought she was under the bleachers playing with the kids from our ward? I picked her up &amp;amp; said where is your shirt? I was still chasing Kobe. I made it to the hallway and a group of teenagers told me that Jaxy's shirt was on the floor. I guess she was trying to get a drink from the fountain and got water on it. So she took it off and then danced for the crowd of kids laughing at her. meanwhile... I put her down to put her shirt back on her, and she ran off. I looked toward Kobe and he was mid climb onto the treat shack counter. I knew what he wanted and that was sour punch straws, he loves them. Since he had already ate 3pkgs  I figured he was hyper enough for the night and wasn't going to sleep anytime soon . I had to make a choice, chase my shirtless girl, or get Kobe from bombarding the treat shack. I chose Kobe. I had to literally drag him back into the gym through a crowd of people (including the group of teens still laughing at us &amp;amp; probably thinking when I get older my kids are NEVER going to act like that) kicking and screaming. Which is better than if he would have made it inside. Luckily/unluckily Jax ran in front of the whole Cedar crowd and Cheyenna caught her and took her into the bathroom. I followed and finally put a shirt on that girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everybody seen her streaking and was laughing and probably shaking their heads thinking I'm glad I'm not that Lambeth girl or her parents! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All in all it was an eventful night and Cedar won so in your face Pine View!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BTW Breylin played an awesome game last week read&lt;a href="http://www.thespectrum.com/article/20120112/SPORTS/201120327/Blackner-s-bucket-gives-Reds-thrilling-victory-vs-Tigers"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//www.thespectrum.com/article/20120112/SPORTS/201120327/Blackner-s-bucket-gives-Reds-thrilling-victory-vs-Tigers"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; if you like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&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/5370442038485116716-7164716392664786388?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7164716392664786388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=7164716392664786388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/7164716392664786388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/7164716392664786388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/last-wednesday-night.html' title='Last Wednesday Night'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7s8Dvf1ZXOo/TxjVjKOGtsI/AAAAAAAABOM/e2vyyOeOFVU/s72-c/children-of-the-corn-1-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-8923396018356718533</id><published>2012-01-08T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T10:48:11.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extremely Loud/ Touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always love to read books and watch films about autism. The books are true stories written by parents and professionals dealings with the children they love.They are extremely helpful, and give insight into what your child may or may not be feeling/doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These two are fiction and I hope that they don't focus too much on certain misgivings about autism. People with autism are like snowflakes, very similar, but not one is the same as another. That is why it can be so difficult to understand, diagnose, and also treat. I can't wait to see them both, they look great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Movie: starring Tom Hanks, &amp;amp; Sandra Bullock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Fox TV: Starring Keifer Sutherland also Danny Glover who I hope at some point says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; "I'm getting to old for this shit"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.autismkey.com/kiefer-sutherland-touched-by-autism-in-new-series-on-fox/"&gt;http://www.autismkey.com/kiefer-sutherland-touched-by-autism-in-new-series-on-fox/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/34569254?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="398" height="224" frameborder="0" webkitallowfullscreen="" mozallowfullscreen="" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-1310787797044249905?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1310787797044249905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=1310787797044249905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/1310787797044249905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/1310787797044249905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-dance.html' title='Just Dance'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-8614149210105477574</id><published>2011-11-27T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T20:51:47.664-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autism Jenny McCarthy Chelsea Handler'/><title type='text'>Funny Autism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This made me laugh so hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week it is my goal to be fancy everyday, and by "fancy" I mean no sweats and makeup on everyday, also fancy hair of course. My mom got me some cute fancy shirts for my birthday(BTW I turned 31 last week) I told her I probably won't ever wear them cause I have lots of fancy clothes that just hang out in my closet, some still have tags on them. She said I should just wear them around the house then. I thought about it long and hard(hahaha) and decided there is no reason why I cant be fancy while at home doing domestics. So far it has been a lot of fun, and I have found out that I like wearing aprons too(I gotta keep my fancy clothes fancy) I have been wearing my comfys a lil bit too much latey. I tried to put a pair of jeans on that I got last winter and it looked like I painted them on, also I couldn't sit down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My kids have been saying all sorts of funny things lately and one of these days I'm gonna do a post dedicated to their funnies, maybe tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-5328011323866257207?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5328011323866257207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=5328011323866257207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5328011323866257207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5328011323866257207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/fancy-nancy.html' title='Fancy Nancy'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fXnGDme0VKg/TsQWFKFPNJI/AAAAAAAABNo/BID2StDoFnE/s72-c/Fancy%2Bhair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-2891817028940429518</id><published>2011-11-14T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T09:18:28.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voices Of Autism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love reading anything on Autism, and I especially love this blog. It has a lot of guest posts from autistic individuals themselves. I am always amazed at all the hard work and all they have gone through to not only be able to speak, but to write &amp;amp; explain autism and what it's like for the person who is afflicted with it. It is extremely helpful to me as a parent of a non-verbal child to have some insight as to what Kobe may be thinking and to why he does the things he does. Also it helps to know if the behavior needs to be corrected or if it isn't that big of a deal, and to just let him do what comes natural to him. Even if it's not considered "normal" or if it is socially acceptable. I really don't care what those around me think. If they have a problem with it and voice their opinion, I have no problem voicing mine &amp;amp; explaining autism to somebody who may not know that much about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laura Shumaker is a mother of an autistic son and two NT(neurotypical) son's. I read her book "&lt;i&gt;A Regular Guy, Growing Up With Autism&lt;/i&gt;" a few years ago and loved it. I laughed, I cried I hurled. Ok maybe I didn't do the last one, but it is the tag line from &lt;i&gt;Wayne's World&lt;/i&gt;, annnnnd I felt like being 11 years old again...for a sec&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-2891817028940429518?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2891817028940429518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=2891817028940429518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2891817028940429518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2891817028940429518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/voices-of-autism.html' title='Voices Of Autism'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-9161600906088295065</id><published>2011-11-13T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T09:32:38.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving To SLC!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to Salt Lake at the beginning of Oct. &amp;amp; now Maddox wants to move there. He had such a blast! All we did was take Kobe to the doctor, shopping,  the zoo, &amp;amp; ride the metro. He had more fun than when we went to Disneyland. He wouldn't get into the car to leave until I promised him we would move there. So I did what any shitty parent would do, I lied, &amp;amp; I lied a lot. I told him we were moving there, but what he didn't know was that I had my fingers crossed(hahaha, suker!). Eventually he got into the car, but now he will not shut up about moving to SLC. He is so funny &amp;amp; also really spoiled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qmiqa4WoCWc/TsB57Dg1ivI/AAAAAAAABMs/s1FYi7rnRWo/s1600/Kobe.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qmiqa4WoCWc/TsB57Dg1ivI/AAAAAAAABMs/s1FYi7rnRWo/s320/Kobe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674669585949100786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whilst we were at the Gateway Kobe fell in love. Unfortunately it was with an escalator. I had to literally drag him through the hallways away from them in order to get to the fountains. He threw himself on the ground and fought me. While I was on the ground struggling with him, I told Maddox to take he and Kobe's lemonade cups and go walk with Grandma. He took both cups, one in each hand, and walked to my mom &amp;amp; his shorts fell down to his ankles I looked up to see him standing on the sidewalk yelling ahhhhhhhhhhh. He couldn't pull them up cause his hands were already full. I burst out laughing and started to cry cause I was laughing so hard. I was still fighting Kobe he was pulling my hair &amp;amp; kicking me. The passerbys could see me crying and struggling so they offered to help me. I had to tell them thanks, but no thanks I'm just laughing at my pant-less boy over there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CYN7I2oGw4A/TsB56_2ngYI/AAAAAAAABMg/Gwn4RgVWK60/s1600/zoo1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CYN7I2oGw4A/TsB56_2ngYI/AAAAAAAABMg/Gwn4RgVWK60/s320/zoo1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674669584966713730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T3f21k5_HeI/TsB54uxtodI/AAAAAAAABL8/EfMX-K1b74Y/s1600/zoo4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T3f21k5_HeI/TsB54uxtodI/AAAAAAAABL8/EfMX-K1b74Y/s320/zoo4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674669546023002578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was really worried about my girl who wanted to dance on the pole, until she said she was just being a monkey, whew!!! (Ok, I still am worried...hello? Daddy issues?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are now going to SLC instead of Phoenix for Kobe's drug study visits. I am so glad that it's so much closer, but really sad that I no longer have an excuse to go to Phx. even though I still get sad and homesick every time I go there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok so off topic now. I started watching &lt;i&gt;Desperate Housewives&lt;/i&gt; again after taking a year off from T.V. &amp;amp; I cry in every episode. I am so torn up about Tom and Lynette splitting up(I still have no idea as to why). I love them and I hate hearing about couples splitting up even if they are fictional, especially when they have all those kids. Yeah, I'm a little bit nutty &amp;amp; I need to watch last season I guess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-9161600906088295065?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/9161600906088295065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=9161600906088295065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/9161600906088295065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/9161600906088295065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/moving-to-slc.html' title='Moving To SLC!!!'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UqiGJhQPgsQ/TsB67av_S-I/AAAAAAAABNQ/I0B8JOSMcTA/s72-c/Boose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-5035068900988631575</id><published>2011-09-30T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T15:37:59.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Maddox, It's Your Burfday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vt-lHghqLBk/ToZEcVUrvtI/AAAAAAAABL0/ptIVuw1CPKE/s1600/045.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vt-lHghqLBk/ToZEcVUrvtI/AAAAAAAABL0/ptIVuw1CPKE/s320/045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658285235388530386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maddox is 4 years old even though he claims to be 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My top 4 things about him are as follows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;He loves dancing, I swear I have the wrong kid taking lessons it should be him. He loves to watch "Dancing With The Stars"  and loves to copy their moves. It's a bit odd considering he is a 4year old boy, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;whateves&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He loves to sing and play an air guitar. He is such a little ham and is defiantly a middle child to the core trying to get all the attention.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He loves his "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ginkys&lt;/span&gt;" (blankets) he has 3 of them named his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ginkys&lt;/span&gt;, but the main one is his "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gink&lt;/span&gt;" or just "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ginky&lt;/span&gt;" not pluralized. He takes them everywhere like Linus, or Talia since I still have my baby blankets too&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is such a clown, everybody loves Maddox cause he is just a goofball and says the funniest things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My very favorite thing is that he is mine!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I love you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Boose&lt;/span&gt;, Happy Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-5035068900988631575?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5035068900988631575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=5035068900988631575' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5035068900988631575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5035068900988631575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/09/maddox-is-4-years-old-even-though-he.html' title='Go Maddox, It&apos;s Your Burfday!'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vt-lHghqLBk/ToZEcVUrvtI/AAAAAAAABL0/ptIVuw1CPKE/s72-c/045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-8461887095260174128</id><published>2011-09-30T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T15:16:31.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Only Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jz-07Kl4I_A/ToY_ZQmMRFI/AAAAAAAABLE/j1sqOnjLClU/s1600/039.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jz-07Kl4I_A/ToY_ZQmMRFI/AAAAAAAABLE/j1sqOnjLClU/s320/039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658279685022041170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few weeks ago I had a weekend with a only 1 child. It was fun to have some time just to spend with Kobe. I haven't done that in a while. My parents were nice enough and gave me a break, and took him to the mountain to play for the day. He had so so much fun being the only grandchild, none of those pesky sibs buggin on him. He got to do some of his favorite things like ride in a truck and watch the trees, ride a 4 wheeler, and also throw rocks in the lake. I'm pretty sure he would tell you it was the best day ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-8461887095260174128?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8461887095260174128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=8461887095260174128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/8461887095260174128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/8461887095260174128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/09/only-child.html' title='The Only Child'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jz-07Kl4I_A/ToY_ZQmMRFI/AAAAAAAABLE/j1sqOnjLClU/s72-c/039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-706727503384880413</id><published>2011-09-09T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T15:03:03.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened to your....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me stellar moment for the week was the other night when my cousin Brantzen was hanging out with me and the kids. This summer I cut Brantzens hair in a mohawk and told him it looked stupid, like a penis in the back of his head. Maddox must have heard and remembered cause when Brantz was playing with Boose's hair he said to him"Brantzen, what happened to your penis"? We both laughed hysterically for about 10 min. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next evening I was cutting my brothers hair and told him the story and my little girl was in the next room and heard. She of course poked her head in the salon and said "Gavin, what happened to your penis"? laughed and ran off. We tried not to give attention to her hoping that she would soon forget the phrase. Alas that did not happen, she came upstairs and said it to my dad and mom, then started calling my dad a penis. They were very proud of me for unknowingly teaching my 2 1/2 year old to say penis. My mom tried to spin in into peanuts, but my girl is much to smart for that and knew better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next day when her dad called I was telling him what happened, away from the kids though so they wouldn't hear and start in on saying penis again. He laughed and then  we both heard someone say "what happened to your penis"? in a chipmunk voice. I turned around and Jax was standing right behind me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry if my kids teach your kids dirty words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IYvhqE7ktNc/TmqHDkLP3JI/AAAAAAAABKk/aP-gGeVeiNE/s1600/001.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IYvhqE7ktNc/TmqHDkLP3JI/AAAAAAAABKk/aP-gGeVeiNE/s320/001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650477177809919122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; First day of school 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XJWrk5WpeRU/TmqG7AZvnNI/AAAAAAAABKc/tAZ_cYow7Ys/s1600/002.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XJWrk5WpeRU/TmqG7AZvnNI/AAAAAAAABKc/tAZ_cYow7Ys/s320/002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650477030768090322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boose's new pumped up kicks his "greem Chuck Taylors" as he says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Greem is my favorite color" He picked them out himself, and is very proud of them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QpTLzUT3glw/TmqG69d2yZI/AAAAAAAABKU/UQggGjSK1fk/s1600/008.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QpTLzUT3glw/TmqG69d2yZI/AAAAAAAABKU/UQggGjSK1fk/s320/008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650477029980031378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He stood in front of the door and said "freeschool" that is how he says preschool. He also said that "freecess isn't long enough, and the teachers hate me cause they said it's time to come in and I don't want to"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EITV-ZgURnI/TmqG6jPQxBI/AAAAAAAABKM/yMNT_nF35cU/s1600/009.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EITV-ZgURnI/TmqG6jPQxBI/AAAAAAAABKM/yMNT_nF35cU/s320/009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650477022939497490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kobe was a bit camera shy at first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zYs7TlGNru8/TmqG6Z79WLI/AAAAAAAABKE/fs8JbOaYTL4/s1600/011.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zYs7TlGNru8/TmqG6Z79WLI/AAAAAAAABKE/fs8JbOaYTL4/s320/011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650477020442613938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then he chilled out a bit, but still looks like he's thinking, "it's to damn early for me to be up and at em"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eOpoSX5GzN4/TmqG6BKm77I/AAAAAAAABJ8/O8PreRZOjG4/s1600/018.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eOpoSX5GzN4/TmqG6BKm77I/AAAAAAAABJ8/O8PreRZOjG4/s320/018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650477013793173426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jaxy insists on wearing her backpack every time we take Boose to school, and when we pick him up. She undressed herself while we were at walmart because she slobbered on her dress and it was dirty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AO9wqk3tWy0/TmqDiBh_KXI/AAAAAAAABJ0/S6TK5dDEbio/s1600/032.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AO9wqk3tWy0/TmqDiBh_KXI/AAAAAAAABJ0/S6TK5dDEbio/s320/032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650473303039486322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Granny C's 80th birthday bbq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhtF34IOGEU/TmqDhac2c4I/AAAAAAAABJk/8FSo7iMeZPE/s1600/046.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhtF34IOGEU/TmqDhac2c4I/AAAAAAAABJk/8FSo7iMeZPE/s320/046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650473292548961154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kobe with a food douche beard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gaLwdtqGScw/TmqDhSPH6SI/AAAAAAAABJc/eSziYRvcVMo/s1600/048.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gaLwdtqGScw/TmqDhSPH6SI/AAAAAAAABJc/eSziYRvcVMo/s320/048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650473290343901474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I loved Kobe's face in this blurry pic, I don't know why but it makes me laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9bC_BbqmJ4/TmqDhDr99yI/AAAAAAAABJU/GJjhS6dmKLI/s1600/038.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9bC_BbqmJ4/TmqDhDr99yI/AAAAAAAABJU/GJjhS6dmKLI/s320/038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650473286438352674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maddox always has the cheesiest grin just like his mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TdBhgcTg0fM/TmqDhxLWp_I/AAAAAAAABJs/JSUX9I5Ea94/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love watching Jax play "girls"  as she calls it. She is such a girly girl, but a tuff one. Yes those are her big girl panties behind her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to say thanks to everyone for the kind words. I am having a much better week, penis and all!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-706727503384880413?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/706727503384880413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=706727503384880413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/706727503384880413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/706727503384880413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-happened-to-your.html' title='What happened to your....'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IYvhqE7ktNc/TmqHDkLP3JI/AAAAAAAABKk/aP-gGeVeiNE/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-3495460808060993476</id><published>2011-08-26T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T04:36:35.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody Leaves Here Without Singin The Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I'm sad, other times I can't sleep. It's either because one, two, or all three of my kids like to jump on my bed at 3am. I also have problems of my own that keep me awake all night. Tonight I can't sleep because I cant stop crying, cause "I got the blues". I'm sad because of a lot of things that have been building up are starting to surface. I hope my lil cry fest will be therapeutic enough this time. Right now the things that have got be feeling blue are as follows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; people who ask me weird questions and say hurtful things about my parenting. Usually it doesn't bother me, and usually nothing offends me. I really am trying my best. I don't know how to perfect parent a normal kid let alone 2 and an autistic kid. It's a lot of work,  all the time, and I'm doing it alone!(well not alone alone, my parents are awesome help, you too Sally)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have this friend, who was in a very bad marriage and got out. Well, now her kids don't have a dad. She feels incredible guilt because of that. She looks at all the happy families around her and feels bad for her kids cause they will never have that, and they will  never know that kind of love and happiness. They are getting older and are starting to notice and ask questions too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; That story always makes me cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then someone puts stuff like this on craigslist with my real name and phone number. I guess I needed to be taken down a notch in life cause I just have it to easy( I edited some parts)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;Hi Everyone,
Im a 30 year old nympho with needs that need to be met if you know what I mean. I am in to all kinds of things. I like men and woman. I'm a mormon girl gone NAUGHTY!!!
I don't have a job my ex pays for all my crap so I have lots of free time to get sexy with you! My hobbies are blogging, taking boring pictures, and shopping at childrens place. Also, I really enjoy a big**** in my mouth and a woman to eat my****! I enjoy being forced *****, so please force yourself upon me! I also like my hair pulled, but not too hard because I do have extensions my ex pays for!
I live at home with my parents so I need to come to your place or we can meet in an alley way! I am not fat but my hair is kinda frizzy. I am moderately attractive so you wont have to put a bag over my head unless it turns you on! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I didn't know what was going on at first. My phone started blowing up with calls and texts that were really disgusting for 2 days.  So now I have to add being raped by craigslist pervs to my list of worries. Thank you Jed's ex girlfriend, who BTW is not 17 but 33. Why are old people so mean? Luckily for me one of the CLP's (craigslist pervs) is in law enforcement and checks for this kind of stuff. He contacted me and sent me all the e mail interactions he had with her. I filed a police report and they are sending it to Oklahoma as we speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;That story made me cry too.That was completely unwarranted,  I have never even met this person. Jed brought this crazy lady around my kids last month. WTF? I can assure you that shit will never happen again. also my hair is not frizzy!!! Now it's time for me to drink some cranberry juice, take some midol, and try to catch some z's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; P.S. If you can name the movie that the title of this post is from, you win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-3495460808060993476?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3495460808060993476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=3495460808060993476' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/3495460808060993476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/3495460808060993476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/08/nobody-leaves-here-without-singin-blues.html' title='Nobody Leaves Here Without Singin The Blues'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-6114822533175418715</id><published>2011-08-18T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T14:36:23.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stellar Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ii changed my blog name again. Why? Cause it's fun, I like change, and change is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was listening to one of my favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;podcasts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.adamcarolla.com/TPEBlog/"&gt; &lt;i&gt;The Parent Experiment&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and they introduced a new segment to the show called stellar moments in shitty parenting where they ask people their stellar moments. Since I love the word "stellar" and have been racking my brain for years about how to use it more often, and also shitty parenting  is pretty much all this blog is compiled of anyway. I figured it was a good name to "borrow" and by borrow I mean steal. I love that podcast and the irreverent way they discuss parenting and being a mom and junk. It is not for the faint of heart {but neither is my blog} so proceed with caution, but I highly recommend you check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-6114822533175418715?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6114822533175418715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=6114822533175418715' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/6114822533175418715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/6114822533175418715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/08/stellar-moments.html' title='Stellar Moments'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-5978614969643734864</id><published>2011-08-17T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T23:50:55.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down On Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/27845442?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="398" height="224" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kobe Loves this song's guts so much, seriously he has been singing it non stop for the past week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry if you can't understand him very well, but for a non verbal autistic kid I think he kicks ass!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love that he is trying to imitate Curtis{50 Cent} (&lt;a href="http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/01/viva-las-vegas-and-50-cent.html"&gt;to those of you who do not know him personally&lt;/a&gt;) in this you tube &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dwimc4cvUmQ"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love that kid, even if he did pee on my bed yesterday for no apparent reason whatsoever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's already acting like a rock star, what he needs is a nice big piece of humble pie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g6oUZ5Iq7Ds/TjciPzEsi6I/AAAAAAAABHM/Z5jVSv6uJR4/s1600/015.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g6oUZ5Iq7Ds/TjciPzEsi6I/AAAAAAAABHM/Z5jVSv6uJR4/s320/015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636011113480752034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great time at Disneyland &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ate everything in sight(churros &amp;amp; redbull), We prayed that  the kids would behave, and we loved every minute of it. It was all fun until we lost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jaxyn&lt;/span&gt;, she tried to follow me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Boose&lt;/span&gt; to the bathroom. I thought she stayed with my parents at splash &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mtn&lt;/span&gt;. We called security and described her, and they had her THANKFULLY!!!!!! She tried to go into the haunted mansion and the attendant said "where is you mommy" she replied"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;baffroom&lt;/span&gt;" I am so glad that Disneyland is run like a well oiled machine, and tracking her down was really easy. Old man &amp;amp; lady security brought her back safely. She was still holding the giant apple she was snacking on. She acted very non nonchalant about the events that had just transpired, even though she caused Granny Jo Jo a mild heart attack.  I kept my cool though even thou my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;innerds&lt;/span&gt; were having  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;multiple&lt;/span&gt; seizures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a lighter note If you have Autism, and you go to the happiest place on earth. They are EXTREMELY accommodating! Everyone was really wonderful. the longest line we had to wait in was 15 min. Kobe LOVED it, he had such a great time and was very well behaved the entire time we were there. We went on most of the rides the first night, and took it easy the second day. The last day we did California Adventure, not so much fun for the little kiddies, but the Disney Junior show was a hit with my little nerds. I learned that Kobe and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jaxyn&lt;/span&gt; are dare devils and Maddox is a chicken and was scared to ride anything. Being the loving nurturing mother that I am, I said I don't care , you are going now stop crying! He had fun like I knew he would.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to the beach and that was my favorite day. My kids love the ocean as much as I do. I think we are moving there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah, the best news this blog will ever hear is that ALL my children of the corn are now potty trained.!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-3166763921128713262?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3166763921128713262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=3166763921128713262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/3166763921128713262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/3166763921128713262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/08/eat-pray-love-in-disneyland.html' title='Eat pray Love in Disneyland'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IcyiL8cTubo/TjeRHkUeetI/AAAAAAAABI8/v9lH0KomltM/s72-c/212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-1518616321320770570</id><published>2011-07-10T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T20:56:51.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Yo Gabba Gabba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My kids have a slight obsession with "Yo Gabba Gabba"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to admit at first I thought it was a bad drug trip gone weird, but it is one of the T.V. shows my kids love to watch that DOESN'T make me want to rip my ears off my head and shoot the T.V. like so many others do. I'm talking to you Olivia, Dora and Kai Lan! Why do they have to talk so loud, and their sidekicks be so stupid? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kobe Loves episode 1 and we watch it on an hourly basis. He has figured out how to use netflix on his iPad. I usually don't mind unless he watches "South Park" I do not need him repeating phrases from that show.  I want to be the one teaching him filthy language not Cartman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am taking my kids to Disneyland this week (yay) or more accurate I am driving my kids to Disneyland and accompanying them. My brother Jaron AKA Chett is footing the bill. How cool of him right? It's weird, he and I NEVER got along growing up but for some reason unbeknownst to me, he likes my kids. I am really excited to go to the beach. Taking my kiddos to the happiest place on earth doesn't sound like my idea of fun...Well at least the ages they are and the personalities they have. Not one of them will mind me, I have no idea where they could have possibly inherited that trait from. It's a good thing I'm taking my nanny Sally and my Family with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{the above video is one I have been meaning to put up for a while. It has nothing to do with Disneyland, other than the fact that she is spoiled and doesn't deserve to go. However the same could be said about me, and I'm not staying home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; P.S. She really hates that shirt, and does the same thing every time I try to put it on her}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-7734185299510003400?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7734185299510003400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=7734185299510003400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/7734185299510003400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/7734185299510003400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/07/children-of-corn.html' title='Children Of The Corn'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-4874024562237615804</id><published>2011-06-28T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T20:31:36.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playtime for Tal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing much has gone on around these here parts. Jed was in town for a family reunion so the kids were with "him" for a few day(s)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took the opportunity to head south to Vegas with some hottie friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did it all, shopped, chilled by the pool, gambled, danced, limo ride, &amp;amp; saw a show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't take one pic, so that is about all the detail you're gonna get cause what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas....except for herpes, and i'll let ya know ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-4874024562237615804?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4874024562237615804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=4874024562237615804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/4874024562237615804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/4874024562237615804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/06/playtime-for-tal.html' title='Playtime for Tal'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-514875668824226031</id><published>2011-06-17T23:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T00:07:04.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Not} Arrested Development</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last Friday I took my kids to discovery park to play with friends and cousins. I was pushing Jaxyn in the swing near the park entrance  so that I could see if Kobe ran away{in typical Kobe fashion}. I could see the boys running around playing from my view of the park. It was a pretty sweet setup. Well... apparently the park is not enclosed like I thought, &amp;amp; he ran away. From what I can guess he ran through the parking lot of the office buildings and ran across the street and into the swimming factory{aquatic center} He ran into the pool area and took off all of his clothing and got in the pool for an afternoon dip.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meanwhile...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back at the park I was running around frantically looking for my lil guy. I didn't say anything to anyone at first cause I just knew he was around there somewhere. Kids can get lost easily at that park. I found his shoes and knew he was gone. I enlisted Kenzie and her neighbors and also their kids, even strangers that seen us looking helped. We were all searching for him at the school, in cars, inside the office buildings, bathrooms, elevators, everywhere I could think of.. He was nowhere to be found. we collected the other kids put them in my car to watch a movie, and Brianna, Kenzie's lil sis stayed with them while we continued our search. At that point I knew he was not in the vicinity and that we needed to expand our search area. I decided to call the police and report a missing boy. I was on the phone with the dispatch officer who told me that a motherless boy was reported at the aquatic center and could that be him? I knew immediately that it was. He said they sent an officer over there a few minutes prior to my call and to talk to him. I drove across the street and ran in there like a crazy person yelling for my son. The lifeguards said they had him in back. I was walking back to him and seen him through the glass sitting on the table wrapped in a towel eating a popsicle and I lost it. I started bawling like a baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I am so happy that he is safe, and so thankful to everyone that helped look for him at the park. Also to the staff at the aquatic center for looking after him, and not letting him drown. Also to CCPD for NOT arresting me for bad parenting, and child neglect, and for public indecency with the nudity. They were all so kind to me while I was crying in the lifeguard station. I feel so guilty for taking my eyes off him for even a second. I really should know better by now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I learned my lesson...or so I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I forgot to put the lock on my window in the morning and while I was downstairs doing laundry, he escaped out the window. Not before stripping down to his birthday suit however. I didn't notice he wasn't around at first and asked Jax where he was, and she said window, he's a naughty boy. I was confused, then remembered I forgot to put the lock back on. I unlatched our five locks on the front door and turned off the alarm and ran around the hood looking for him. Then I saw a neighbor carrying him back home wrapped in a towel. He was in their garage playing with the door... again. It happens a lot. Luckily we live in quite possibly the safest neighborhood in the world, with the exception of the ugly naked guy who lives behind us, but that is a whole other story all together. He told me man that kid is fast, It took me a while to catch him, and didn't look right for me{and his kids} to be chasing a naked child down the street. I want to also thank my neighbors for being my extra babysitters and im sorry if any of your garage doors break as a result. We have gone through 3 in a year. Send the bill to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I may receive my dream this year of making on the internet arrest page with all the methies of Cedar. I just wanted to do it for a joke though not get arrested for real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a fun weekend y'all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took our annual day trip to Zion for Memorial Day. Maddox thought we said science park when we told him Zion Nat'l park. the whole time he kept telling me he wanted to go to the science park. I'm pretty sure he had swings and slides in mind when I said the word park. Not hiking through Nature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9mr-zd5zuk/TfBJ7sY4EjI/AAAAAAAABHE/H6Xaa9fFl50/s1600/006.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9mr-zd5zuk/TfBJ7sY4EjI/AAAAAAAABHE/H6Xaa9fFl50/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616070025207616050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chey kept falling asleep on me, so I decided to draw a "dude" on her face, and by "dude" I mean penis. {that is what I tell my boys to call it} She woke up though and totally ruined my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hzoUoA5Jq0g/TfBJ7UFvuFI/AAAAAAAABG8/BdZxtYXMkvk/s1600/003.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hzoUoA5Jq0g/TfBJ7UFvuFI/AAAAAAAABG8/BdZxtYXMkvk/s320/003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616070018684926034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My nickname with fat in front of it...I feel famous now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FNZT3gNiCCc/TfBJ65ee6SI/AAAAAAAABG0/HUybdhxMy1o/s1600/012.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FNZT3gNiCCc/TfBJ65ee6SI/AAAAAAAABG0/HUybdhxMy1o/s320/012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616070011540924706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The highlight of the trip for the kids was the bus, which they referred to a the school bus even though it looks nothing like a school bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UUj9Djopkk4/TfBJ6XmOaAI/AAAAAAAABGs/xyGDOEMntiQ/s1600/016.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UUj9Djopkk4/TfBJ6XmOaAI/AAAAAAAABGs/xyGDOEMntiQ/s320/016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616070002446592002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kobe's highlight was throwing rocks into the river. He threw a big one at the end of the Angels Landing walk, and it hit some hiker on the noggin. whoops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NMFGIzrcYZQ/TfBJ5_idcEI/AAAAAAAABGk/XwrcG9CwQ64/s1600/004.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NMFGIzrcYZQ/TfBJ5_idcEI/AAAAAAAABGk/XwrcG9CwQ64/s320/004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616069995988348994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took a weekend break and went to Vegas to visit my cousin Aleisha, and to hang out with Kimi, Kenz &amp;amp; of course Chelsea Handler. The show was really funny, I am in love with Josh Wolf. Not only is he super hot, but he is insanely funny. Heather "longboobs" Mcdonald was really funny too, I love her. Just not as much as Josh... cause she's a chick and I'm  kinda into dudes. I didn't get to see Brad Wollack cause we had a problem with our tickets and we were late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-2996775669243271982?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2996775669243271982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=2996775669243271982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2996775669243271982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2996775669243271982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/06/science-park.html' title='Science Park'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9mr-zd5zuk/TfBJ7sY4EjI/AAAAAAAABHE/H6Xaa9fFl50/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-5056902583279142692</id><published>2011-05-04T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T01:12:58.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter n Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yDvg1bvCaW8/TcJRyBHtBeI/AAAAAAAABGY/h0neQohfl4s/s1600/109.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yDvg1bvCaW8/TcJRyBHtBeI/AAAAAAAABGY/h0neQohfl4s/s320/109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603130806138373602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rc1o07YsieQ/TcJRxlCAcjI/AAAAAAAABGQ/tc4SD3q7bDs/s1600/113.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rc1o07YsieQ/TcJRxlCAcjI/AAAAAAAABGQ/tc4SD3q7bDs/s320/113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603130798598287922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Boose&lt;/span&gt; fell down and got what he called an egghead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &amp;amp; wanted me to immediately  take pics of it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XbSL1VMEWr4/TcJRxUOecMI/AAAAAAAABGI/07I7sBvAxgg/s1600/118.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XbSL1VMEWr4/TcJRxUOecMI/AAAAAAAABGI/07I7sBvAxgg/s320/118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603130794087182530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; Erin's hair for prom and she wanted a Mad Men, look and I was thinking... Joan Harris, since she has the red hair &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;already it was  super easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-idsJwSyQyXY/TcJRxD_JcBI/AAAAAAAABGA/o7ab1FiSsCE/s1600/119.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-idsJwSyQyXY/TcJRxD_JcBI/AAAAAAAABGA/o7ab1FiSsCE/s320/119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603130789727924242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-5056902583279142692?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5056902583279142692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=5056902583279142692' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5056902583279142692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5056902583279142692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/05/easter-n-stuff.html' title='Easter n Stuff'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yDvg1bvCaW8/TcJRyBHtBeI/AAAAAAAABGY/h0neQohfl4s/s72-c/109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-6827796375140443677</id><published>2011-04-29T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T16:42:27.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AK Studio Give Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really really want to win this&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.akstudiodesign.com/blog"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://akstudiodesign.com/blog/"&gt;AK Studio &amp;amp; Design&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;I think that I should, and here is why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;I have not had my kids pics done for 2 years now {pathetic I know}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;We have not had a family pic done in 2 years as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;I need a new family pic that is Douche Bag free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;Divorce makes you poor and pictures are expensive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids have been really sick, soooooo. All we have been doing is watching movies. I got so sick of watching the same ones over and over. I bought Tangled and Megamind to shake thing up a bit. Well those are the only two that they will now watch. Have I ever mentioned how much these kids love to sing and dance. Mostly dance they must get it from me. Anytime there is music playing anywhere they will dance. Even if it's during a movie. We play music throughout the house pretty much all day long and so our house is like a 24/7 dance club. We have some pretty sweet moves too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Usually I get made fun of for my eccentric music collection. My kids love the Ramones now too and Lady GaGa not to mention Weezer, and the Fratellis.  but this song was on megamind and Maddox was singing it for days, so I finally downloaded it for him even though it's not really my cup o tea. He started to play the air guitar, I think cause we told him that it was cool to just play the air guitar when we play guitar hero and there are no instruments for him to play, aaaaaaand we don't want to lose. Phony Chicken will someday be chart toppers in the guitar hero world tour circuit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That being said in a waaaaaay to long of an intro here is Boose playing "crazy traim" on his air guitar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OoB7zfwo_mk/TZiyx0phFmI/AAAAAAAABEU/YUk3P-MJERw/s1600/DSCN0957.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OoB7zfwo_mk/TZiyx0phFmI/AAAAAAAABEU/YUk3P-MJERw/s320/DSCN0957.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591415506396583522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom's uncle made the lil soldier boy to sit on the porch while my brother is in Iraq.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O5Yr1pKhPmY/TZiyxIYvkOI/AAAAAAAABEM/XuUp_gQRSTo/s1600/DSCN0953.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O5Yr1pKhPmY/TZiyxIYvkOI/AAAAAAAABEM/XuUp_gQRSTo/s320/DSCN0953.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591415494515069154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Pretend I didn't just get back from swimming, and that I have makeup on please}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fUjhHqWYJ1s/TZiywkgD6AI/AAAAAAAABEE/mTIZGDrjr9M/s1600/DSCN0956.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fUjhHqWYJ1s/TZiywkgD6AI/AAAAAAAABEE/mTIZGDrjr9M/s320/DSCN0956.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591415484882085890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cs-R4i1bUfc/TZiywHLWuiI/AAAAAAAABD8/cwUKgQwi0Zw/s1600/DSCN0952.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cs-R4i1bUfc/TZiywHLWuiI/AAAAAAAABD8/cwUKgQwi0Zw/s320/DSCN0952.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591415477010610722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kobe LOVED it! He kept jumping for joy like he always does. You should see how ripped this boy is he has the most muscular legs, butt and abs I have ever seen on a 5 year old. He can seriously jump so high. White men may not be able to jump, but white+ 1/8th Indian kids can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you want to see a really great pic of the Empire State Building lit up blue, then check &lt;a href="http://www.jakesnewblog.com/"&gt;Jake's New Blog&lt;/a&gt; + Reagan looks amazing as a redhead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-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/5370442038485116716-6943256529829507622?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6943256529829507622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=6943256529829507622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/6943256529829507622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/6943256529829507622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-blue-our-house.html' title='I Blue our House'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dvg-QDAZ2jI/TZiyyWMveiI/AAAAAAAABEc/tiQdJDQXWnw/s72-c/DSCN0961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-8729092195922382896</id><published>2011-04-01T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T09:51:44.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Light It Up BLUE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;April is Autism awareness month so expect a lot on this topic this month&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will be buying {more}blue light bulbs today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are many advantages to blue lights:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blue is a very calming color, so in Kobe's room the lamp has a blue bulb in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; It really works to calm him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also they use blue lights to get rid of acne so that is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blue is used in hair coloring to neutralize yellow, it also works to whiten teeth and laundry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Plus it's the universal color of boys, and who doesn't love them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PglKW8TzM4Q/TZX4ePHa6cI/AAAAAAAABDs/Q8pb31Kn9ds/s1600/autism-speaks-light-it-up-blue.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PglKW8TzM4Q/TZX4ePHa6cI/AAAAAAAABDs/Q8pb31Kn9ds/s320/autism-speaks-light-it-up-blue.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590647710787758530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(12, 12, 12); font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;On the evenings of April 1 and 2, 2011, prominent buildings across North America and the world — including the Empire State Building in New York City and the CN Tower in Toronto, Canada — will turn their lights blue to raise awareness for autism and to commemorate World Autism Awareness Day on Saturday, April 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(12, 12, 12); font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(12, 12, 12); font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lightitupblue.org/"&gt;We’re aiming to light the world blue&lt;/a&gt; all throughout April — city by city, town by town — by taking action to raise autism awareness in our communities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-8729092195922382896?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8729092195922382896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=8729092195922382896' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/8729092195922382896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/8729092195922382896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/04/light-it-up-blue.html' title='Light It Up BLUE!'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PglKW8TzM4Q/TZX4ePHa6cI/AAAAAAAABDs/Q8pb31Kn9ds/s72-c/autism-speaks-light-it-up-blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-8051544297197964307</id><published>2011-03-31T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T08:52:12.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Supermodel Documentary Hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I was relaxing outside on my Dad's ugly theater chairs, reading &lt;i&gt;Memoirs of Catherine The Great. E&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ating&lt;/span&gt; buttered popcorn jelly belly's, with my feet propped up on the dog food container.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;while my kids were jumping on the trampoline. When they decided I was having more fun than them. So they joined me and we had an impromptu photo shoot, even Nathaniel(my dog) joined in the fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;It's that time of year again. *Springtime*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;the sandals the shorts the tank tops,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;But most of all... The hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;After being a stylist for so many years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I know that this is the time of year for a change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;A time to get out of that winter funk and into something new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I am totally perving on these styles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I want them all, even to be blonde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I will not do it, I have done it many many times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;before and it was not good... at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I can't decide which one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;It's so exciting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4uT3eBGcZQ/TZEiTZ9ACiI/AAAAAAAABB0/R2QJWdWFJ5A/s1600/560_416_diane-kruger-glamour2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4uT3eBGcZQ/TZEiTZ9ACiI/AAAAAAAABB0/R2QJWdWFJ5A/s320/560_416_diane-kruger-glamour2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589286329323096610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;
&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2I7a1E8SegQ/TZEfhTDfJmI/AAAAAAAABBk/0KAwXvyUPf0/s1600/sofia-vergara.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2I7a1E8SegQ/TZEfhTDfJmI/AAAAAAAABBk/0KAwXvyUPf0/s320/sofia-vergara.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589283269454538338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fPekp77ARbY/TZEfhc728KI/AAAAAAAABBc/gFnSSjtxfF8/s1600/sgy-003157.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fPekp77ARbY/TZEfhc728KI/AAAAAAAABBc/gFnSSjtxfF8/s320/sgy-003157.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589283272106897570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7l33p-o2DAo/TZEfgyjmqBI/AAAAAAAABBU/vMMTVqWqWt0/s1600/sandra-bullock-2011-golden-globes-08.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7l33p-o2DAo/TZEfgyjmqBI/AAAAAAAABBU/vMMTVqWqWt0/s320/sandra-bullock-2011-golden-globes-08.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589283260730877970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pBW_Q2xec0E/TZEfgzkYS_I/AAAAAAAABBM/mS7UoTnFXYE/s1600/Scarlett-Johansson-cute-short-hairstyles-2011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pBW_Q2xec0E/TZEfgzkYS_I/AAAAAAAABBM/mS7UoTnFXYE/s320/Scarlett-Johansson-cute-short-hairstyles-2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589283261002566642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QLf2qH-Lmao/TZEfJC1TFwI/AAAAAAAABBE/FQmDGeABzd4/s1600/images%2B%25281%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 194px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QLf2qH-Lmao/TZEfJC1TFwI/AAAAAAAABBE/FQmDGeABzd4/s320/images%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589282852783200002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WmIdZMVsJKw/TZEfInuTM0I/AAAAAAAABA8/bO72h1x-tz0/s1600/images%2B%25282%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WmIdZMVsJKw/TZEfInuTM0I/AAAAAAAABA8/bO72h1x-tz0/s320/images%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589282845506089794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PrjEEh3qaBk/TZEfIhC-2lI/AAAAAAAABA0/ytm0Rjo-c_A/s1600/jessica_biel.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PrjEEh3qaBk/TZEfIhC-2lI/AAAAAAAABA0/ytm0Rjo-c_A/s320/jessica_biel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589282843713788498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9YMWVctc0h4/TZEfIVAwzWI/AAAAAAAABAs/XBklaN8makQ/s1600/Roselyn_Sanchez6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9YMWVctc0h4/TZEfIVAwzWI/AAAAAAAABAs/XBklaN8makQ/s320/Roselyn_Sanchez6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589282840483253602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JMP5tsKK9zE/TZEfIDwiWnI/AAAAAAAABAk/ZURZSLnc0jU/s1600/Scarlett-Johansson-short-hair-new-look-3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JMP5tsKK9zE/TZEfIDwiWnI/AAAAAAAABAk/ZURZSLnc0jU/s320/Scarlett-Johansson-short-hair-new-look-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589282835851795058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6jTIR_Bjbr0/TZEKGusuDkI/AAAAAAAABAc/5nwcYr5bRXk/s1600/blake-lively-hair.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6jTIR_Bjbr0/TZEKGusuDkI/AAAAAAAABAc/5nwcYr5bRXk/s320/blake-lively-hair.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589259723274587714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7WGj_3taUb4/TZEKGIjbW-I/AAAAAAAABAU/POlkfIhGHpk/s1600/Adriana-Lima-Hair-Photos-4d8019a766b3d.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7WGj_3taUb4/TZEKGIjbW-I/AAAAAAAABAU/POlkfIhGHpk/s320/Adriana-Lima-Hair-Photos-4d8019a766b3d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589259713035066338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aj5sV9ZdIXk/TZEKGIwu9_I/AAAAAAAABAM/baw7KzYnVRc/s1600/alba4001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aj5sV9ZdIXk/TZEKGIwu9_I/AAAAAAAABAM/baw7KzYnVRc/s320/alba4001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589259713090877426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tYd64UY6s_k/TZEKEG0RjII/AAAAAAAABAE/s0nvFGMjm4c/s1600/Courteney%2BCox.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tYd64UY6s_k/TZEKEG0RjII/AAAAAAAABAE/s0nvFGMjm4c/s320/Courteney%2BCox.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589259678209117314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jQa-2_7kllA/TZEKD9G8piI/AAAAAAAAA_8/SS_PSUdRvaM/s1600/65303.blake_lively65465.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 173px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jQa-2_7kllA/TZEKD9G8piI/AAAAAAAAA_8/SS_PSUdRvaM/s320/65303.blake_lively65465.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589259675603084834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*I have been saving these pics for a while that is why there so many and different leanth's*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-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/5370442038485116716-2760209921754893263?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2760209921754893263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=2760209921754893263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2760209921754893263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2760209921754893263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/03/merv-perv.html' title='Merv the Perv'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A-4IIHtFtsk/TZEiTeYlf4I/AAAAAAAABB8/lO-OJB2KuCk/s72-c/Diane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-1602968906592858596</id><published>2011-03-28T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T09:26:04.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freezing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made this video a few weeks ago, and I still love it's guts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/21002280?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="398" height="224" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-1602968906592858596?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1602968906592858596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=1602968906592858596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/1602968906592858596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/1602968906592858596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/03/freezing.html' title='Freezing'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-7519057418612057464</id><published>2011-03-13T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T16:36:00.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hair Dryer In A Toaster World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 22px;"&gt;Today I had to explain Autism to the Jr.Primary in our ward. I wasn't sure how I was going to explain it so the kids would understand, so this is what I said. I can't take credit for the analogy. I stole it from another Autism mom's blog. I also took a hair dryer and a toaster as a visual, also I had Kobe there too. The kids seemed to understand a little bit, but I'm not sure how much they really got. They all said hi to Kobe afterwards though and didn't seem so scared of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 22px;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt"&gt;This is Kobe. Kobe has something called Autism. Autism is something that makes his brain work differently than most people’s brains work. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pretend that most of us have brains like toasters, and Kobe has a brain like a hair dryer. Both are very important, they are just different.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; color:black"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Now, there’s nothing WRONG with a hair dryer, right? Hair dryers are great! &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There are some things that hair dryers are really good for. There are some things that a hair dryer can do even BETTER than a toaster. But it is REALLY, REALLY hard to make toast with a hair dryer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.5pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;So, in our pretend world, even though Kobe has a perfectly wonderful hair dryer brain, it’s going to be hard for him, because we toaster-brained people have decided that the most important thing that people do in our world is make toas&lt;/span&gt;t.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; color:black"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kobe could try to make toast with his hair dryer brain, but it is a lot harder to do with a hair dryer, than with our toaster brains. And no matter how hard he works at this,  his toast will always look a little different than out toaster brain toast…. But when us toaster brained people have wet hair, we are going to want Kobe and his hair dryer brain to be around.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt"&gt;There are certain things that Kobe has a problem understanding such as:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt"&gt;-Talking and communicating, He doesn’t talk the same as us. It’s usually hard to understand what he is saying unless you already know.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt"&gt;-Understanding language, He doesn’t understand how to answer or ask a question like we do. He also doesn’t understand when we say “shhh be quiet, or fold your arms and stuff like that”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt"&gt;-Kobe seems like he can’t hear you, but he can. He has feelings just all of us do. He just shows them differently in a “hair dryer brain” kind of way. Sometimes It &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;looks like he isn’t listening or paying attention, when he really is.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt"&gt;-He covers his ears a lot when sounds are too loud.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt"&gt;-When he can’t understand something or explain something, he gets really frustrated and screams and throws a fit.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt"&gt;-He doesn’t understand danger very well, and runs off a lot, and might get lost or hurt. That is why he has to have someone like sister Blackner with him all the time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt"&gt;Kobe is really good at lots of things too&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt"&gt;-He is very good at climbing, and is really strong too&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt"&gt;-He can run a computer and an ipad/ipod better than I can.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He loves to play Angry Birds.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt"&gt;-He is very musical, He can memorize the tune and the words to lots and lots of songs. His favorite is “Jesus wants me for a sunbeam”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt"&gt;-He can run really, really fast.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt"&gt;-He memorizes lines from his favorite T.V shows and movies and says them all the time&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt"&gt;-He also likes to play, and watch movies and be tickled just like us “toaster brains” do.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt"&gt;Kobe is really excited to be a part of this primary, and loves to come every Sunday to sing and learn about Jesus and to feel the spirit with all of you. I hope that you can all welcome him and say “Hi Kobe” when you see him. He might not always say hi back, but he knows you said it. I hope that you can be his friend and he be yours.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-7519057418612057464?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7519057418612057464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=7519057418612057464' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/7519057418612057464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/7519057418612057464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/03/hair-dryer-ina-toaster-world.html' title='A Hair Dryer In A Toaster World'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-3126918559775296479</id><published>2011-02-27T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T09:33:24.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Clone Wars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vyvgA5_r3vw/TWvb411SlQI/AAAAAAAAA_0/SqUGB44AAxU/s1600/J.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vyvgA5_r3vw/TWvb411SlQI/AAAAAAAAA_0/SqUGB44AAxU/s320/J.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578794332998243586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have blogged about my two troublesome boys in the past. I often think to myself that I am not sure what I will do when they get older. They will undoubtedly be much larger and stronger than I, also they will eat non stop and I will have to be the one who makes the food for these starvin marvin's. It's enough to drive one insane just thinking about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However it is more pleasing to think of the boys compared to(dum dum dum) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her name is Jaxyn, although she has many nicknames such as:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miss J, little J, Jax, Jaxy, princess, and princess J &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just to name a few. She is going to turn my hair gray by the time I finish writing this very post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is because she is a clone of moi. I know what kind of child &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was and worse, what kind of teenager I was. Lately she has been exuding these qualities more and more. It is extremely frustrating trying to get her to do anything I ask. Usually she chooses to do the opposite of what I say out of sheer defiance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My parents find great joy in this, having been through this themselves with yours truly. They feel that the payback is well deserved. I feel or felt that I could break the cycle, but it is becoming more and more apparent that this will not happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this little girl more that anything and she is really funny, but I'm not sure I can take it for the rest of my life and stay sane. I don't know how my parents did it. Major snaps to them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;examples of what I am talking about are as follows:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-eating my lipstick and giving me the stink eye as she is doing it when I told her to put it down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-dumping out whatever she has in her cup while again, giving the stink eye after I told her not to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-running away and hiding when I say Jaxyn come here, and laughing hysterically the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is only going to get worse so please wish me luck in this endeavor  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-3126918559775296479?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3126918559775296479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=3126918559775296479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/3126918559775296479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/3126918559775296479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/02/clone-wars.html' title='The Clone Wars'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vyvgA5_r3vw/TWvb411SlQI/AAAAAAAAA_0/SqUGB44AAxU/s72-c/J.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-2767169387865866358</id><published>2011-02-22T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T22:47:30.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish, Princess, Singing, Dancing, Jumping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gen3cbOu0Qs/TWSvXw6-_nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/i7bxXbfmp8Y/s1600/fish2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gen3cbOu0Qs/TWSvXw6-_nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/i7bxXbfmp8Y/s320/fish2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576775061395668594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miss J, my squishy little princess fishy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUZ6rObwTHI/TWSmq4w5jlI/AAAAAAAAA_M/d4KGNNN9I-c/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUZ6rObwTHI/TWSmq4w5jlI/AAAAAAAAA_M/d4KGNNN9I-c/s320/042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576765494313717330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miss J channeling her inner Pippi Longstocking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HoBPDGoQ4tc/TWSmqimuJbI/AAAAAAAAA_E/A9N_ND11MnQ/s320/064.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576765488365446578" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maddox chillin with his new gun from cool Chett&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e_LU8YN-tec/TWShS5UUAwI/AAAAAAAAA-s/2DHnOQ_jDl4/s1600/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e_LU8YN-tec/TWShS5UUAwI/AAAAAAAAA-s/2DHnOQ_jDl4/s320/066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576759584587252482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dancing queen (she's looking at herself in the mirror)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-07EKmV1eBxY/TWShSwqh3EI/AAAAAAAAA-k/8qAHHQAthyI/s1600/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-07EKmV1eBxY/TWShSwqh3EI/AAAAAAAAA-k/8qAHHQAthyI/s320/076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576759582264515650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were making a movie for Cool Chett, and Jax picked up my flip and made her own short film, she forgot to turn it on though. I'll just tell you what she said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; "Hi cool Chett hi, thanks for princess. Hi cool Chett hi mwah(kiss noise) mwah. I love your guts. Hi cool Chett hi cool Chett Hi cool Chett. Cool Chett cool Chett hi hi hi cool Chett hi".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XfhNgK02e58/TWShSAqJXQI/AAAAAAAAA-U/7u2Mcvokhlo/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XfhNgK02e58/TWShSAqJXQI/AAAAAAAAA-U/7u2Mcvokhlo/s320/052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576759569378008322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miss J singing karaoke with her new princess wand. Rocking some serious Maude hair, Thanks for the tuts (toots) HDOF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bIqQK7l-yzg/TWSfwo2OemI/AAAAAAAAA-M/8-lgRbKinEA/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bIqQK7l-yzg/TWSfwo2OemI/AAAAAAAAA-M/8-lgRbKinEA/s320/028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576757896538913378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tayzha and Jax getting their jump on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LAVhGrj3HCA/TWSfvzyPHAI/AAAAAAAAA90/ZJf64OcRhtA/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LAVhGrj3HCA/TWSfvzyPHAI/AAAAAAAAA90/ZJf64OcRhtA/s320/025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576757882295098370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kobe got a new trampoline for his 5th b-day, needless to say he loves it. Look at that happy little face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5cr47LB9mZ0/TWSfvR_H-nI/AAAAAAAAA9s/eKPRVGlIedU/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5cr47LB9mZ0/TWSfvR_H-nI/AAAAAAAAA9s/eKPRVGlIedU/s320/018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576757873222351474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a really fun superbowl/birthday party for Kobe and Kimi, they share a birthday. This is the gals dancing at halftime. Kobe loves that stupid song "The Time" that was the only part he watched. The menfolk watched downstairs and the women and children were upstairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dirty bit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-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/5370442038485116716-2767169387865866358?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2767169387865866358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=2767169387865866358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2767169387865866358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2767169387865866358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/02/fish-princess-singing-dancing-jumping.html' title='Fish, Princess, Singing, Dancing, Jumping'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gen3cbOu0Qs/TWSvXw6-_nI/AAAAAAAAA_U/i7bxXbfmp8Y/s72-c/fish2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-2655876371273393785</id><published>2011-02-12T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T07:14:18.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Kimberlee Marie Hardin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YS481G6esRU/TVftd5teQbI/AAAAAAAAA9k/cRKe3wi8maQ/s1600/K%2526A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YS481G6esRU/TVftd5teQbI/AAAAAAAAA9k/cRKe3wi8maQ/s320/K%2526A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573184161857814962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kimberlee is my cousin (the aforementioned Kenzie's elder sister). She's the one in the middle. Well you know the drill, so Kim... this one's for you!!!(hit it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kimberlee: a Kim in English terminology means "regal hill". In Vietnamese it means "Golden".  I have to agree with the Vietnamese on that one, she is truly golden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kim and I are the same age. Although she likes to tell everyone I'm older (but it's just a technicality) She is a lot more mature than me, always has been , and always will be. She is the mature responsible one out of the bunch.(by bunch I mean Kenzie, Kim and I) She always got to be the lead "Pointer Sister" singer, which I was totally jeal of. She wouldn't play if she had to sing backup, and me and Kenz couldn't be the Pointer Sisters with just us two? Nope, we had to have her. She also got to be the "pretty" monster when dancing to Michael Jackson's Thriller. We had the whole dance memorized at age 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kim is a touch OCD when it comes to well... pretty much anything! I wasn't allowed to play with her toys cause I gave them haircuts frequently, and eyeliner, and sometimes tattoos. Which were apparently frowned upon by Kim.  Every now and then she would let me play with one of her broken Barbie's, you know the ones with no neck. But NEVER EVER EVER the Hart family, Who were kept in their original box and couldn't change their clothes. To say Kim was a little too mature for Kenz and I is a bit of an understatement govna! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She never wanted to get into trouble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; That same mentality carried on into our teenage year. Thank goodness, or who knows where I would be today? Living in a van down by the river, thats where! Kim saved me more times that I can count. She was always there for me when I needed her. Usually it was to copy her answers or something like that, but also as a friend and a sister. We had some really fun times in high school and after. We still are to this day. I love going to Kimi's "neverland ranch" to hang with my kids. she is the best wife and mother, so organized and also fun. I don't know that many people who have that combo.We refer to her as "Monica", you know from Friends. One time we flew to SLC for a Brittany Spears concert(I know, right), and Kim printed out an itinerary for us. Kenz and I were like WTF mate? A schedule? really? That is Kim for ya, always taking care of those around her. That is why I love her so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kim thanks for always being there to keep me out of big troub. and for being my conscience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are the wind beneath my wings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. Kim, please don't kill me, like you said you were going to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-2655876371273393785?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2655876371273393785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=2655876371273393785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2655876371273393785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2655876371273393785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/02/ode-to-kimberlee-marie-hardin.html' title='Ode to Kimberlee Marie Hardin'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YS481G6esRU/TVftd5teQbI/AAAAAAAAA9k/cRKe3wi8maQ/s72-c/K%2526A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-5748556034842135407</id><published>2011-02-04T10:25:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T10:46:05.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TUxIfestAJI/AAAAAAAAA9c/CcT-RT71SjE/s1600/IMAG0221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TUxIfestAJI/AAAAAAAAA9c/CcT-RT71SjE/s320/IMAG0221.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569906544804167826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kobe is 5 years old today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are my top 5 favorite things about him:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is silly,  he loves to giggle and to be tickled in strange places like his head. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He loves music. He is a modern day Mozart. His favorites include (but not limited to) are  The Black Eyed Peas, Pitbull, Alvin and the Chipmunks, Lady Gaga, Taylor Swift&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He loves to read, He has always loved books. I'm not sure if he can read yet or just memorizes books, but he knows all the words in his favs. Mostly dr. Suess.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He loves to eat. Weird things though. He drinks mustard, dips apples and oranges in ranch dressing. Hates carrots as much as I do&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;He brightens up everyone who is around him. So if you are ever feeling blue just call Kobe and he will turn that frown upside down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After reading their post, I was really crying so hard. I felt the strong spirit of her words and it touched my heart, and I felt sorrow and joy for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also felt guilty a little, I have 3 kids, that I so lovingly refer to as the children of the corn, that were not planned and I cried  after finding out about each one. Not because I was upset, but because I wasn't, because I was happy . We had a plan and this definitely deviated away from that one.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;couldn't tell Jed, Not yet anyway. I had to get myself together enough to tell him and watch with pure terror as this info enter his body and mind. Not again he grumbled, ah. stupid pills don't even work. Then the fight broke out, about who was at fault. Not always a happy moment at mi casa, but you get the gist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; Here are two people who can't conceive on their own, and have such a wonderful love story to tell. Meanwhile I am thinking about potty training 3 kids ugh. What an amazing thing your additude is. They have such an amazing one too. Also an amazing little family who will continue to grow and grow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I love our Church and how you can feel the spirit and how it can guide you and also reaffirm when something is right/wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Please helo them any way you can spread the word about good people like them, help them find their next child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-5676604624242752738?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5676604624242752738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=5676604624242752738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5676604624242752738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5676604624242752738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-child-of-god.html' title='I am a Child of God'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-588684550534821341</id><published>2011-02-01T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T15:29:52.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Can Play That Game: an Ode to Mackenzie Jean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TUiC7fScUnI/AAAAAAAAA8g/9vwN5vpq4SY/s1600/xmas%2B2010%2B261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TUiC7fScUnI/AAAAAAAAA8g/9vwN5vpq4SY/s320/xmas%2B2010%2B261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568844897766363762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My BFF/Cousin Kenzie dedicated a post on her&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;a href="http://kodyandkenziesmith.blogspot.com/"&gt;BLOG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to yours truly, so I decided to reciprocate with what I like to refer to as " Ode to Mackenzie Jean" here it goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mackenzie.... I ask, What is a Mackenzie? Well in Latin terms it means "Alpha". If you google the name &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/#hl=en&amp;amp;sugexp=ldymls&amp;amp;xhr=t&amp;amp;q=Mackenzie&amp;amp;cp=5&amp;amp;qe=TWFja2U&amp;amp;qesig=-6gm67mIbVOAMNHWEOGKtg&amp;amp;pkc=AFgZ2tmH-bM-GwHfq5suQbmUQaQIKN_CI7E-g7vwOWHX-R7LxEdt4RAO3eJgwgrvjqnGc5PQiT477ASgyreCqaBHxwS9SUzgMA&amp;amp;pf=p&amp;amp;sclient=psy&amp;amp;aq=0p&amp;amp;aqi=&amp;amp;aql=&amp;amp;oq=Macke&amp;amp;pbx=1&amp;amp;fp=fca90e9507624f80"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mackenzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the 1st site you get is "&lt;a href="http://www.mackenzieltd.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mackenzie Limited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" where you can order some mean scottish smoked salmon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; It is of Irish and Gaelic origin,  the meaning of Mackenzie is "fire-born; son of the wise ruler". The name's development was also influenced by Cainnech, meaning "good-looking"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Boy,  Doni, and Auntie Ju  sure got that name right didn't they.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; she has red hair and is very good looking. Gorgeous, is the more appropriate term.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A former model/dancer turned wife/mother/teacher/decorator/toe stylist, She is and always has been and always will be, my best friend. She goes by many names :Spuds, Red, Zoids, and my personal favorite The little red headed poop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; She is the most genuine, and nicest person you'll ever meet. She always has a kind thing to say about EVERYONE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is an amazing mother, she has gone through so much to get her little one's here, and once they got here she has done whatever she can for them. I am amazed at how she does it. Working full time as a elem. teacher, and having a baby that was born pre maturely who, also has heart problems. She has all this stress going on, and yet she has always been there for me and all my probs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have been through a lot together. We grew up across the street from each other, and I am pretty sure if she has ever been in trouble, it was my idea. We were the strange little girls in the neighborhood. We made dresses out of garbage sacks and called ourselves the" Woodsy Owl Club" and would wear them around cleaning up litter. We also collected rocks, and tried to sell them door to door. We started a "Big Bud Club" it was a club for big buds, like us. We were Co-presidents, and also the founders. We were also the only members too. Nobody else seemed to want to join, and get themselves into the crazy shenanigans that we did. We were like peas and carrots. We even have our own secret language," KYM"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; There are a lot more stories and they get a lot more embarrassing, so I'll just skip ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In high school we worked at Brads together, and carried our antics on to that place. It was really so much fun!  We even got tramp stamped together. I got a butterfly on my foot, and she a crown on hers. She is in process of getting it removed, see I told you any trouble was always my idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somebody once said to me, Kenzie is so perfect, does she even have any flaws? I had to think about it long and hard,(thats what she said) and the only thing I could say was" uh...she can't sing that well". That never stops her from giving it the o'l college try though! she even has her  very own dance she does when singing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We once got in a fight over who got to mop the kitchen floor. She was staying at my house for the summer, and we both wanted to impress my mom. She had the mop, and I the mop'n glo. Neither of us would give in to the other, so I squirted  the mop'n glo on her and ran away. Then I ripped up a pic of her and taped it to my door with a note that said "NO KENZIE'S ALLOWED" She cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I am still so sorry about that Kenz. I love your guts too!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Thank you so much for being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; You are the Peanut Butter to my Jelly and the Cheese to my Macaroni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. enrollment into the Big Bud Club is still open, for anyone wanting to join.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Kim,i if you read this, you could have an Ode to Kimberlee Marie if you would update your blog ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-588684550534821341?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/588684550534821341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=588684550534821341' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/588684550534821341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/588684550534821341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/02/two-can-play-that-game-ode-to-mackenzie.html' title='Two Can Play That Game: an Ode to Mackenzie Jean'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TUiC7fScUnI/AAAAAAAAA8g/9vwN5vpq4SY/s72-c/xmas%2B2010%2B261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-6766359876019984746</id><published>2011-01-31T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T19:39:30.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Her Dance/Autism Blogdate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TUeAaCF1m7I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/y5lEekoY6Kg/s1600/fantastic_mr_fox_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TUeAaCF1m7I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/y5lEekoY6Kg/s320/fantastic_mr_fox_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568560648993217458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finally updated Kobe's Autism Blog. If you wish you can read it by clicking&lt;a href="http://smithautism.blogspot.com/"&gt; HERE&lt;/a&gt;, or on the pic of Kobe to the side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. We just finished watching "Fantastic Mr. Fox" for the 800th time, and my kids love to dance at the end to this song. So I added it to my blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Na Zdorov'ya, Salud, and Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TT0dO8CPtzI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/bieacEqEZL8/s1600/SAM_0755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TT0dO8CPtzI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/bieacEqEZL8/s320/SAM_0755.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565636856970721074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not quite sure what the heck Chey is doing here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TT0dOjQ0DTI/AAAAAAAAA7I/CldOfbsVTec/s1600/SAM_0754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TT0dOjQ0DTI/AAAAAAAAA7I/CldOfbsVTec/s320/SAM_0754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565636850320936242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got to the hotel and valet parked, why would you self park everywhere you go has valet? (hehehe, line from Clueless)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were a group of guys that seen us walking in and yelled it's the Kardashians, and started taking our picture. The door man laughed cause he knew we weren't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After we checked in and were walking to the elevator we were followed by another group of people taking our pic, and videoing us with cell phones. It was very akward, we didn't know what to do, so we just smiled and walked faster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We laughed once in the room, and got ready to go to dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were waiting for our car at the valet and once again we were photographed and asked for an autograph. We laughed and said sorry, but we are not famous.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we came back to the hotel and the same thing happened again at the valet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We finally went to the concert and some people asked us if they could get pics with us, so we said yeah sure and then started talking to them. They felt really stupid, especially when we told them we were from Cedar cause they live in St. George. hahaha. We told them we were 25 year old twins named Kourtni and Kassi. When in Vegas I guess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We put our nerd glasses on after that, and partied like we were at a Weezer concert!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. during the intermission they did a slide show, and showed pics of the band at Zion Nat'l Park in Utah. I threw my hands up and said whoo hoo Zion! and everyone around us laughed cause they knew we were Mormons who didn't drink from Utah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-7340553436122997795?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7340553436122997795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=7340553436122997795' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/7340553436122997795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/7340553436122997795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/01/weezerfauxdashians.html' title='Weezer/Fauxdashians'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TT0dmzMmAnI/AAAAAAAAA7w/kilfPIDPaRc/s72-c/SAM_0762.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-2820015452134390386</id><published>2011-01-18T15:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T15:21:25.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coolness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TTYfwFgCCkI/AAAAAAAAA6w/9GDwhCSooIo/s1600/Pretty%2BAwesome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TTYfwFgCCkI/AAAAAAAAA6w/9GDwhCSooIo/s320/Pretty%2BAwesome.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563669300633537090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is one of the coolest pictures, of one of the coolest dunks, by one of the coolest players, who plays for THE coolest team in the NBA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; P.S. I haven't said cool that much since 1996&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-2820015452134390386?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2820015452134390386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=2820015452134390386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2820015452134390386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2820015452134390386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/01/coolness.html' title='Coolness'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TTYfwFgCCkI/AAAAAAAAA6w/9GDwhCSooIo/s72-c/Pretty%2BAwesome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-3670466446577414333</id><published>2011-01-12T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T15:43:58.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naomi Campbell Jr, &amp; Colonel Mustard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11.1111px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;After watching Reagan's tutorial on &lt;a href="http://www.hdofblog.com/"&gt;Hairdresser On Fire&lt;/a&gt;, for the "Party Bun". I decided it would be very party fun of me to try it out on Jaxyn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;She held still for .5 sec. then wanted to vamanos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I really wish my little girl would let me play hairstylist on her more often. I guess I will just have to get a mannequin head like i'm in school again, or the Barbie one's like I had when I was little Talia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Below is the finished product. She was so happy at first and was being such a good model. Then she went all Naomi Campbell, and threw a fit, and a cell phone. All because she wanted to wear a different color of lipstick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kobe Loves mustard so much. I often find find him on my bed just drinking away. I may have to take him MAA (mustard aholic anonymous) meetings. He makes a such a mess with it too. I have to clean my bedspread and sheets at least 3x a week. FYI: mustard will stain white leather furniture, so be careful if you try this at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-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/5370442038485116716-3670466446577414333?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3670466446577414333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=3670466446577414333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/3670466446577414333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/3670466446577414333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/01/after-watching-reagans-tutorial-on.html' title='Naomi Campbell Jr, &amp; Colonel Mustard'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TS44-NAS_3I/AAAAAAAAA6o/y_y_dgV1MGo/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-3959589453681586603</id><published>2011-01-09T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:11:56.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva Las Vegas and 50 Cent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TSqP-J6_yWI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/rAUMJz5_xug/s1600/lv.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TSqP-J6_yWI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/rAUMJz5_xug/s320/lv.5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560414987920329058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past weekend Sally and I went to Vegas b/c we got tickets for Christmas to see the "Phantom Of the Opera"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Loved it so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to dinner at the Paris and had  amazing French cuisine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While we were walking into the Venetian, I was stopped by a club promoter who asked if I would like to be on the guest list to a new club at the Cosmopolitan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gave him my name and put my +3 down and after dinner we went clubbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were walking around the two floors making the rounds trying to decide where we wanted to end up. We choose the hip hop room. We were cutting a little rug and having a good ol' time. When the dJ stopped the music and introduced Lloyd Banks and Jeremiah. They put on an amazing show. then up pops 50 cent. He was right in front of us, it was so much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fun fact: while we were dancing, the G unit guys walked past us,(before the show) I told Jeremiah that he smelled really good and he said thanks and danced a little w/me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. he really did smell really good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.P.S. Notice Curtis's(that's what he(50) told me to call him) diamond bracelets, would you die?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would love to own them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.P.S.S. He really didn't tell me that, I just like to pretend that we are friends now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-3959589453681586603?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3959589453681586603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=3959589453681586603' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/3959589453681586603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/3959589453681586603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2011/01/viva-las-vegas-and-50-cent.html' title='Viva Las Vegas and 50 Cent'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TSqP-J6_yWI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/rAUMJz5_xug/s72-c/lv.5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-2655171674391210954</id><published>2010-12-30T19:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T00:14:09.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas picture-palooza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR2JIj5HtCI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/VhjwIpgJ6Cc/s1600/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR2JIj5HtCI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/VhjwIpgJ6Cc/s320/119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556748295411840034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11.1111px; "&gt;Kobe wanted to open and close the garage all night, (that is what he is obsessed with right now) He knows he has full access at the Blackner casa. He was not happy when I told him no. Side note: He ran away from the house one day(summer) wearing only his diaper(which was sagging to his knees almost) holding his puzzle board and an ipod. I found him at their house playing with the garage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR2JIaP0JzI/AAAAAAAAA2I/eeviHQynj_A/s1600/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR2JIaP0JzI/AAAAAAAAA2I/eeviHQynj_A/s1600/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR2JIaP0JzI/AAAAAAAAA2I/eeviHQynj_A/s320/104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556748292822673202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brantzen won the drinking hat at the white elephant party. It said "not to be used for alcohol" on the tag, so it's church approved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR2JIJ56uPI/AAAAAAAAA2A/hxkPZTMwrZ0/s1600/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR2JIJ56uPI/AAAAAAAAA2A/hxkPZTMwrZ0/s320/099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556748288435861746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR2JH-mtNVI/AAAAAAAAA14/9TUTzaMOegc/s1600/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR2JH-mtNVI/AAAAAAAAA14/9TUTzaMOegc/s320/069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556748285402494290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My BFF's and cousins Kim, Kenzie , and Erin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1RgG_V4YI/AAAAAAAAA1w/0VL5hpsSh6E/s1600/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1RgG_V4YI/AAAAAAAAA1w/0VL5hpsSh6E/s320/065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556687127319011714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My other BFF's  &amp;amp; sisters Chey and Sally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1Rf3sLroI/AAAAAAAAA1o/m6IbMknYnYM/s1600/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1Rf3sLroI/AAAAAAAAA1o/m6IbMknYnYM/s320/058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556687123212119682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;McKoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1Rfn5St9I/AAAAAAAAA1g/Grpajd6como/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1Rfn5St9I/AAAAAAAAA1g/Grpajd6como/s320/049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556687118972139474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mataya, She LOVED santa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1RfW1t8II/AAAAAAAAA1Y/i4tGwhBAxjM/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1RfW1t8II/AAAAAAAAA1Y/i4tGwhBAxjM/s320/029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556687114393743490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taylor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1Re5ncuBI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/8X_AktJkjSM/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1Re5ncuBI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/8X_AktJkjSM/s320/035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556687106549266450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love kobe looking around the back like he's up to something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1P8Np_-YI/AAAAAAAAA1I/an-nA5fBkwo/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1P8Np_-YI/AAAAAAAAA1I/an-nA5fBkwo/s320/045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556685411121625474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa Bud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1P7yRMPMI/AAAAAAAAA1A/w6yysJ3SgdM/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1P7yRMPMI/AAAAAAAAA1A/w6yysJ3SgdM/s320/039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556685403769814210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jax just wanted her candy, then she was through with Santa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1P7oMDHfI/AAAAAAAAA04/Rpj01UiOCtk/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1P7oMDHfI/AAAAAAAAA04/Rpj01UiOCtk/s320/030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556685401063890418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kobe loved Santa, he kept circling him and dancing. He knows how to get the good presents for Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1P7UsEO6I/AAAAAAAAA0w/5rIr7LSXnvk/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1P7UsEO6I/AAAAAAAAA0w/5rIr7LSXnvk/s320/034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556685395829472162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maddox telling Santa he wants a roller coaster for Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1P7NpR-lI/AAAAAAAAA0o/gvKzH7VcgDQ/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TR1P7NpR-lI/AAAAAAAAA0o/gvKzH7VcgDQ/s320/062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556685393938741842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my best friend, Tayzha. She used to call me "best friend" when she was little. She also didn't eat on Mondays unless we went to Burger King.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is My l'il angle's 2nd birthday, I cant believe that she is 2 already. It's not just cliche, time really goes by so fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I brought her home on Christmas day 2 years ago, she is the best present I have ever received, or will ever receive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;She is definitely a 2 year old now. She has a major tude and is extremely independent.  I am dreading the teenage years. I want her to stay a baby forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Her favorites include (but not limited to) are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Saying "My" before everything she says example: "my Charlie Brown" etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lipstick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mascara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Puppies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tutu's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Cowboy Boots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Toy Story 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Her" boopa" (bottle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Her Ginky's (blankets)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Beebee's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Monkeys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Charlie  Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And of course her mommy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;She is such a special girl and has a great relationship with her brothers Kobe, and Maddox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; They are besties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I feel bad that her b-day meshes in with Christmas, she gets gypt for presents, but she gets whatever she wants all year long. It evens out I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Happy Birthday Miss J!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-5975956473716763271?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5975956473716763271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=5975956473716763271' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5975956473716763271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5975956473716763271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-2nd-birthday-jaxyn.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday Jaxyn'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TROEIIxPEiI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Rt_iS_iBL0Q/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-1539987666727213688</id><published>2010-12-08T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T15:55:07.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why So Serious?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TQAU2EQ8DcI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/V5DRBgwSoBM/s1600/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TQAU2EQ8DcI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/V5DRBgwSoBM/s320/064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548457660010728898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TQAU1nCbH8I/AAAAAAAAAzI/cbI_ilWRXQM/s1600/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TQAU1nCbH8I/AAAAAAAAAzI/cbI_ilWRXQM/s320/068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548457652165222338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jaxy's 1st timeout &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jaxyn is in LOVE with lipstick, so much so that it looks like she made out with it. She was so proud of herself and her makeup artistry, also she looks just like Heath Ledger as The Joker, dont you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-1539987666727213688?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1539987666727213688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=1539987666727213688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/1539987666727213688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/1539987666727213688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-so-serious.html' title='Why So Serious?'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TQAU2EQ8DcI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/V5DRBgwSoBM/s72-c/064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-9085616758006079275</id><published>2010-11-16T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T09:31:43.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Moved back to Cedar City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TOK_m75NvXI/AAAAAAAAAyo/WpxXw_3QDZM/s1600/IMAG0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TOK_m75NvXI/AAAAAAAAAyo/WpxXw_3QDZM/s320/IMAG0343.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540201167252733298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sally and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TOK_mhKI1AI/AAAAAAAAAyg/TaK3CBk_WEI/s1600/SAM_0577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TOK_mhKI1AI/AAAAAAAAAyg/TaK3CBk_WEI/s320/SAM_0577.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540201160075957250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chey and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have officially moved back to Cedar City! I wish the circumstances were different ,but they are what they are. It's just me and the kids. Jed decided that he didn't want me and the kids to move to Tulsa after all. I'm not sure what is wrong with him, but he doesn't want to be a part of our family anymore. It is really heartbreaking for me to go through this. I am so blessed to have such a wonderful family to help me. My in-laws have been really great too! I really couldn't have done this without the help from my lil sister Chey, and sister in law Sally. They have been my P.A.'s,  nanny, and cleaning lady when I just can't do any of it. They are my two best friends and I want them to know how much I appreciate all the help they give me. I know it hasn't been easy either(I am EXTREMELY  moody lately to say the least) I love you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am also blessed to be part of such a wonderful church that has been guiding me and helping me through this. I am really grateful to know the truth of the gospel, it has been such a comfort for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been going to the gym a lot too, I am really loving it. I never knew how therapeutic it can be. I love my kids more than anything, but I also love my hr at the gym. I have also been going to a Zumba class every thursday at On Stage dance studio. Not only is it really great exercise, but it is really fun. I love to dance and this is a great way to do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my family so much, and want to thank them for all the love, help, and support they give me. I appreciate the fact that they would do anything for me(including,but not limited to blunt force trauma to Jed) I wouldn't even have to ask, but I won't do that cause i'm a classy like that. I am tempted though J/K, but really I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-9085616758006079275?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/9085616758006079275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=9085616758006079275' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/9085616758006079275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/9085616758006079275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-moved-back-to-cedar-city.html' title='I Moved back to Cedar City'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TOK_m75NvXI/AAAAAAAAAyo/WpxXw_3QDZM/s72-c/IMAG0343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-6084421197896937341</id><published>2010-10-24T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T23:04:20.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Carved Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TMUb9PTZSuI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Fgq21xOuMvU/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TMUb9PTZSuI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Fgq21xOuMvU/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531858456188373730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TMUbZmU8upI/AAAAAAAAAxg/hH-mpEv-sLo/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TMUbZmU8upI/AAAAAAAAAxg/hH-mpEv-sLo/s320/014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531857843893615250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chey&lt;/span&gt; and Sally carved pumpkins for my kids. We let them choose what face they wanted. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jax&lt;/span&gt; chose the smiley guy, Kobe likes Mickey, and Maddox likes pirates, and I didn't care so mine is a puking one. We put them on the front porch and decided that the neighborhood hoodlums might smash them, so we moved them to the back porch. The next day the wind blew Mr. Pirate over and killed him. I guess I should not have put them on the railing, but I didn't want the dog eating them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-6084421197896937341?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6084421197896937341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=6084421197896937341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/6084421197896937341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/6084421197896937341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-carved-pumpkins.html' title='We Carved Pumpkins'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TMUb9PTZSuI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Fgq21xOuMvU/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-2054690996882780290</id><published>2010-10-20T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T16:48:20.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy (Early) Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TL9-beIL55I/AAAAAAAAAxY/6lQCAlZ1a6Y/s1600/Ztal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TL9-beIL55I/AAAAAAAAAxY/6lQCAlZ1a6Y/s320/Ztal.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530277877843224466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TL9-SROqI8I/AAAAAAAAAww/pRLvf72A2hg/s1600/zombie%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TL9-SROqI8I/AAAAAAAAAww/pRLvf72A2hg/s320/zombie%27s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530277719761888194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made these last year and so I had to d a new one of me and Chey this year too. I had fun and it was so easy. I love to play around with random pics and pretend that I know what i'm doing. I don't have photoshop on Natasha yet. My disc in somewhere in a storage facility in Tulsa, so in the meantime I use &lt;a href="http://www.picnik.com"&gt;Picnik&lt;/a&gt;, I love it. It doesn't do all the stuff photoshop does, but its a lot easier and cheaper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-2054690996882780290?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2054690996882780290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=2054690996882780290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2054690996882780290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2054690996882780290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-early-halloween.html' title='Happy (Early) Halloween'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TL9-beIL55I/AAAAAAAAAxY/6lQCAlZ1a6Y/s72-c/Ztal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-8909378499430020404</id><published>2010-10-07T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T15:24:17.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Natasha The Grape</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TK5HyE3MPEI/AAAAAAAAAwc/fYUyyaq1vcs/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TK5HyE3MPEI/AAAAAAAAAwc/fYUyyaq1vcs/s320/015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525432718454438978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been forever since I have blogged. I have been without a computer to call my own for quite some time now. I finally got a new one today and so far we have been great friends. Her Name is Natasha and she is purple, so I call her Natasha the grape. Now I can finally stop being such a slacker blogger. My camera is still being a hateful B!@#$, but hopefully that wont stop me. Notice the weird lines in the pictures ugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pics from our urban camp out, aka we set up a tent in the backyard. I didn't sleep outside cause well I hate sleeping on the ground if I can help it, and well I could. Sally and my boys braved it though. Kobe didn't last long, it was just to much fun for a little guy like himself and he had to come inside. He wouldn't stop stimming and running in circles around the tent and screaming. This was at like midnight too. I was afraid we would wake up ugly naked guy, who lives behind my parents. We didn't want him creeping around in his nakedness, he's such a creeper. Anyway, Maddox didn't last much longer than that. He decided he wanted his dad, and Jed was in Phoenix, so he said he just had to go in his big boy bed to sleep. Sally was to scared to sleep outside alone so just some blankets and the tent slept out. Word on the street is that they had a lot of  fun without us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-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/5370442038485116716-8909378499430020404?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8909378499430020404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=8909378499430020404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/8909378499430020404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/8909378499430020404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2010/10/natasha-grape.html' title='Natasha The Grape'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TK5HyE3MPEI/AAAAAAAAAwc/fYUyyaq1vcs/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-1938169063001089260</id><published>2010-08-22T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T15:29:09.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Infinity and Beyond</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last weekend we went to Phoenix for one of Kobe's drug study checkups. While we were there we had to ride the mall train, which cost me $15 for the 4 of us, what a rip off&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/THFzVHXkhmI/AAAAAAAAAvk/ikZe1vNuIoc/s1600/SAM_0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/THFzVHXkhmI/AAAAAAAAAvk/ikZe1vNuIoc/s320/SAM_0415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508310625843185250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was totally worth it to see those smiles
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/THFxlvRr1sI/AAAAAAAAAvM/XmUOumwGLGs/s1600/SAM_0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/THFxlvRr1sI/AAAAAAAAAvM/XmUOumwGLGs/s320/SAM_0414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508308712410568386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Plus it was nap time and they HATE the mall.
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Kobe always chooses the coolest clothes. Maddox and Jax are such copycats too. Now my cousin's little boy Mckoy wants to just wear a shirt and no pants like Kobe does. My kids are such trendsetters. Just wait, soon you will see this look on the Paris runways.
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To infinity and beyond! That is Boose's new catchphrase. He is constantly jumping off things pretending to fly, or "fall with style" if you will.
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 Kobe has been doing really great since he started the drug, we are in the phase that we know he has the drug, and it's WORKING! I am so excited he is like a whole new boy. Everyone has been commenting on how aware he has been the last few weeks. I can see a decline when I forget to give him a dose. I am bummed because when we move to Tulsa we have to end the trial, fortunately we can stay on it while we are in Utah.
Maddox has been so funny, he is such a silly kid. He is also a major spoiled brat, and we think a bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OCD&lt;/span&gt;. He definitely has a bad case of middle child syndrome.He demands attention from all who come in contact with him.
&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jaxyn&lt;/span&gt; is such a girl, She wants to wear makeup, and carry a purse and wear nail polish. In fact she has made a mess several times with all of the above. the worst was nail polish, but she didn't do it alone.We are going to owe my parents a new couch, bed, carpet, and linens by the time we leave. At this rate we really can't afford to stay here much longer.
I am mad at myself for not blogging more this summer. We have been having a lot of fun and I have lots of funny crazy stories, but I didn't write them down as they happened and now they might be gone forever. Lost in my mind. I really need to update more often.
 I have no pics, cause Cami (my camera) and I aren't speaking right now. I hate her guts! I think that is why I haven't wanted to blog, it's so dull with not pics.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TBGJicNCV_I/AAAAAAAAAu0/BZ9wFvymKqo/s1600/SDC10527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TBGJicNCV_I/AAAAAAAAAu0/BZ9wFvymKqo/s320/SDC10527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481313446266034162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kobe thinks that we are European with his swimwear
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TBGGrxVznqI/AAAAAAAAAuc/J7tvwpttEhM/s1600/SDC10521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TBGGrxVznqI/AAAAAAAAAuc/J7tvwpttEhM/s320/SDC10521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481310308023901858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to go into the tunnel at peter piper pizza to get Maddox. so gross.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TA7oFTk_WzI/AAAAAAAAAuE/L9oMEafVXgQ/s1600/SDC10471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/TA7oFTk_WzI/AAAAAAAAAuE/L9oMEafVXgQ/s320/SDC10471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480572974408882994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love this pic of Kobe. He can't seen to keep his eyes open when there is a flash.
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While I only have 2 kids I decided to do some fun things that are just to hard with 3. We had a redneck water slide party, and Went to Peter Piper Pizza. The boys had a lot of fun, I can tell Maddox misses Jaxyn though. Today at ST Kobe pulled Maddy's hair, Me and the therapist were so excited. Any other kid would get in trouble, but Kobe noticed Maddox so we were so happy. He usually doesn't interact with him so it was a huge step.
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Cool"Gavin and Sally
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying to get the boys to both look at the camera at the same time
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maddox kissing the  weeping rock all better he kept saying it's ok rock it's ok don't cry.
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"look mom a giant" that is what Maddox calls tractors and semi trucks. He was really scared of it and wanted down
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The whole fam. Minus Brent who is taking the pic and cheyenna who is on her Sr. trip to Mexico.
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 Jaxyn thinks that Mataya is her baby doll. She LOVES her!
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Summer is finally here and on the last day of Kobe's school we went to Cedar to see my lil sis graduate from high school. It was also my lil bro's  2 week leave. He is in the army and is leaving for Iraq in July (bet you can't guess which one he is). We also went to Zion Nat'l Park for Memorial day, we had a lot of fun and exhausted ourselves. We are back in Phoenix, but left Jaxy at my parents house so I can TRY to potty train my boys. I MISS her so MUCH! I wasn't planning on going back till the 4th of July weekend. However, I can't wait that long to see my girl. I always get a little bummed when I leave, I miss my family and Cedar so much when I'm not there.
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="h1"&gt; I have been asked not to bring my children back to some pediatrician's offices, and treated very badly because of my decision. The nurses mainly are the mean ones. Especially when I ask if a certain ingredient is in it they look confused like I am speaking another language. Um aren't they supposed to know what is in the needle that they are poking into my baby and injecting into their bodies. I wish that the medical community was better educated about these topics. Luckily there are Doctors that aren't afraid to admit that they don't know all, that they don't know for sure the ramifications of these vaccines, and are willing to let the parent decide. They also educate themselves as much as possible in all areas not just pro or anti vaccine. I am grateful for these doctors and nurses that go above the required criteria to practice medicine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="h1"&gt;P.S. I am not anti vaccine,  I just think that it is not a one size fits all kind of thing, and there needs to be a better understanding of what certain babies can and can't handle. I also understand that for most people the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, however I am not one of those people. I just wish I knew before what could possibly  go wrong. I wish I was better educated as a parent and not given just one sided information.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="h1"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ab;"&gt;&lt;span class="h1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tacanow.org/enewsletters_archive/2010/images/callous-disregard.jpg" alt="" width="200" align="right" border="0" height="301" hspace="5" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dr. Wakefield’s silence regarding his research and General Medical Council trial is finally over. &lt;em&gt;Callous Disregard,&lt;/em&gt; written by Dr. Wakefield, details the trials and tribulations he has endured over the past two decades due to his ground-breaking research into autism, bowel disease and vaccination.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;last night I was watching chelsea lately, I love her vodka soaked guts. The guest was Busy Phillips from Cougar Town. I was dumbfounded when she was claiming that her baby looks like Justin Beiber, not only that, she said her and her husband were watching SNL a few weeks ago and they thought that their baby looks like him. Uh... I said that first. like on Apr. 19th to be exact, so you are a few weeks late missy.  Then Busy went on to say that she gained 80 lbs during her pregnancy. what ? What? how did she know that? She must be some sort of wizard. I never said how much weight I gained with my pregnancies, but somehow she knew, and stole that one too. creepy, So everyone beware the celebrities are reading our blogs and using the stories as their own to use on talk shows. I don't care that she is using my life as hers, but at least compensate me or credit me. For anyone who doesn't believe me&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wkQcyGbXWgI"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wkQcyGbXWgI"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blog-this.g?n=Chelsea%20Lately%3A%20Busy%20Philipps&amp;amp;source=youtube&amp;amp;b=%3Cobject%20width%3D%22480%22%20height%3D%22295%22%3E%3Cparam%20name%3D%22movie%22%20value%3D%22http%3A//www.youtube.com/v/wkQcyGbXWgI%26hl%3Den_US%26fs%3D1%22%3E%3C/param%3E%3Cparam%20name%3D%22allowFullScreen%22%20value%3D%22true%22%3E%3C/param%3E%3Cparam%20name%3D%22allowscriptaccess%22%20value%3D%22always%22%3E%3C/param%3E%3Cembed%20src%3D%22http%3A//www.youtube.com/v/wkQcyGbXWgI%26hl%3Den_US%26fs%3D1%22%20type%3D%22application/x-shockwave-flash%22%20width%3D%22480%22%20height%3D%22295%22%20allowscriptaccess%3D%22always%22%20allowfullscreen%3D%22true%22%3E%3C/embed%3E%3C/object%3E&amp;amp;eurl=http%3A//i4.ytimg.com/vi/wkQcyGbXWgI/hqdefault.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;is proof, Enjoy!  P.S. I want to hate her for stealing my life , but I think she is really cute and fun, maybe that's cause she's pretending to be me. until I meet her I guess I'll never know.

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Yeah he has been old enough since January, but we have been inactive. He has a cute young couple as his teachers. I think the girl looks like Jed's BFF's wife Emily Langston, she could easily be her twin. Jed doesn't agree, but he is stupid. Kobe stole a sucker from the birthday bucket right when we walked in. I didn't even see him do it. He is just like Linus from Oceans 11, so watch your valuables and non valuables around him. He sat on "Emily's" lap(I really can't remember her real 1st name cause I just kept thinking she should be named Emily) during singing time and they had to put a chair in front of the door and sit in it during class time. Other than that he was perfect they said. I am so happy. I have been so worried about him being in primary. I have not wanted to go to church at all. I already have to chase Jax around the halls. It would be really hard to also chase Kobe too. He is really fast. Jed and I take turns during Sacrament. After the hr is up we are both dripping in sweat. Also Jax turns 18mo. in 2 mo. I cant wait. I haven't been to Sunday school or relief society in a VERY long time. Not just cause my last calling was in primary either. P.S If you have HBO you should be watching The Pacific. It is so good/sad. If you don't no worries you can watch it when it comes out on DVD. I'm watching it as I write this post so that explains the randomness. Peace out suckas! 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People ask me who Jax looks like, Me or Jed, Well I say neither here is a few people we think she favors more in the looks dept.
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Boo from monsters Inc.
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Justin Beiber, We decided this after watching SNL last week
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And last Darla from The Little Rascals
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I guess she will be a cute little girl, or boy who looks like a girl when she gets bigger.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have some unwelcome house guest's, A nest of baby birds that wake up at 6am.It's right outside kobe's window therefore Kobe wakes up at 6am and more therefore he wakes me up at 6am. The other guest's are a swarm of bee's. which are no longer there thanks to the exterminator.&lt;/div&gt;
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I took the boys on a date last Saturday, We went to the movies and watched How to train Your Dragon. It was AWESOME ,not the movie, the experience. AMC has sensory friendly film showings for autistic kids and adults. They don't turn the lights off, just dim them, and the volume isn't up so loud, you can bring your own snacks and the kids can act like themselves w/out ridicule. I loved it. Afterwards we went to Fatburger for lunch and took some photo's
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this pic of kobe, he is doing the distant look. He is deep in thought, I just wish I knew what that thought was. (Maddox seen this post and said, Kobe hungry momma, Kobe hungry. He then seen the pic of himself and said Maddox too hungry momma, Maddox too) He is such a goofy kid

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It is double blind, so he may or may not get the drug. The final test to see if he was a candidate was to test his poop, and guess who is the one who got to collect the samples, yep it's me. Every two weeks I have take a collection. 5 scoops to freeze, that's right poop in my freezer, then one in a liquid mixture and then two smear tests. pretty gross. In addition to that, we had to do a 3 hr interview about him. and a medical test with Dr.Melmed who is an Autism research Dr. at SARRC. We won't know his official start date until Wednesday, hopefully this drug will work and help him digest his food properly and help clear his little head up. we have our fingers crossed. During this whole process I will be updating it on my Autism Blog. Oh and April 2nd is Autism Awareness Day, and April is Autism Awareness month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-6314068137895383139?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6314068137895383139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=6314068137895383139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/6314068137895383139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/6314068137895383139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-poop-again.html' title='It&apos;s Poop Again!'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S7BPHQF6NpI/AAAAAAAAApg/v4KTWVzEri0/s72-c/WAAD7_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-5104010872575626893</id><published>2010-03-06T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T16:20:57.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodwill Hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S5LwPk2Ei4I/AAAAAAAAApI/JkAawbL_6SQ/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well first things first, I haven't written about the fact that we moved, yet again. I actually like moving I like the change, and I really like the de junking. I threw out so much stuff in this move. We donated most of our earthly possessions to the D.I. While I was in the ghetto I decided to go "goodwill hunting" as I call it and look for cool thrift store stuff while I was in the hood. My kids all got a "new" toy while we were there Kobe got an electric mixer. (I know not really a toy but if you knew him you would understand). Maddox and Jax got some Dr. Seuss books (which are now Kobe's). I got a "gently used" Kate Spade purse for $2.00! I was so excited. It was really cute and looks brand new. I haven't carried it yet cause it's more of a travel purse. It is small and has a long over the body shoulder strap. So on my next trip I will have a new purse to carry around. yay. So to sum up our donation trip a good time was had by all.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back on track. We moved to Gilbert. It's like an hour away from Peoria where we have lived for the past 3 yrs. I didn't think I would care to leave, but I have to admit I am a little homesick for it. Even though Spring training started this week and traffic on Bell and 83rd SUCKS! I really loved that area and would loved to stay there if Jed didn't have an hr commute each way everyday. I hated being a single mom. Jed would leave before the kids woke up and get home after they were asleep. I especially loved Kobe's teacher. She is such an amazing teacher. I am really sad to have to move to a new district. Gilbert has a good autism program here too, but not as good (in my opinion), but we have only been to 1 day of school so far. Hopefully it well get better. Our house is OK. just OK. nothing special no pool anymore, not even grass just rocks. The backyard sucks except it has a lemon tree. We are all Kobe proofed and unpacked(mostly). I still get to hang out in Peoria once a week for Kobe's OT therapy. Even though there is a Horizon center in Mesa. I am willing to drive an hr. to take him to Kim for an hr a week. She's that good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-5104010872575626893?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5104010872575626893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=5104010872575626893' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5104010872575626893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5104010872575626893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2010/03/well-first-things-first-i-havent.html' title='Goodwill Hunting'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-1473966153065201308</id><published>2010-03-05T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T23:15:58.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>House Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S5H_npAVg0I/AAAAAAAAAoo/u3XD_9wNMsg/s1600-h/cover-house-rules-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445414480954884930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S5H_npAVg0I/AAAAAAAAAoo/u3XD_9wNMsg/s320/cover-house-rules-400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't wait to read this book. It is not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;available&lt;/span&gt; on the Kindle yet, boo:(

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-1473966153065201308?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1473966153065201308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=1473966153065201308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/1473966153065201308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/1473966153065201308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2010/03/house-rules.html' title='House Rules'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S5H_npAVg0I/AAAAAAAAAoo/u3XD_9wNMsg/s72-c/cover-house-rules-400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-6214849630774456553</id><published>2010-03-02T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T16:20:18.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Q. What do elephants eat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e134ce2b68fecb99" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S4NmZLLnrKI/AAAAAAAAAoY/rzbnN9pcW9g/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441305357477981346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S4NmZLLnrKI/AAAAAAAAAoY/rzbnN9pcW9g/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He fell asleep in the car with his whale in his mouth it was freaking hilarious
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S4NmYgxaebI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/u_jpeHDHFB4/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441305346093775282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S4NmYgxaebI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/u_jpeHDHFB4/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kobe learned how to make silly faces at school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most schools don't teach this type curriculum but Kobe's school does.(I love his shirt in this pic, I got it at wall mart of all places too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S4NmX8hTUAI/AAAAAAAAAoI/s7aZxuEp1a0/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441305336362520578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S4NmX8hTUAI/AAAAAAAAAoI/s7aZxuEp1a0/s320/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kobe was making GREAT eye contact today(even tho he is closing his eyes here). He was smiling and looking right at me saying words and then climbed on the counter and was making silly faces in the mirror.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are loving his school, and all they are helping him achieve.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S4NmXGfZaiI/AAAAAAAAAoA/9JRzd9M7jU4/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441305321859017250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S4NmXGfZaiI/AAAAAAAAAoA/9JRzd9M7jU4/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maddox bit Kobe on the belly. Poor Kobe, he cried so hard.
Boys will fight at any age I guess. I am not looking forward to adolescence



&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/5370442038485116716-3788877464729083329?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3788877464729083329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=3788877464729083329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/3788877464729083329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/3788877464729083329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-got-new-camera.html' title='Boys Boys Boys, and I got a new Camera'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S4NmZ2UBiyI/AAAAAAAAAog/yscllnQGzpY/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-5688483927714071714</id><published>2010-02-07T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T17:23:53.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray 4 Kobe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kobe turned 4 yrs. old on Feb 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Jed was in Salt Lake for work. So we had Kobe fun day alone. Which means lazy mommy made pancakes for breakfast instead of Eggo's. We opened presents. Well I did anyway, Kobe doesn't like opening presents. He hates the sound of ripping paper. He liked his new stuff though. Then he went to school and took homemade by Target cupcakes for his class to enjoy. Then came home and Maddox and I decorated with a banner and balloons. Kobe LOVES balloons and anything shinny and sparkly so I knew he would love it. He watched his new chipmunks DVD and we had a gourmet meal provided y McDonald's. Jed was on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;skype&lt;/span&gt; with us to watch &lt;em&gt;me &lt;/em&gt;blow out the candles. He also doesn't like fire. Saturday we took him to the zoo and to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt; to get his new easel or as the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sweeds&lt;/span&gt; say,  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mala&lt;/span&gt;. We were going to take him to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rainforrest&lt;/span&gt; Cafe for dinner, but the kids were way to grouchy for that. They had the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; best thing, which was dinner at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt; complete with PB&amp;amp;J's and mac and cheese. We also had a front row seat of the escalator. Kobe was in HEAVEN. I guess he had a great birthday. No pics though I still don't have a camera. I took crappy ones from my phone, but I don't feel like taking it apart to upload the photos so maybe next year? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-5688483927714071714?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5688483927714071714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=5688483927714071714' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5688483927714071714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5688483927714071714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2010/02/hooray-4-kobe.html' title='Hooray 4 Kobe!'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-6525796571163407569</id><published>2010-01-22T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T13:00:45.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamaica Me Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some crazy things happened on out trip, but it was mostly fun. We stayed in a resort on the cliffs which was so beautiful. We could lay in the cabana or go cliff diving, or just laze around in the hammocks. It was paradise aside from few rainy days. We had a really great time, I wish I could have got more pictures, but my camera broke. Apparently they don't like sand too much. Day two we were on tsunami alert for a few hrs. from some earthquake, that's all we knew for a few days anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll start with a funny story of us at 7 mile beach. Walking up and down there are a lots of people trying to sell you stuff. Anything from Conch shells to Weed. Jed was wearing a T shirt that said "Argentina" on it. People kept thinking we were from Argentina so we decided to pretend we only spoke Spanish, well me anyways, and Jed could speak a little ingles, in order to get them not to bug us. It worked like a charm. until one lady thought it was cool that we only spoke espanol. She kept on talking to us and we were looking for someplace to have lobster. She was very kind and showed us to a great restaurant on the beach and we paid her the finders fee and thought she would leave after that. Well she didn't she sat at lunch with us for 2 hrs. I had to pretend I only spoke spanish the entire time. FYI I don't speak Spanish. Not even a little bit. All I know is how to say stuff that is in the kids baby Einstein books. I kept saying completely stupid things and Jed just laughed. Then after like and hr and a half I was trying to tell Jed to get rid of her already, in spanish of course, and he wouldn't he thought it was funny watching me try to speak spanish to a Jamaican woman in an awful awful accent. I finally said I'm done and stood up(even though I wasn't) and she took my plate and finished off my lobster! FYI it was the best lobster I have ever had, and it was HUGE. I was kinda upset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went cliff jumping at out resort which was so much fun. I was climbing up the ladder and Jed was in the water and said Oh my gosh, there is a jellyfish. I looked down once I was on the ledge again and seen it. It was then I noticed that one of my clear silicon swimsuit pads was missing so I jumped in and swam to the "Jellyfish" and Jed was yelling at me not to touch it. I grabbed it and was laughing hysterically. He freaked out, and was screaming at me to put it down. we climbed out of the water and I showed him what it was and he laughed so hard I think he wet himself a little. Kinda embarrassing but really funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were staying in a town called Negril, which is about an hour and a half outside Montego Bay. We rented a car and were supposed to pick up some friends from the airport in MB, so we decided to spend the the day there since it was raining and the beach was out of the question. We went on a tour of Rose Hall, a haunted house, it was kinda cool i guess. After that we went shopping at a complex. while we were leaving the complex a car pulled into the parking lot and two men were in it. one said something to us and I told Jed just say no thanks and get in the car and drive off. Well he didn't make it in time and got stuck talking with the guy. He tried to sell us drugs of all sorts and women. we said no, so then he asked for money for the children and for gas money. So my idiot husband pulled out his fat wad of cash and gave him like 5 bucks, told the guy bye and shut the door. Then the guy(bobby he said his name was) opened the back door and hopped in and said drive. Keep in mind that the other guy was still in the other car and followed us. I was so freakin seared! we only drove a little bit before he told us to pull over right outside the shopping center and then demanded we give him all our money. Jed was trying to reason with him and I was like just give it to him, and get him out of the car and let us live. He gave him all our cash (150.00) and the guy threw a bag of weed at us and got out. I was like what the HELL just happened. Jed picked up the bag and said, I think we just got forced to buy weed. Either that or we were mugged and got a prize? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-6525796571163407569?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6525796571163407569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=6525796571163407569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/6525796571163407569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/6525796571163407569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2010/01/some-crazy-things-happened-on-out-trip.html' title='Jamaica Me Crazy'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-6453195212185494153</id><published>2010-01-07T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T23:26:41.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hap Hap Happiest group of A-holes this side of the nut house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S0bV7KTgGOI/AAAAAAAAAnY/smhIb1gLES4/s1600-h/DSCN6992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424258013569489122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S0bV7KTgGOI/AAAAAAAAAnY/smhIb1gLES4/s320/DSCN6992.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took the kids sledding and they had so much fun! So did the parents I went down only twice, once with Kobe and once with Kenzie and Tayzha We crashed on the pond. My dad got some video footage and it's pretty funny to watch, but not as funny as Jeanette crashing into the weeds. Is it bad that Kody and I were at the top watching her while chanting "please crash in the weeds" over and over? Then laughing our arse off when she did.
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S0bV6ySRCQI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/jEzzB1bwmjY/s1600-h/DSCN6986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424258007121856770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S0bV6ySRCQI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/jEzzB1bwmjY/s320/DSCN6986.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kobe loves loves loves the snow, especially to eat it, gross!
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S0bV6f3lGXI/AAAAAAAAAnI/32r2A-ehq20/s1600-h/DSCN6985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424258002178087282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S0bV6f3lGXI/AAAAAAAAAnI/32r2A-ehq20/s320/DSCN6985.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a big boy, Maddox going down the hill all by himself with B close by just in case
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S0bV6JgXAQI/AAAAAAAAAnA/dzwml2V2pFw/s1600-h/DSCN6973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424257996175114498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S0bV6JgXAQI/AAAAAAAAAnA/dzwml2V2pFw/s320/DSCN6973.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Breylin and Kobe
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a very merry Christmas and a happy New Year. Well maybe not a happy new year, but a scary one that ended happy. Maddox gave us a MAJOR scare on New Years day.He was having his very 1st sleepover and he and Mckoy(my cousins little boy) were sleeping on the pullout bed. I was a sleep and all the sudden woke up and knew something was wrong, I heard Maddox make a choke/cough noise and I immediately ran into the other room and he was having a seizure. I screamed as loud as I could for Jed and I picked him up and Jed came running and took him from me. Luckily Jed had a mission companion who had epilepsy and knew what to do. I called 911 and couldn't speak cause I was crying to much. My mom took the phone from me and didn't know what to say cause she didn't know what was going on. He stopped after like a minute and the cops showed up at my parents house. We took him to the hospital and spent the morning and afternoon in the E.R. while they did tests on him. It turns out he had a febrile seizure which was brought on by bronchitis, which we didn't even know he had. He had got a really high fever that came on really really fast. He may or may not have one again, is what the hospital told us and it really isn't that big of a deal if it doesn't last too long and he is coherent after an hour. Wow I feel so much better now(can you hear the sarcasm) I don't care what the Dr's say it is a big deal when you see your 2yr old little boy having a seizure. I have never been so scared in my life. I am so grateful that he is OK. I don't even know or want to think about what would happen if it wasn't. I have been bubble mom ever since, making him sleep in the bed with me just in case. Even though his bed at gma's is right next to mine It's just not close enough. Kenz I hope that Mckoy isn't too traumatized and will want to have a sleepover with Boose some other time. I am suppose to go to Jamaica this Sunday for a week and don't even want to go. I am too freaked that one of my kids will have a seizure and nobody will hear them. I am making all 3 kids sleep in my parents room while I'm gone. That is if I go. Good thing it's a big room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S0bB3LMWLzI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/79W6lhJREMg/s1600-h/DSCN6954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424235954855882546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S0bB3LMWLzI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/79W6lhJREMg/s320/DSCN6954.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The splide was a hit. I am so glad Santa thought of it. What an awesome Santa Clause we have.
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S0WWFdj7gnI/AAAAAAAAAmA/A9jT8M-bHlI/s1600-h/DSCN6927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423906346816471666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S0WWFdj7gnI/AAAAAAAAAmA/A9jT8M-bHlI/s320/DSCN6927.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1st Birthday Cake
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S0WWEwidO7I/AAAAAAAAAl4/F2rij8dh69w/s1600-h/DSCN6925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423906334730697650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S0WWEwidO7I/AAAAAAAAAl4/F2rij8dh69w/s320/DSCN6925.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still not walking on her own, just around furniture
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S0WWEKnG1AI/AAAAAAAAAlo/bexpRTP99-o/s1600-h/DSCN6913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423906324549653506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S0WWEKnG1AI/AAAAAAAAAlo/bexpRTP99-o/s320/DSCN6913.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Dec, 23rd My baby turned 1. Where does the time go? It's been a year already. I decided to kill 2 birds with one stone, and have her party on Christmas Eve. It was a lot of fun, Both sides of my family were there, which was really great. I love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; time and having a Birthday makes it more fun/stressful. Luckily she is only 1 and has no idea that she is getting ripped off. I got her birthday/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; presents. I decided to be a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cheapskate&lt;/span&gt; cause she is only 1.



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&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/5370442038485116716-5991172521010218726?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5991172521010218726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=5991172521010218726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5991172521010218726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5991172521010218726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2010/01/go-jaxy-its-your-birfday.html' title='Go Jaxy, It&apos;s your Birfday'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/S0WWFoutn8I/AAAAAAAAAmI/Vl2_kgTDxTA/s72-c/DSCN6937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-53680814792440291</id><published>2009-12-13T20:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:45:32.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Graduate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jed did it, he finally graduated! He is now the proud owner of an EMBA(executive masters in business administration) in Global Management from Thunderbird school of Global Management. I am very proud to announce that he graduated 2nd in his class and is now also a member of Beta Gamma Sigma Honor Society. I am so proud of all his hard work and all he has achieved. Most of all I am elated not to be a single parent anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SyW64a8NS9I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/QiWDuZxEccg/s1600-h/DSCN6871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414939605450181586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SyW64a8NS9I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/QiWDuZxEccg/s320/DSCN6871.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The best attempt of a family photo
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SyW63uY7ieI/AAAAAAAAAlI/2HUB4yWZRhA/s1600-h/DSCN6861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414939593491057122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SyW63uY7ieI/AAAAAAAAAlI/2HUB4yWZRhA/s320/DSCN6861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jed receiving his diploma
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SyW63IcDNPI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Nf7OzbThEu8/s1600-h/DSCN6860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414939583303595250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SyW63IcDNPI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Nf7OzbThEu8/s320/DSCN6860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jed strutting his stuff on stage
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SyW62gZQ5_I/AAAAAAAAAk4/v-Kn8-LWxMY/s1600-h/DSCN6849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414939572554491890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SyW62gZQ5_I/AAAAAAAAAk4/v-Kn8-LWxMY/s320/DSCN6849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Horay It's all done
Now all we have to do is figure out how to pay off those pesky student loans



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&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/5370442038485116716-53680814792440291?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/53680814792440291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=53680814792440291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/53680814792440291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/53680814792440291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/12/graduate.html' title='The Graduate'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SyW64a8NS9I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/QiWDuZxEccg/s72-c/DSCN6871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-2312079153517716418</id><published>2009-12-07T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:34:23.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They'll feast, and they'll feast, and they'll feast feast feast feast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Sx3P7GT-veI/AAAAAAAAAkw/EQpY_7ezn3k/s1600-h/Jax1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Sx3P60MPnCI/AAAAAAAAAko/5Ya-7C7mGmE/s1600-h/DSCN6776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412710936518564898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Sx3P60MPnCI/AAAAAAAAAko/5Ya-7C7mGmE/s320/DSCN6776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kobe's art
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Sx2e1DHp-kI/AAAAAAAAAkg/-nHwB92W1-8/s1600-h/DSCN6779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412656961376877122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Sx2e1DHp-kI/AAAAAAAAAkg/-nHwB92W1-8/s320/DSCN6779.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MMMMMM My sprinkles cupcakes Jed brought them home for me for my belated B-day (sorry about the half eaten one I couldn't wait)
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Sx2e0AuQ0oI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/utlkXgQ7eA4/s1600-h/DSCN6790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412656943553630850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Sx2e0AuQ0oI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/utlkXgQ7eA4/s320/DSCN6790.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jed's grandma Tanner wanted to play the drums


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Maddox at the zoo all he wanted to do was play on the slide(shhhh I have it on good authority that Santa is bringing him one for Christmas)


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&lt;div&gt;This year for Thanksgiving we stayed in Phoenix and My In laws all came to the valley of the sun for some turkey. My sis in law was hosting and also moving into a new house. Unforeseen circumstances came about, and they weren't able to move in until Wed. the day before, and all the fam. was going to show up that very day. Well I had 5 kiddos all day and night Tuesday and Wed. Luckily with only 1 little breakdown everything came in order and we were able to have a great holiday! Jed and I made our very 1st turkey and it was so pretty and also tasted good. I was quite the chef on Thursday. We made a whole feast. I have no pics of the feast cause I hid my camera from the kids and forgot where I hid it. It was a really good spot I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-2312079153517716418?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2312079153517716418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=2312079153517716418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2312079153517716418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2312079153517716418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/12/theyll-feast-and-theyll-feast-and.html' title='They&apos;ll feast, and they&apos;ll feast, and they&apos;ll feast feast feast feast!'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Sx3P60MPnCI/AAAAAAAAAko/5Ya-7C7mGmE/s72-c/DSCN6776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-747753283782733515</id><published>2009-11-15T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T16:04:36.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're gonna party like it's your birfday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;First off I am starting this post with lots of funny random pics&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SwCORN4G3PI/AAAAAAAAAjo/sthNcg9RCbM/s1600/DSCN6704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404475979278507250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SwCORN4G3PI/AAAAAAAAAjo/sthNcg9RCbM/s320/DSCN6704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found Maddox in Jaxyn's closet playing the guitar hero drums while sitting in the bumbo.

&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SwCOQxYsavI/AAAAAAAAAjg/1XepL7M7ePI/s1600/DSCN6702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404475971630557938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SwCOQxYsavI/AAAAAAAAAjg/1XepL7M7ePI/s320/DSCN6702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of Kobe's goofy faces he pulls

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SwCOQQe3ZXI/AAAAAAAAAjY/oA_OFxzPGlQ/s1600/DSCN6696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404475962798073202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SwCOQQe3ZXI/AAAAAAAAAjY/oA_OFxzPGlQ/s320/DSCN6696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A trip to Ikea resulted in a new svinga for the kids

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SwCOPt86iTI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Ui0jlVm9EaI/s1600/DSCN6697_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404475953528867122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SwCOPt86iTI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Ui0jlVm9EaI/s320/DSCN6697_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They all love it

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SwCOPRP5yxI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Z3J7jTy4CKU/s1600/DSCN6703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404475945823882002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SwCOPRP5yxI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Z3J7jTy4CKU/s320/DSCN6703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE this pic of Kobe, it's hilarious. It kinda looks like he's flipping off the camera. What can I say I have very christlike children.

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SwCFoYL8MXI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Zta6YMhhxgc/s1600-h/DSCN6691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404466481578389874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SwCFoYL8MXI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Zta6YMhhxgc/s320/DSCN6691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kobe sneaking some candy that was on top of the fridge. It used to be a good place to put stuff I didn't want the kids to get into, but sadly that day is long gone

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SwCFoG6qZ8I/AAAAAAAAAi4/_ejKk-AvQUU/s1600-h/DSCN6688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404466476942518210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SwCFoG6qZ8I/AAAAAAAAAi4/_ejKk-AvQUU/s320/DSCN6688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maddox in his 1st time out. He looked so cute and sad so I had to take a pic. He seen the flash go off and he said cheese really loud. It was so funny.

&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SwCFnu_9NGI/AAAAAAAAAiw/-KBhK3aViAI/s1600-h/DSCN6682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404466470522270818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SwCFnu_9NGI/AAAAAAAAAiw/-KBhK3aViAI/s320/DSCN6682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how Maddox watches T.V he has two positions, standing with his hands behind his back or laying down resting on his hands.

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&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Sat. was me and my sisters birthday I turned 18 and she turned 29. We got to spend it in Cedar with the Fam. We had an awesome day. We also got to share it with My aunt Julie who had a surprise 50th B-day party! We had so much fun. I scored in the present dept. My parents gave my new favorite Laguna Beach Jeans, and also a silver Tiffany's necklace. I was very spoiled. My biggest present was from Jed. He is taking me to Jamaica in January. I have to split it with my Christmas present too, so Merry Christmas to me! Wow I can't wait till next year when I turn twenty ten, that's gonna be a big one and now I have high expectations for gifts, so you guys better start saving now! Oh and Thanks again for the Awesome birthday! Love you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-747753283782733515?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/747753283782733515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=747753283782733515' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/747753283782733515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/747753283782733515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/11/were-gonna-party-like-its-your-birfday.html' title='We&apos;re gonna party like it&apos;s your birfday'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SwCORN4G3PI/AAAAAAAAAjo/sthNcg9RCbM/s72-c/DSCN6704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-2367846873619704067</id><published>2009-11-02T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:04:34.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster Mash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su9HsKOsD5I/AAAAAAAAAiY/o80yfDag6Jc/s1600-h/DSCN6671_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399613302226292626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su9HsKOsD5I/AAAAAAAAAiY/o80yfDag6Jc/s320/DSCN6671_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su9HJ4Fm-iI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/i9f0xrIZYu4/s1600-h/DSCN6670_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399612713240820258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su9HJ4Fm-iI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/i9f0xrIZYu4/s320/DSCN6670_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Halloweener&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jammies&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su9DXkVyLGI/AAAAAAAAAiA/GJK3Yf4I7L4/s1600-h/DSCN6747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399608550411611234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su9DXkVyLGI/AAAAAAAAAiA/GJK3Yf4I7L4/s320/DSCN6747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice face Jed
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su9AAVzXw-I/AAAAAAAAAh4/dGsjONXbO0I/s1600-h/DSCN6750_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399604852837303266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su9AAVzXw-I/AAAAAAAAAh4/dGsjONXbO0I/s320/DSCN6750_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lovely hairdo &lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su8__zFWWwI/AAAAAAAAAhw/mMKWDgbj0tY/s1600-h/DSCN6749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399604843517467394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su8__zFWWwI/AAAAAAAAAhw/mMKWDgbj0tY/s320/DSCN6749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su8-wnmh5rI/AAAAAAAAAhg/NckHoGGiBTg/s1600-h/DSCN6730_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399603483225745074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su8-wnmh5rI/AAAAAAAAAhg/NckHoGGiBTg/s320/DSCN6730_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Costume contest winners: Indian Ozzy, King Kyle Tut, and the big winner is Billy Mays and his assistant
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su8-wBXyDgI/AAAAAAAAAhY/sKu21AiZxxw/s1600-h/DSCN6731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399603472963341826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su8-wBXyDgI/AAAAAAAAAhY/sKu21AiZxxw/s320/DSCN6731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su8-vwBSJJI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/N1E1QIZyzPA/s1600-h/DSCN6725_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399603468305573010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su8-vwBSJJI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/N1E1QIZyzPA/s320/DSCN6725_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trick or Treat
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su8-valMunI/AAAAAAAAAhI/FzK-Q_qo5NE/s1600-h/DSCN6729_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399603462550633074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su8-valMunI/AAAAAAAAAhI/FzK-Q_qo5NE/s320/DSCN6729_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su8-u-wIdsI/AAAAAAAAAhA/643HHOAH7y0/s1600-h/DSCN6727_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399603455080298178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su8-u-wIdsI/AAAAAAAAAhA/643HHOAH7y0/s320/DSCN6727_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a great Halloween this year. The boys LOVED LOVED LOVED trick or treating. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jaxyn&lt;/span&gt;, not so much. They all looked so cute even though everyone thought Maddox was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chuckie&lt;/span&gt;. (He was actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Stewie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Grifffin&lt;/span&gt;) Kobe was a race car driver, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jaxy&lt;/span&gt; was a fairy. Sydney my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; was a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Utah cheerleader, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Broxton&lt;/span&gt; was a U of U footballer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-2367846873619704067?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2367846873619704067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=2367846873619704067' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2367846873619704067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2367846873619704067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/11/monster-mash.html' title='Monster Mash'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Su9HsKOsD5I/AAAAAAAAAiY/o80yfDag6Jc/s72-c/DSCN6671_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-3150342429931757178</id><published>2009-10-19T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T13:20:22.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel in a centerfold</title><content type='html'>Jed and I were invited to a costume party on Halloween . I have been looking for costumes for us. Well apparently Cady Heron from Mean Girls was right,"Halloween is just a reason for girls to dress like sluts". All the costumes are sluts. You can get it in all different varieties of slut, but slut none the less. You can be a devil slut , angel slut, witch slut, zombie slut, pretty much the sky is the limit on which kind of slut you want to be. I guess in these current economic times that having two costumes in one is more cost efficient. However I am having a hard time trying to decide which kind of slut to be. We were thinking of going as a Devil(Jed of course), and an Angel(Me of course). Well I am not sure that being a mom of 3, and pushing the hell out of 30 I should be allowed out of the house in such a garb. Come to think of it, I shouldn't be allowed to be in the house with it on for that matter. I guess I'll have to open the new sewing machine or put together a modest slutty angel costume. Jed's is easy he just has to wear his normal clothes and voila. We will probably not even get it done in time and I will end up pouring myself into my old cheer uniform and Jed will just go as crazy pickle mustache or maybe crazy pickle arm or something. Either way I am covered in the slut trend so I won't be out of place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-3150342429931757178?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3150342429931757178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=3150342429931757178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/3150342429931757178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/3150342429931757178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/10/angel-in-centerfold.html' title='Angel in a centerfold'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-3592863616479828813</id><published>2009-10-18T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:27:41.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 2</title><content type='html'>It is now 2 years since Kobe's diagnosis. We have an update on his progress on my autism blog, check it out. &lt;a href="http://smithautism.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://smithautism.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-3592863616479828813?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3592863616479828813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=3592863616479828813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/3592863616479828813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/3592863616479828813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/10/year-2.html' title='Year 2'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-825071947129301395</id><published>2009-10-13T00:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T00:21:51.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Autistic Surfer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/sports/action/2009-09-27-marzo-surfer-autism-aspergers_N.htm?csp=34"&gt;http://www.usatoday.com/sports/action/2009-09-27-marzo-surfer-autism-aspergers_N.htm?csp=34&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-825071947129301395?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/825071947129301395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=825071947129301395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/825071947129301395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/825071947129301395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/10/autistic-surfer.html' title='Autistic Surfer'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-8550040831874927413</id><published>2009-10-12T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T16:22:31.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Egging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After I finished cutting Maddox's hair, I came to get Kobe for his turn and this is what I found(he doesn't know that your supposed to throw tham at other people's houses and only on the outside.)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/StO1QlzD1oI/AAAAAAAAAgw/RUc0b01DTi0/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391852475521422978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/StO1QlzD1oI/AAAAAAAAAgw/RUc0b01DTi0/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/StO1QNs0vNI/AAAAAAAAAgo/3UTZ0_b05eE/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391852469052816594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/StO1QNs0vNI/AAAAAAAAAgo/3UTZ0_b05eE/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/StOyezc0N9I/AAAAAAAAAgg/lsjSH6ClK4Y/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391849421169506258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/StOyezc0N9I/AAAAAAAAAgg/lsjSH6ClK4Y/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; UGH!!!!!!!!!
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/StOyeL8V7iI/AAAAAAAAAgY/XRWXMME7ZCk/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391849410564320802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/StOyeL8V7iI/AAAAAAAAAgY/XRWXMME7ZCk/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/StOydnoH0-I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ibH1iDXBR6Q/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391849400815834082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/StOydnoH0-I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ibH1iDXBR6Q/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maddox thinks that he has to do EVERYTHING that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jax&lt;/span&gt; and Kobe do including pigtails(Jed was not pleased) They look like aliens
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&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/5370442038485116716-8550040831874927413?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8550040831874927413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=8550040831874927413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/8550040831874927413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/8550040831874927413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-i-finished-cutting-maddoxs-hair-i.html' title='Egging'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/StO1QlzD1oI/AAAAAAAAAgw/RUc0b01DTi0/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-8236255898603329684</id><published>2009-10-01T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T17:30:41.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxing night by the pool</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was on the house phone with Jed and he mentioned that he turned off the pool pump. I put Jaxyn in her jumparoo and went outside to turn it on leaving Maddox to run free(Kobe was asleep). Well when I went to come in the door was locked. Luckily I was on the phone w/Jed but he was still 45min away. I had to wait till Jed got home to let me in.  Maddox just looked at me through the door and laughed. It was dinnertime and Jax was getting hungry and wanted out of her jumper. Luckily I had left some crackers on the counter that I told Maddox to give to sissy which he did. What a smart little guy except for that whole locking me out of the house thing. It was kind of relaxing just sitting by the pool all alone. Oh and there is a lizard living in my closet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-8236255898603329684?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8236255898603329684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=8236255898603329684' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/8236255898603329684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/8236255898603329684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/10/relaxing-night-by-pool.html' title='Relaxing night by the pool'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-7523767534043872042</id><published>2009-09-30T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T12:53:02.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Horse Boy</title><content type='html'>"The Horse Boy" movie opens this week This is a deeply moving, truly one-of-a-kind story of a family willing to go to the ends of the earth to help their son's autism, and of a boy learning to connect with the world for the first time. The movie, based on the bestselling book, is out Sept. 30 in select cities and will open in more locations throughout October. For more information, visit &lt;a title="http://rs6.net/tn.jsp?et=" s="90242&amp;amp;e=" r5t2_gkuwskhw0dm8xoievmis5ijeb4gfzblepiprzblitl28iq9lyuchezsqe7i91wzwox7jdwssn8bp3ymxidwxmwkxbhkyivqq="=" href="http://rs6.net/tn.jsp?et=1102711583761&amp;amp;s=90242&amp;amp;e=001dPmILhzIfA05gPGl-r5t2_GKUwSkHw0dm8xOiEVmis5iJeb4GFzBLePIPrZBLitL28iQ9lYUchEZSQe7i91wZWOX7jdwsSn8Bp3yMxIDWXMwkxbhKyIvQQ==" shape="rect"&gt;horseboymovie.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-7523767534043872042?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7523767534043872042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=7523767534043872042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/7523767534043872042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/7523767534043872042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/09/horse-boy.html' title='The Horse Boy'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-8900324107455472657</id><published>2009-09-23T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T21:32:39.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Birthday Maddox</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Srr1cMoIDuI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ZnsyePEXs6o/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384886169249517282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Srr1cMoIDuI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ZnsyePEXs6o/s320/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;My little Boose turned two on the 21st. I didn't get to see him awake, but I gave him a big kiss on the cheek as soon as I got home. The next day I took him to the store to get whatever he wanted and unfortunately It was a stupid toy cat. It is so creepy. He mostly just likes to throw it, so I'm trying to teach him to be nice to it. On the box it says fluffy my pretty kitty, so we changed it's name to El Gato. It sounds more macho than fluffy. I just don't want him turning into the candy store guy from Handy Manny. Jed's mom has a cat and he stayed at her house for a few days while we were gone. I'm pretty sure that is where the cat obsession came from. He is such a funny little guy. He will never be punished for all the trouble he will cause because of that smile and those eyes. He can charm his way out every time., and he's only two. Happy Birthday Boose I love you so much.&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/5370442038485116716-8900324107455472657?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8900324107455472657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=8900324107455472657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/8900324107455472657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/8900324107455472657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-2nd-birthday-maddox.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday Maddox'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Srr1cMoIDuI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ZnsyePEXs6o/s72-c/058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-5888661792119432712</id><published>2009-09-02T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:22:54.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homo Saypee'n</title><content type='html'>Just so you all know...... I'm a Homo Saypee'n! :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-5888661792119432712?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5888661792119432712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=5888661792119432712' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5888661792119432712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5888661792119432712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/09/homo-saypeen.html' title='Homo Saypee&apos;n'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-2313235598700145038</id><published>2009-09-01T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:15:27.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad boys bad boys, whatcha gonna do?....Wait, havn't we already done this one before?</title><content type='html'>While I was upstairs enjoying a good book. All the good little boys and girls were having a nap. One little boy named Kobe was not napping. He was enjoying his downtime by watching random Disney movie with aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chey&lt;/span&gt;. She decided to take a personal leave, and then it was just Kobe, a lonely boy with no supervision. Later on (about 30 min) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chey&lt;/span&gt; came &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;upstair&lt;/span&gt; and started talking to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tal&lt;/span&gt; about going to Maggie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Moo's&lt;/span&gt;. I said, "take Kobe with you, he loves to go for a ride in the car, Unless he fell asleep then you can just go. Did he?". She said "I don't know". I said "uh, isn't he downstairs with you"? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Chey&lt;/span&gt; replied "no, he came upstairs while I was in the bathroom, didn't he?" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tal&lt;/span&gt; yelled, "NO! WHERE IS HE". I ran all through the upstairs and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Chey&lt;/span&gt; took the basement, but no Kobe was found anywhere. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Chey&lt;/span&gt; found the basement door wide open. I ran out the front door yelling his name, and that's when I found him. He was sitting in a cop car with a very nice police officer. Apparently he decided he wanted to watch the garage open and close and the people across the street's garage was open. So being the brave little guy he is, he walked inside and started opening and closing it. Well since we do not live in here, The neighbor didn't recognise him. and after about a half hour he had to leave so he called the police. Luckily I was finally an attentive mother and went looking for my child. the officer said he knew he was autistic cause his wife works with kids like him.  I thought for sure that he was gonna toss me in the paddy wagon and haul me in for child neglect then throw away the key. thank goodness he was very understanding.  Right after work Brent went to the hardware store and is going to secure this place tighter than Fort Knox. It could have been much worse. I am so glad that it wasn't. I am just so happy that my boy is safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-2313235598700145038?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2313235598700145038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=2313235598700145038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2313235598700145038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2313235598700145038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/09/bad-boys-bad-boys-whatcha-gonna-dowait.html' title='Bad boys bad boys, whatcha gonna do?....Wait, havn&apos;t we already done this one before?'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-8479338689364820423</id><published>2009-08-31T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:42:08.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>South America, Here I Come!</title><content type='html'>Congratulations to Uncle J. and Marlene.  Jed's little bro. Jordan is now a married man. I never thought I would see the day. He married a beautiful girl from Veracruz, Mexico. We had a really fun weekend in SLC and Cedar. I am in Cedar right now trying not to die from smoke inhalation, and patiently awaiting our next and final Thunderbird trip. We are heading to South America. First off is Buenos Aries, Argentina, for 5 days of fun on our own. Then we have 11 days of Santiago, Chili, and then we will finish up in Lima, Peru. I can't hardly wait. I had so much fun in Russia, and have been counting down the days until this trip. It is finally almost here.  I am also glad that Jaxyn started crawling BEFORE I left. I was really worried that she would crawl for the 1st time while I was away. She rolled over while I was in Russia and I had to watch via Skype. It's just not the same as being there. Jed really wanted to go with a lot of other mates to Machu Picchu, but I wanted to come home by the 21st cause it's Maddox's 2nd birthday. I won, but I will barely make it. My flight gets in at 6pm that day. Hopefully he won't hold it against me someday and have to have any therapy cause his mom missed most of his 2nd birthday. I suppose I will have to bring him  back a really cool present.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-8479338689364820423?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8479338689364820423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=8479338689364820423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/8479338689364820423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/8479338689364820423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/08/south-america-here-i-come.html' title='South America, Here I Come!'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-5482195630702641718</id><published>2009-08-11T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T00:50:54.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Peanut Butter Jelly Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Maddox, Kobe and Jaxyn's FAVORITE song.  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Me and my sister Chey took our future sister out for a night on the town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She really wanted to go to Vegas and see The Thunder From Down Under, but she is getting married in the temple and that might be frowned upon. So she said she missed acting stupid with her sorority sisters in Alpha Phi, so that's when me and chey stepped in and took their place. We dressed up in my old prom dresses and one of my great aunt Maye Dean's dress from the 60's and we wreaked havoc all over Cedar City. We were going to tell ghost stories at Old Main at SUU, then finish at the cemetery. However while we were at the cemetery we were just about to get out of the car when I screamed really loud and Then Sally and Chey both Screamed so loud and freaked out, Sally almost started crying. Needless to say it was HILARIOUS! I got them both so good. They were to freaked out to get out of the car. I just laughed at both of them. I was going to get out  and take pics alone, but they would have left me there. Then I would have been freaked out too. We finished the night by watching a scary movie called "A Haunting In Connecticut" Then None of us could sleep after that we were all to afraid. I had a lot of fun acting like I was 17 again!








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We missed the parade, but the kids had a lot of fun at the park. They love love love fireworks. I was very worn out after chasing Kobe and Maddox. Neither one is afraid of the fire one bit. They don't like sparklers, which I thought was weird.







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Kobe is doing so much better. He has started saying a few words spontaneously. Sat. was our off day from the diet and we went to lunch and he was saying "french fry" then he seen a bowl and said "cereal" he also said"ranch" (as you can tell we were making up for two weeks of no sugar and carbs). I was so happy I started to cry in the restaurant. Later that night we ordered pizza and he ran to the door when it was delivered and said "pizza" then climbed into his chair and said "T.V.". He has never said any of those words before, or verbally requested anything ever. All his therapist's have commented on his new behavior. He is less hyper (of course without sugar most kiddos would be). He has not been stimming or throwing as many tantrums. He had a great session in speech therapy which has never happened before(he hates speech). The diet is getting easier to do. I have been cooking a lot of meat and fighting with Kobe to eat it(he also hates meat), but that is my only complaint. Oh yeah and the supplements are a pain in the @$$! He has to take ThreeLac to kill the yeast, Probiotics, Enzymes, Fiber, all kinds of Vitamins and Minerals, Omega fish oil. All but the fish oil have to be taken at each meal. We finally got him to drink water too, which is a huge milestone for him. I am really excited about the new behaviors, I hope that this continue and he keeps improving .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-8124354294143265233?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8124354294143265233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=8124354294143265233' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/8124354294143265233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/8124354294143265233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/07/candida-diet-is-working-great-kobe-is.html' title='No More Stupid Candida'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-7407215698067732359</id><published>2009-07-08T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:02:24.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Autism Sucks!</title><content type='html'>We decided to try another diet for Kobe. This one is the Specific Carbohydrate Diet(SCD). Along with the GFCF and Anti Candida. It is pretty much just, Organic Vegetables, Meat(w/out any dyes), and Almonds. No sugar, no fruit, no carbs, no corn, no soy, no preservatives, no dyes, no gluten, and no casein. We are currently on day two, and we are already seeing some yeast die-off reactions in Kobe. He has been vomiting and has insomnia. Jed and I are going on it too. If Kobe has to suffer without good food then we do too. I left Maddox at my parents house for the next two weeks so he won't have to go on the diet as well. So far it sucks really bad!  Hopefully this will help clear his head, and help him not be so stimmy and "drunk" all the time. I want some cookies, ice cream, and a huge coke so bad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-7407215698067732359?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7407215698067732359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=7407215698067732359' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/7407215698067732359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/7407215698067732359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/07/autism-sucks.html' title='Autism Sucks!'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-7474914605133475716</id><published>2009-06-17T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:16:34.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly Naked Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom and dad's backyard neighbor is always wearing next to nothing like old ugly holey blue boxers, for the past few years anyways. We can see his entire backyard from the house and the backyard deck not to mention while we are in the backyard. He kinda gives everyone the creeps. This winter he got a new blue speedo and wears that around. Did I mention he does construction in these "outfits" in his backyard. Well last week while I was there He was sporting this seasons latest trend in men's mini skirts in two choices of colors blue and green plaid. He was also "going commando" I know this cause me and my sis were sitting on my parents bed laughing hysterically. When the worst happened... He bent over! Not a pretty sight at all. Did I mention that he is 70. This is why we have always called him "Ugly Naked Guy" I don't even know his real name.Well now that you are informed about that. Yesterday when my family came home from church he took it to a whole new level, my mom opened the blinds in the dining room and UNG was suntanning on his hammock completely naked, laying on his back no less then he flipped over and tanned a few minutes. Then he got up and did some stretches and decided it was time to hone up on his boxing skills. All while in The Full Monty! My mom freaked out and so everyone in the house ran to see what she screamed at, like my 17yr old sis and my 13 yr. cousin. Nobody knew whether to laugh or throw up, so they did both. It was like a train wreck, they couldn't look away. Needless to say he is in some major trouble with the law. I am so glad I was not there to witness it cause I would be having nightmares. He really is a sickie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-7474914605133475716?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7474914605133475716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=7474914605133475716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/7474914605133475716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/7474914605133475716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/06/ugly-naked-guy_17.html' title='Ugly Naked Guy'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-5191417253356761577</id><published>2009-06-12T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T16:19:45.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cedar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SjLccHnRjPI/AAAAAAAAAbg/nuVEWshIbr0/s1600-h/DSCN5400.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and the kids spent a week in cedar even though it was to cold to do much we still had fun. We wanted to take Kobe horseback riding to see how he liked it. A lot of Autistic kids respond to animals especially horses. But his mom is a wimp now and was way to cold to be outside for very long. Hopefully it will be warm enough on our next trip. If you are looking for a good book to read on this subject I recommend "The Horse Boy". 
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SjLbKl0HyHI/AAAAAAAAAa4/YZylR_Kqf2Y/s1600-h/DSCN5471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346576682638100594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SjLbKl0HyHI/AAAAAAAAAa4/YZylR_Kqf2Y/s320/DSCN5471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cutest little Laker Girl ever!
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SjLbKfCiHwI/AAAAAAAAAaw/mFhlsWizn_4/s1600-h/DSCN5461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346576680819498754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SjLbKfCiHwI/AAAAAAAAAaw/mFhlsWizn_4/s320/DSCN5461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maddox has a new BFF, Sally(sorry Chey). She is so great with the kids. She is going to be a terrific mother someday, hopefully not a honeymoon baby though.






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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-5191417253356761577?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5191417253356761577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=5191417253356761577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5191417253356761577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/5191417253356761577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/06/cedar.html' title='Cedar'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SjLccFz_75I/AAAAAAAAAbY/QvPmF-RmEQU/s72-c/DSCN5459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-4056283643241605114</id><published>2009-06-12T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:31:30.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Baby Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My cousin/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; had her baby girl. She was supposed to have her when I was in Cedar , but she came 5 weeks early but very healthy. I cannot wait to hold her. I am very upset that I have to wait. I got the call that her water broke when I was on my  way back to Phoenix. I would have turned around but I was only about an hour away from Phoenix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She finally has a name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mataya&lt;/span&gt; Julie Smith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Born June 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; at 1:30am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4lbs 2oz  17 in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congratulations you guys, Love ya lots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SjLTlFFXJPI/AAAAAAAAAao/oH11oloIDc8/s1600-h/Smith%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346568341615486194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SjLTlFFXJPI/AAAAAAAAAao/oH11oloIDc8/s320/Smith%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/ShMTaX2b1LI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Njp1VFbq3bU/s1600-h/DSCN5370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337631327164028082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/ShMTaX2b1LI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Njp1VFbq3bU/s320/DSCN5370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here he is watching his favorite T.V. show
Family Guy,(yeah i know Im going to hell)
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-6198460695034977663?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6198460695034977663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=6198460695034977663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/6198460695034977663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/6198460695034977663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-junkso-far.html' title='May Junk....So Far'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/ShMTazZk_MI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ikDltkGzVhM/s72-c/DSCN5375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-2970062723411959015</id><published>2009-05-19T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T13:07:31.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/ShMP0asAgyI/AAAAAAAAAYw/7bXhmm6Cefk/s1600-h/DSCN5345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337627376555688738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/ShMP0asAgyI/AAAAAAAAAYw/7bXhmm6Cefk/s320/DSCN5345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kobe got a new therapy program,  more intense and geared specifically toward him. In the 3 day training he did AWESOME. I have seen a huge difference in him. I hope this behavior continues.
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/ShMP0KRRF7I/AAAAAAAAAYo/MMJf_SBTpy4/s1600-h/DSCN5332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337627372148561842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/ShMP0KRRF7I/AAAAAAAAAYo/MMJf_SBTpy4/s320/DSCN5332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kobe fell in love with his new swing
Thank you Chett for installing it. If I had to wait for Jed to have time it would still be in the box.

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/ShMPza9TFOI/AAAAAAAAAYY/4xYIdf9ibFU/s1600-h/DSCN5307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337627359448339682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/ShMPza9TFOI/AAAAAAAAAYY/4xYIdf9ibFU/s320/DSCN5307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We almost completed our therapy room



&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/ShMPy6HzFxI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/NBxgc5ktS-s/s1600-h/DSCN5291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337627350634010386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/ShMPy6HzFxI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/NBxgc5ktS-s/s320/DSCN5291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maddox is constantly whining because the mr. potato head glasses don't fit. He keeps giving them to me to make them fit.




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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-2970062723411959015?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2970062723411959015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=2970062723411959015' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2970062723411959015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/2970062723411959015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/05/kobe-got-new-therapy-program-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/ShMP0asAgyI/AAAAAAAAAYw/7bXhmm6Cefk/s72-c/DSCN5345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-6308877896780339033</id><published>2009-05-12T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:18:07.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxy's 1st Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jaxyn got her 1st haircut. I couldn't stand it any longer. I am surprised that I made it this long not cutting her hair. Now maybe her dad will stop calling her sloth cause she no longer has the hairdo. Finally no more "hey you guys" whenever he sees her , yay. Next up highlights.... Well I guess I should probably hold off on that one for a while.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SgnzeZnh_6I/AAAAAAAAAYI/ZE768doje8k/s1600-h/sloth_loves_chunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335062937195380642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SgnzeZnh_6I/AAAAAAAAAYI/ZE768doje8k/s320/sloth_loves_chunk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before  aka "Sloth"
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After
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Ok so I didn't take  much off just a trim of the bangs and the top evened up I swear it does look so much better in real life.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-6308877896780339033?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6308877896780339033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=6308877896780339033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/6308877896780339033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/6308877896780339033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/05/jaxys-1st-haircut.html' title='Jaxy&apos;s 1st Haircut'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SgnzeZnh_6I/AAAAAAAAAYI/ZE768doje8k/s72-c/sloth_loves_chunk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-345628987473650664</id><published>2009-05-11T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T10:06:47.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Gavin and Sally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SghahX-1PXI/AAAAAAAAAXY/GgTAulEv66Q/s1600-h/Gavin+and+Sally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334613288040086898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SghahX-1PXI/AAAAAAAAAXY/GgTAulEv66Q/s320/Gavin+and+Sally.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little brother is getting married. I am so excited for you! to move out so I can have my room back when I come home to visit.  Welcome to our crazy family Sally.  &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/5370442038485116716-345628987473650664?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/345628987473650664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=345628987473650664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/345628987473650664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/345628987473650664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/05/congratulations-gavin-and-sally.html' title='Congratulations Gavin and Sally'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/SghahX-1PXI/AAAAAAAAAXY/GgTAulEv66Q/s72-c/Gavin+and+Sally.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-4381259351438077601</id><published>2009-05-03T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T11:58:20.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you do in Russia when it reaches 45</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You could meditate&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Sf3naOOdLII/AAAAAAAAAWY/7d3wZ1ywiz0/s1600-h/DSCN5127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331671971557878914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Sf3naOOdLII/AAAAAAAAAWY/7d3wZ1ywiz0/s320/DSCN5127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or take a stroll through a park
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Sf3nZtbaQ_I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/JMgzxRXxxRg/s1600-h/DSCN5131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331671962753844210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUEfbzYWLAs/Sf3nZtbaQ_I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/JMgzxRXxxRg/s320/DSCN5131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
or....







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or just strike a pose and soak up the sun

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Not quite what any of us were expecting to see and or wanted to.

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Russia was UNBELIEVABLE, but I was so ready to come home. We had a really great time. I highly recommend visiting Russia. Moscow was great, but St. Petersburg was   UH-MAZING.  I am still trying to fight the jet lag, but It's great to hold my kids again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-1124967053418124886?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1124967053418124886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=1124967053418124886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/1124967053418124886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/1124967053418124886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-are-finally-home-and-it-feels-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5370442038485116716.post-1511694577292211685</id><published>2009-04-20T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T12:12:14.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Russia With Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are having a blast! Even though it is FREEZING cold. We have been walking all over and my feet are killing me, and I am so worn out and tired, but it is all worth it. The Kremlin was awesome and I hope to go back, we didn't get a chance to see everything only about half of it. Jed is really enjoying his classes. I am enjoying getting to know some new friends Cindy and Supriya. They are great shopping buddies and I am so glad they are here. Supriya is "the navigator" she is so smart about figuring out the metro, which is scary beyond all reason, for me anyways, i'm  major OCD and claustrophobic. We are here for another week and a half so I'll have plenty more pics to come in the meantime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Russia with love, Tal and Jed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5370442038485116716-1511694577292211685?l=jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1511694577292211685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5370442038485116716&amp;postID=1511694577292211685' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/1511694577292211685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5370442038485116716/posts/default/1511694577292211685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jedtaliasmith.blogspot.com/2009/04/from-russia-with-love.html' title='From Russia With Love'/><author><name>Talia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVC5J8dR7Ro/Tyhjd0mib2I/AAAAAAAABPo/BV38SjTQB_w/s220/breakfast.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
