<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609</id><updated>2009-11-07T15:43:14.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeffcoat Jungle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>147</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-7446100154152924697</id><published>2009-06-24T18:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:46:03.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>G'Day Mate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our Vacation Bible School theme this year was the Boomerang Express.  The boys had an absolute blast!  At the end of the week, they participated in the musical program- well, sort of.  If you watch the video, you will see what I mean.  Even though both of them practiced, only one finished strong.  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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SjuIm6J_VYI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/QhOtAZIxrAw/s320/Aug+2008+1049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349019184460158338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SjuImsuvY6I/AAAAAAAAAYI/rkie_pOJDxM/s1600-h/Aug+2008+1051.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/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SjuImsuvY6I/AAAAAAAAAYI/rkie_pOJDxM/s320/Aug+2008+1051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349019180856206242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;Summer time brings water fun in this crazy Columbia heat!  We went to the spray pool earlier in the week. It was Olivia's first time and, obviously, she enjoyed her self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-1590598625743193963?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1590598625743193963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=1590598625743193963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/1590598625743193963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/1590598625743193963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2009/06/say-cheese.html' title='Say Cheese!'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SjuIm6J_VYI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/QhOtAZIxrAw/s72-c/Aug+2008+1049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-9178907150325204726</id><published>2009-06-17T06:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T07:31:03.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Learned Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I am sure I will have to experience innocence lost with my children.  CJ and I do our best to let them keep their innocence as long as possible as best we can in this Soddom and Gommorah in which we live:  Mainly thorugh protecting their eyes.  Boys are so intrigued- and later on stimulated- by sight, it's imperative to me to guard their eyes while I am training them in these early years on what is more important to focus.   However, their hearts can only be guarded for so long by me.  Sometimes, when they realize the reality is not what they expected, it stings.  Cole got a quick lesson in that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's no secret my boys love to be either in their underwear or dressed up like super heroes.  I suppose it's only natural they would like to wear their costumes out in public.  I suppose since we go to a Lowe's where I have seen some in p.j.'s (not me, Dena :) ), it would not be against any decency laws.  So, on a trip to Lowe's, Cole decides to wear the Batman regala complete with the mask.  I'm not sure how he expected to be received; maybe with thanks of gratitude for continually defeating the bad guys.  Maybe he wanted a free soda (very restricted at our house- we have enough energy) for his keen wit.  All I know is the conversation went like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cole:  Mom, when we get to the store, you just push me around in the buggy because it's a little hard to see in this mask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me:  Cole, what will you say if people talk to you as if you're Batman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cole:  Mom, I AM Batman.  I think they will like to see me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me: OK, we can do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Upon entering, needless to say, not too many people noticed how I was lucky enough to be pushing in THE Batman.  They basically just went around their business doing thier thing.  We got an occassinal look and brief smile and there was a teenage employee who, indeed, thanked Batman for all of his hard work.  But for the most part, it was a quiet trip.  We got a few snickers and it was hard to tell if they were snickers like, "Oh my gosh, I can't believe his mom let him out that way." or "Look at him, he is so cute." It was probably a bit of both.  But since 5 year olds don't distinguish a sarcastic tone from another one(Note to CJ ;) ), I found my protective mom mode kicking in and trying to avoid the aisles with the perpetrater laughers.  When we got into the van, my son proved, once again, he was much more keen than I ever think is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cole:  Mom, no one seemed to notice me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me:  Maybe they did and just thought you didn't want to be bothered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cole:  Well, I looked at people and smiled.  They didn't smile back. I even took my mask off so they would not be scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me:  Cole, not all people will be kind to you just because you're kind to them.  But that doesn't mean we stop being kind. And besides, what about that guy who thanked you for fighting the bad guys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cole: Yeah, but that was only one out of all the people I saw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me:  One is better than none and that must be how lots of other heroes feel when they aren't noticed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The fact my five year old was brave enough to wear that Batman costume to the store tells me I have the makings of a mighty warrior on my hands.  The fact he noticed others tells me he has a compassionate heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lord,  guide CJ and me as we seek to train these boys to be seekers of You and warriors for the cross.  May we impart knowledge and guidance to them as You grow them and give them talent and wisdom.  As mighty as I want them to be, more than that, I want them to be reckless abandoned men after Your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-9178907150325204726?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/9178907150325204726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=9178907150325204726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/9178907150325204726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/9178907150325204726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2009/06/learned-lesson.html' title='Learned Lesson'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-9040581075021317575</id><published>2009-05-31T13:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T12:09:39.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Small and Compact</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SiQK_jsyHRI/AAAAAAAAAYA/EbcHm7bnzSw/s1600-h/DSCF0961.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/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SiQK_jsyHRI/AAAAAAAAAYA/EbcHm7bnzSw/s320/DSCF0961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342407144999361810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SiQK_OaQ5_I/AAAAAAAAAX4/7weX51bIIKI/s1600-h/DSCF0960.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/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SiQK_OaQ5_I/AAAAAAAAAX4/7weX51bIIKI/s320/DSCF0960.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342407139284543474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Not many people can say they still get to bathe their 10 month old in the sink (and our sink is smaller than most standard sized sinks); but really?!  How cute is she?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-9040581075021317575?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/9040581075021317575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=9040581075021317575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/9040581075021317575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/9040581075021317575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2009/05/small-and-compact.html' title='Small and Compact'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SiQK_jsyHRI/AAAAAAAAAYA/EbcHm7bnzSw/s72-c/DSCF0961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-1511377450326935284</id><published>2009-05-30T14:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T14:48:22.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling the Jeffcoat Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SiGNVWHfbwI/AAAAAAAAAXw/UjZaskhT0Gc/s1600-h/DSCF0971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SiGNVWHfbwI/AAAAAAAAAXw/UjZaskhT0Gc/s320/DSCF0971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341706030891888386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I am definitely getting soft in my old age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Last fall, we had a stray cat mosey up to our door with the loudest meow!  Because the boys play outside so much, they fell in love with her and I agreed to feed her as long as she stayed OUTSIDE!  When winter came, it was so cold and she looked o pitiful, so I gave in allowing her to come inside for a couple of nights.  A couple led to many and now, Lola has become a permanent member of the Jeffcoat House.  Ms. Lola decided we needed to expand and gave u some kittens 8 weeks ago.  CJ and I were not amused.  Having littel knowledge of how cats operate (we have always had dogs), we found out kittens nurse for about 6-8 weeks and then they can be separated for their mom.  We took them to 7 and off they went.  Now, as you can imagine, the boys- much to my chargrin- grew close to the kittens.  I believe it was the whole "I want what I can'y have thing." because I wold not even let them hold them but once a week. But nonetheless, somehow, how  all 5 kittens were named (a couple by me admittantly :) ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As we are driving around several different places trying to find homes for these animals the boys still had in their minds that somehow, we would keep at least 3 of them:  Kitten Batman, Kitten Robin, and Kitten Spider Man.  When I finally came out of a door with an empty kennel, you would have thought I had just taken off a pinky toe of theirs.  They began wailing and tearing their clothes in sorrow (nah, just kidding about the tearing clothes part)!  My most pouty son said, "Mom, how could you do that? I never even got to say good bye!"  My spunky one said the worst thing he could possibly think to call me, "Mama, you're a poopey diaper baby!"  My logical thinker replied, "Mom, we could have kept at least one.  We could take care of just one." Of course the baby was clueless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We wrapped up our day going to McDonald's and eventually, I wasn' receiving the "Mom, you're so mean" look.  Ms. Lola has an appointment to get spayed later next month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-1511377450326935284?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1511377450326935284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=1511377450326935284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/1511377450326935284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/1511377450326935284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-jeffcoat-love.html' title='Feeling the Jeffcoat Love'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SiGNVWHfbwI/AAAAAAAAAXw/UjZaskhT0Gc/s72-c/DSCF0971.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-1207405687433028574</id><published>2009-05-29T23:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T14:25:23.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's me, the slackest blogger as of late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have come to the conclusion that I can not do it all.  I can do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt;thing just not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt;thing (at once) and I need to choose what captures my heart, not necessarily my eye.  So, for me, that has been facebooking (because it is like an online social cafeteria), cleaning (or trying to), cooking, playing with my kids, teaching them responsibility by staying in behind them while they do "chores", and teaching preschool.  "Why would I teach preschool?" you may ask; it's simple:  I love teaching!  I have been trained in that field and I truly enjoy it.  It's also an outlet for me as I enjoy researching and planning stuff.  We are plannng to homeschool our children, so I had a brief time where I could serve other children and there became a need at the boys' preschool/ mother's moring out.  It has left time for very little extra curricular activities for myself.  When you have 4 kids, it's time consuming enough.  Throw in a part time job (no matter how few hours), it makes things crazy. I really do not know how moms work full time and balance it all!  Hats off to them!  And I will admit, it's easy for me to lose focus and make certain things more important that they should be.  I am so thankful for my husband who not only lets me stay home (even though we would benefit from the extra money), but encourages me to do so.  I'm the type of person who would lose the balance in the wrong direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, it's been about 6 months since I've posted.  I better get busy- tomorrow ;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-1207405687433028574?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1207405687433028574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=1207405687433028574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/1207405687433028574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/1207405687433028574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-sad.html' title='So Sad'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-7217573826187915378</id><published>2009-01-20T13:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T13:44:37.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SXYa0bQtRLI/AAAAAAAAAXk/fX2qKGJtmD8/s1600-h/DSCF0730.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/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SXYa0bQtRLI/AAAAAAAAAXk/fX2qKGJtmD8/s320/DSCF0730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293447899993949362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SXYazsSDZ-I/AAAAAAAAAXc/0yO5GQ8Jvfc/s1600-h/DSCF0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SXYazsSDZ-I/AAAAAAAAAXc/0yO5GQ8Jvfc/s320/DSCF0717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293447887383128034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Olivia had a great first CHRISTmas.  She was the social butterfly and then soothed herself with a new trick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SXYW1lo5iAI/AAAAAAAAAXU/tYGGp4tuBZc/s1600-h/DSCF0714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SXYW1lo5iAI/AAAAAAAAAXU/tYGGp4tuBZc/s320/DSCF0714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293443521913128962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SXYW1KGn0rI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ia7x524CRZo/s1600-h/DSCF0712.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/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SXYW1KGn0rI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ia7x524CRZo/s320/DSCF0712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293443514521604786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-7217573826187915378?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7217573826187915378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=7217573826187915378&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/7217573826187915378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/7217573826187915378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/look-ma.html' title='Santa Baby'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SXYa0bQtRLI/AAAAAAAAAXk/fX2qKGJtmD8/s72-c/DSCF0730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-3913157431764319100</id><published>2009-01-20T12:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:55:15.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTmas Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SXYNc5YghiI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ee1OL5lanHE/s1600-h/DSCF0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SXYNc5YghiI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ee1OL5lanHE/s320/DSCF0676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293433202111710754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SXYNcpXnyBI/AAAAAAAAAW8/0zbnqqr3nX0/s1600-h/DSCF0673.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/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SXYNcpXnyBI/AAAAAAAAAW8/0zbnqqr3nX0/s320/DSCF0673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293433197813024786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SXYNcEka8aI/AAAAAAAAAW0/we3EmBR7BmY/s1600-h/DSCF0679.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/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SXYNcEka8aI/AAAAAAAAAW0/we3EmBR7BmY/s320/DSCF0679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293433187934597538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SXYNbuoRQ9I/AAAAAAAAAWs/IPqowQiDAOk/s1600-h/DSCF0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SXYNbuoRQ9I/AAAAAAAAAWs/IPqowQiDAOk/s320/DSCF0678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293433182045160402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This past CHRISTmas started out with a bang at the boys' preschool. They put on their 2nd annual concert and both Cole and Jonah went on stage and sang their songs. Jonah started out as a donkey, but then got promoted to a shepherd and Cole was so excited he got to be a "Meatball Head." I didn't get it until I saw the wise man costume he wore. They both did awesome!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Judah and Olivia, as usual, found other ways to occupy thier time. Livi was entralled by Mimi's name tag, and Judah-bug was hording all of the M&amp;amp;M's while sitting in Poppy's lap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-3913157431764319100?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3913157431764319100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=3913157431764319100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/3913157431764319100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/3913157431764319100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-time.html' title='CHRISTmas Time'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SXYNc5YghiI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ee1OL5lanHE/s72-c/DSCF0676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-1992011157814609271</id><published>2009-01-11T22:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:28:37.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(Some) Things I Have Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I found this over at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://athomelaurel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Happy at Home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; and thought it was cute and different.  Of course, it's not extensive- hee, hee- but a little insightful. Feel free to copy and paste for your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;All of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;bold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; items are ones I have done:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;1..Started your own blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Slept under the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. Played in a band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. Visited Hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Watched a meteor shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;7. Been to Disneyland/world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;8. Climbed a mountain (do "mountains" in Greenville, SC count? I guess not.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;9. Held a praying mantis (That would be an explicative + "no")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sang a solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;11. Bungee jumped (see #9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;12. Visited Paris &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea (but I have on the lake)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;15. Adopted a child &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;16. Had food poisoning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;18. Grown your own vegetables (this spring, though)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;21. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Had a pillow fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;22. Hitch hiked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;23. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Taken a sick day when you’re not ill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;24. Built a snow fort (Yeah, I live in South Carolina)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;25. Held a lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;26. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Gone skinny dipping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;27. Run a Marathon (:::sigh:::hopefully next year!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;29. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Seen a total eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Watched a sunrise or sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;31. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hit a home run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;32.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt; Been on a cruise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;33. Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;34. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; (I'm mostly Native American so I'm gonna go yes on this one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;35. Seen an Amish community&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;37.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt; Had enough money to be truly satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;38. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;39. Gone rock climbing (Does river walking count? Haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;40. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;41.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt; Sung karaoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;43. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;45. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;46. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Been transported in an ambulance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;47. Had your portrait painted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;48. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Gone deep sea fishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;51. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; scuba diving or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt; snorkeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;52. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Kissed in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;53. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Played in the mud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;54. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;55. Been in a movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;57. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Started a business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;58. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Taken a martial arts class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;59. Visited Russia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen (although I feel like I do that every night at my house with the boys)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;61. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sold Girl Scout Cookies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;62. Gone whale watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;63. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Gotten flowers for no reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;64. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Donated blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, platelets or plasma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;65. Gone sky diving (Now that's just crazy talk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;67. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Bounced a check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;69. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Saved a favorite childhood toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;70. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Visited the Lincoln Memorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;71. Eaten Caviar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;72. Pieced a quilt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;73. Stood in Times Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;74. Toured the Everglades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;75. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Been fired from a job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;77. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Broken a bone (my arm and a foot fracture- no fun.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;78. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Been on a speeding motorcycle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; (it was actually a dirt bike, but I did run into m y parents' house so I think  that counts as speeding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;80. Published a book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;81. Visited the Vatican&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;82. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Bought a brand new car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem (Oh, if I could talk my husband into letting me go...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;84. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;85. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Read the entire Bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;86. Visited the White House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;87. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; (I'm counting going fishing and cooking your catch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;88. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Had chickenpox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;89. Saved someone’s life (No, but I did pray for helaing for someone and God said "Yes" and then immediately did it.  It was AWESOME!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;90. Sat on a jury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;91. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Met someone famous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; (LL Cool J- HA!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;92. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Joined a book club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;93. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lost a loved one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;94. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Had a baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;95. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Seen the Alamo in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;97. Been involved in a law suit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;98. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Owned a cell phone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;99. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Been stung by a bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-1992011157814609271?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1992011157814609271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=1992011157814609271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/1992011157814609271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/1992011157814609271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-things-i-have-done.html' title='(Some) Things I Have Done'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-8132291661636287648</id><published>2009-01-05T13:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:26:41.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You There, God?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I love listening to my children's conversations.  It reminds me how much really sinks in and it also reminds me to watch what is said.  I feel obligated to not just teach my children about God, His grace, and love for us, but that their theology is correct. So much had to be undone for me as I grew into an adult.. anyway, that is another blog....  the point of this one is the manipulation of my 4 year old.  Here is the conversation I heard:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jonah:  "Look, Cole!  It's Santa in those people's yard!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cole:  "That is so cool, Jonah, but you know Santa lives in Heaven with God and Jesus."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jonah: "I know. I wish Jesus would come play with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cole:  "Well, Jonah, you can talk to him anytime you want.  And he will even talk back to you.  But you have to be REAL quiet because when God speaks, He talks like a whisper. He sounds like this:"  Cole turns his head to face the window and begins to whisper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Jonah, you need to make sure you obey your mommy and daddy because that makes Me happy.  Oh, and you make sure you share your trucks with your brother Cole any time he asks."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jonah looks up and says, "God?!  Is that You?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sweet Jonah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SWJeODpSZOI/AAAAAAAAAWE/MZWUaHN3ZxE/s1600-h/The+Kids+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SWJeODpSZOI/AAAAAAAAAWE/MZWUaHN3ZxE/s320/The+Kids+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287892508076041442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-8132291661636287648?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8132291661636287648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=8132291661636287648&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/8132291661636287648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/8132291661636287648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/are-you-there-god.html' title='Are You There, God?'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SWJeODpSZOI/AAAAAAAAAWE/MZWUaHN3ZxE/s72-c/The+Kids+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-1876071042356202204</id><published>2009-01-05T13:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:58:48.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As If I Don't Have Enough To Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;I have wanted to learn to sew for a long time but having a little girl has inspired me to actually go for it.  My friend, Leslie, worked with me to make Olivia these pants while we were visiting. She was not nearly as impresed to wear them as I was I made them! Leslie makes the absolute most adorable stuff for her girls.  Not that I could attain her level of style (I do think that is one of the reasons why God gave me such great girl friends- I am style-challenged), but I am aiming high.  I got a new sewing machine for CHRISTmas and I have already picked out what I want to make for Livi.  We'll see how it turns out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SWJX1agxCVI/AAAAAAAAAV8/bB9B5KVzcvk/s1600-h/livi+right+side+up.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SWJX1agxCVI/AAAAAAAAAV8/bB9B5KVzcvk/s320/livi+right+side+up.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287885487647820114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-1876071042356202204?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1876071042356202204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=1876071042356202204&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/1876071042356202204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/1876071042356202204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-if-i-dont-have-enough-to-do.html' title='As If I Don&apos;t Have Enough To Do'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SWJX1agxCVI/AAAAAAAAAV8/bB9B5KVzcvk/s72-c/livi+right+side+up.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-1063955678268218244</id><published>2009-01-05T13:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:44:40.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the Eyes of a Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SWJUdviYMoI/AAAAAAAAAVs/JuIAMjZUI_A/s1600-h/DSCF0612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SWJUdviYMoI/AAAAAAAAAVs/JuIAMjZUI_A/s320/DSCF0612.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287881782439981698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The day before Thanksgiving Cole said, "Mama, do you want me to show what a turkey does?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Of course I do!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This is what I get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When I said, "Cole, honey, that is not what a turkey does.  They walk around and say, 'Gobble, gobble.' "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;He replied, "That isn't what that turkey in that pan is doing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-1063955678268218244?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1063955678268218244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=1063955678268218244&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/1063955678268218244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/1063955678268218244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/through-eyes-of-child.html' title='Through the Eyes of a Child'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SWJUdviYMoI/AAAAAAAAAVs/JuIAMjZUI_A/s72-c/DSCF0612.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-5041014760310378211</id><published>2009-01-05T13:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:37:04.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Peas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SWJTHq_DANI/AAAAAAAAAVk/lmZklObQL-Q/s1600-h/DSCF0680.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/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SWJTHq_DANI/AAAAAAAAAVk/lmZklObQL-Q/s320/DSCF0680.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287880303749300434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you looked up the word "tenacious" in the dictionary you may find one of these two faces.  Les and I have laughed about how Reese and Judah need their individual nannies.  And, as if it weren't obvious, they would definitely get into so much more trouble if'n they weren't so cotton pickin' CUTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-5041014760310378211?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5041014760310378211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=5041014760310378211&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/5041014760310378211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/5041014760310378211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-peas.html' title='Two Peas'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SWJTHq_DANI/AAAAAAAAAVk/lmZklObQL-Q/s72-c/DSCF0680.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-5665025998078695898</id><published>2009-01-03T20:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T21:00:18.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I KNOW, I KNOW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Who would have thought adding one more to the mix would take so much more time, but it really does.  Of course, when you factor in feeding, changing, making sure no one jumps on her head, I guess our little Olivia does take up a bit more than her 10 pounds might suggest.  This will serve a a short and sweet reminder to myself (and those of you who faithfully check in on us) that I need to show you all our awesome family!  I have had so much fun with them, I haven't even made time to brag on them or share their funny stories; I  mean, really, the Jeffcoat boys can crack a person up.  Hopefully, I will get some air in the next day or two to share.  Besides that, God has been moving me in some specific areas of my being.  I save those thoughts for my other blog, because, really, most of you just want the "fun stuff."  It's in my being to be pretty heavy- much more than most want to handle- so I share those thoughts elsewhere.  I'll be updating that as well. For now, it's off to fold my ever growing pile of laundry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-5665025998078695898?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5665025998078695898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=5665025998078695898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/5665025998078695898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/5665025998078695898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-know-i-know.html' title='I KNOW, I KNOW!'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-1028147434829227374</id><published>2008-11-14T16:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:31:18.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutty Treasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3sQpbbqeI/AAAAAAAAAVc/0XRdIdTQtGo/s1600-h/DSCF0571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3sQpbbqeI/AAAAAAAAAVc/0XRdIdTQtGo/s320/DSCF0571.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268626909836323298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love raising boys!  God teaches me so much through them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I emptied the washer out one day this is what I found:  2 acorns and a nut.  I knew it could have only come from the pockets of one of my sweet guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Jonah, look what I found in the washing machine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mama!  You found my treasure!  Thank you so much.  I just knew I had lost it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't find it, Jonah, the washing machine did.  I just pulled it out after it was cleaned."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But you rescued it, Mama.  It would not have come out without  you."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God reminded me this is how He sees us: cleaned off and rescued treasure- even if the world only sees nuts.  To the Him, we are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Deuteronomy%2032:9-10%20;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt;the apple of His eye&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%208:38-39;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt;His love never leaves us behind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-1028147434829227374?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1028147434829227374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=1028147434829227374&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/1028147434829227374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/1028147434829227374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2008/11/nutty-treasure.html' title='Nutty Treasure'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3sQpbbqeI/AAAAAAAAAVc/0XRdIdTQtGo/s72-c/DSCF0571.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-8726486787034547192</id><published>2008-11-14T15:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T15:26:24.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuts and Goats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3eeo8LSoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/OYjr1UkPSeA/s1600-h/DSCF0591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3eeo8LSoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/OYjr1UkPSeA/s320/DSCF0591.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268611757060606594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3eeT6-lyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ZlHK-WTM_ek/s1600-h/DSCF0586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3eeT6-lyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ZlHK-WTM_ek/s320/DSCF0586.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268611751418435362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3eeBya8LI/AAAAAAAAAVE/i3ElnNIIHgQ/s1600-h/DSCF0581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3eeBya8LI/AAAAAAAAAVE/i3ElnNIIHgQ/s320/DSCF0581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268611746550706354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3edWB7WaI/AAAAAAAAAU8/CPnVVPTKQ54/s1600-h/DSCF0584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3edWB7WaI/AAAAAAAAAU8/CPnVVPTKQ54/s320/DSCF0584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268611734804584866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3edC0V5HI/AAAAAAAAAU0/aMQVsQgljiw/s1600-h/DSCF0578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3edC0V5HI/AAAAAAAAAU0/aMQVsQgljiw/s320/DSCF0578.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268611729647330418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;he boys and I went to my uncle's to pick up pecans.  He has about 4 very mature trees in his front yard.  We nuts had a great time collecting some nuts and feeding Clyde, the pecan eating dog.  We were so excited when he announced my cousin's goats just had some kids about 3 days ago " 'round back" and asked if we wanted to go see them.  HECK YEAH!  We love some goats!  Of course, my loving Judah was very persistent in trying to pick up one of the kids and I just knew the Mama was going to buck him.  Thankfully, we got out of the gate with no one getting run over by the billies or the nannies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-8726486787034547192?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8726486787034547192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=8726486787034547192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/8726486787034547192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/8726486787034547192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2008/11/nuts-and-goats.html' title='Nuts and Goats'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3eeo8LSoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/OYjr1UkPSeA/s72-c/DSCF0591.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-7009994868080545655</id><published>2008-11-14T14:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T15:05:36.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thespian, A Not So Much, An Eater, and a Cheerleader</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3ZbOgObLI/AAAAAAAAAUs/YgJXROXMyvo/s1600-h/DSCF0556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3ZbOgObLI/AAAAAAAAAUs/YgJXROXMyvo/s320/DSCF0556.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268606200866303154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3ZaeQ3epI/AAAAAAAAAUk/qmc_PNDsfNU/s1600-h/DSCF0564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3ZaeQ3epI/AAAAAAAAAUk/qmc_PNDsfNU/s320/DSCF0564.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268606187916982930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3ZaMyyNMI/AAAAAAAAAUc/5gDmdEBS7KQ/s1600-h/DSCF0563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3ZaMyyNMI/AAAAAAAAAUc/5gDmdEBS7KQ/s320/DSCF0563.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268606183227405506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3ZZ1qo6RI/AAAAAAAAAUU/kRoFezCD3AY/s1600-h/DSCF0566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3ZZ1qo6RI/AAAAAAAAAUU/kRoFezCD3AY/s320/DSCF0566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268606177019226386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;Cole and Jonah had their Fall Concert a few weeks ago at preschool.  Cole was SO into it.  He really enjoyed being on stage, singing the songs and of course, the applause afterwards.  But Jonah, not so much.  He refused to even go up on stage.  He sat on his best bud's mom's lap during the show.  Judah ate pretzels during the whole time (even though we had eaten dinner beforehand) and Livi was there to cheer everyone on but really, she just wanted to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-7009994868080545655?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7009994868080545655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=7009994868080545655&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/7009994868080545655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/7009994868080545655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2008/11/thespian-not-so-much-eater-and.html' title='A Thespian, A Not So Much, An Eater, and a Cheerleader'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SR3ZbOgObLI/AAAAAAAAAUs/YgJXROXMyvo/s72-c/DSCF0556.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-8000264129816296604</id><published>2008-11-11T09:09:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T23:21:32.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeffcoat Acre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SRmcs6ggqlI/AAAAAAAAAUM/rHNOIE4HFOc/s1600-h/DSCF0415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267413534620297810" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SRmcs6ggqlI/AAAAAAAAAUM/rHNOIE4HFOc/s200/DSCF0415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SRmcskfJQaI/AAAAAAAAAUE/rT-8GGlaOnk/s1600-h/DSCF0416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267413528708989346" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SRmcskfJQaI/AAAAAAAAAUE/rT-8GGlaOnk/s200/DSCF0416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SRmcsAD5hZI/AAAAAAAAAT8/NS3Yiba0fD8/s1600-h/DSCF0417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267413518931035538" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SRmcsAD5hZI/AAAAAAAAAT8/NS3Yiba0fD8/s200/DSCF0417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SRmcr3w4GxI/AAAAAAAAAT0/0JMeeVddyTk/s1600-h/DSCF0418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267413516703767314" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SRmcr3w4GxI/AAAAAAAAAT0/0JMeeVddyTk/s200/DSCF0418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I have gotten a glimpse of what is it going to take to feed 3 boys- A LOT! These boys of ours wreak havoc on our food budget &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt; and they aren't even teenagers!! CJ and I were excited at the thought of having an acre of land to plant a garden, but now we are planning to do a little homesteading as well. In the spring we are going to get some chickens and goats. Originally it was going to be for fun (because we don't have enough to keep us busy ;) ), but now with the Jeffcoat boys' hearty appetites well underway, it will be more for survival. Here are a few pics of Jonah and me getting our garden ready for planting. Since then, we have decided to expand it a little for spring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&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/4536806656718703609-8000264129816296604?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8000264129816296604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=8000264129816296604&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/8000264129816296604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/8000264129816296604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-gotten-glimpse-of-what-is-it.html' title='Jeffcoat Acre'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SRmcs6ggqlI/AAAAAAAAAUM/rHNOIE4HFOc/s72-c/DSCF0415.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-2287880315180254690</id><published>2008-10-30T09:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T09:11:45.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Square!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;On the way to preschool this morning Cole was kicking Jonah's legs in the back seat.  I am trying really hard to not yell at them so much so I turned down the radio and said, "Cole, please stop kicking your brother."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Of course, he continued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Cole, Mommy said to stop kicking your brother and I am not asking.  If you choose to disobey, you will be disciplined for your disobedience."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;He proceeds to tell me all of the reasons he deems it necessary to kick Jonah's feet.  Appealing to the "4 year old oldest brother wanting to please Mommy" mentality I said, "It gives Mommy a sad heart when you are mean to your brothers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Mommy, I don't have a heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"WHAT?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"I have a square."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-2287880315180254690?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2287880315180254690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=2287880315180254690&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/2287880315180254690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/2287880315180254690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-square.html' title='What a Square!'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-6327680451811010008</id><published>2008-10-27T16:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T16:07:19.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh No</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;As treats, the boys get to choose a dum dum sucker out of the bag.  Today we only had 3 left and 2 of them were the same flavor.  It was Jonah's turn to choose first, so he chose the different one.  Cole and Judah got the leftovers.  Cole said, "What flavor is this, Mama?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Butterscotch."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Great (with a sarcastic tone). I get butt-scotch."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I reminded him that at least he got a sucker; and then, yes, I corrected him.  :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-6327680451811010008?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6327680451811010008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=6327680451811010008&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/6327680451811010008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/6327680451811010008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-no.html' title='Oh No'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-7756455720226856768</id><published>2008-10-21T13:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T13:23:57.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy No TV!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SP4dxlO2S6I/AAAAAAAAAS0/617_yO3t-7o/s1600-h/DSCF0406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SP4dxlO2S6I/AAAAAAAAAS0/617_yO3t-7o/s200/DSCF0406.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259674152460503970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SP4dyOjbBUI/AAAAAAAAAS8/7afpFWCMUps/s1600-h/DSCF0425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SP4dyOjbBUI/AAAAAAAAAS8/7afpFWCMUps/s200/DSCF0425.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259674163552650562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SP4dzAtq51I/AAAAAAAAATE/QT_ld9D5blc/s1600-h/DSCF0421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SP4dzAtq51I/AAAAAAAAATE/QT_ld9D5blc/s200/DSCF0421.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259674177017407314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SP4dzi353cI/AAAAAAAAATM/px_tuWuV2CI/s1600-h/DSCF0423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SP4dzi353cI/AAAAAAAAATM/px_tuWuV2CI/s200/DSCF0423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259674186187136450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We don't watch regular TV in the Jeffcoat House.  If you turn on our huge 61 inch TV, there isn't even local channels playing.  We use it for movies we get from Nextflix and video games.  Therefore, I find it absolutely hysterical that my boys are completely enamored with superheroes.  Neither of them have seen either Batman or Spider-Man; yet, this is how they like to play.  Oh, and the primary purpose of the trampoline- as I have been informed- is to "Fly, Mama, we have to fly."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-7756455720226856768?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7756455720226856768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=7756455720226856768&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/7756455720226856768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/7756455720226856768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2008/10/holy-no-tv.html' title='Holy No TV!!!'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SP4dxlO2S6I/AAAAAAAAAS0/617_yO3t-7o/s72-c/DSCF0406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-6457746480147661073</id><published>2008-10-21T12:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T09:14:51.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Action!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We have definitely been a little busy in this Jeffcoat house over the last few months!  I am beginning to feel like I am getting my faculties together after having Olivia.  It has not been as a difficult transition as our last couple of births, but it has certainly seemed to add a lot of extra work.  Dressing, feeding, keeping clean after dressed, and getting out the door with 4 children has definitely required some extra planning.  Many things have fallen by the wayside; blogging is one. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;However, I think we are getting back on schedule.  Stay tuned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-6457746480147661073?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6457746480147661073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=6457746480147661073&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/6457746480147661073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/6457746480147661073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-in-action.html' title='Back in Action!'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-1855518852509412433</id><published>2008-09-15T06:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T05:47:17.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Birthday and an Epiphany</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SM6iqAdHIfI/AAAAAAAAANs/Aj4C62ssePc/s1600-h/DSC03359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SM6iqAdHIfI/AAAAAAAAANs/Aj4C62ssePc/s200/DSC03359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246309458493514226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today is my Judah's 2nd birthday!  I was getting him dressed this morning and had him on top of the kitchen counter because it's just easier with him that way.  In the hustle and bustle of the morning- the other boys running, talking loudly, the TV blaring, me thinking about making CJ's lunch, etc., I looked up and caught a glance of my future: One day soon, my 2 year old will indeed be towering above me as he grows into a man.  Wow!  Looking into his sweet face (while he is pulling at my hair), my eyes swelled with the tears realizing he is my last little boy I will fasten overalls on and my last little one to teach to aim correctly while using the potty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I became overwhelmed with a sense of urgency.  It wasn't to spoil him or buy him all he wanted in this precious stage of life.  It was to make sure I am being the very best mom God has called and equipped me to be.  I felt the urgency to equip him to be the man, friend, husband, and father God has planned for him.  For us, that looks so differently than how the world portrays it.  It actually is anti-world in so many respects.  All Jesus loving parents face the same dilemma:  How do I teach my kids to be in  the world and not of it.  Paul wrote about being transformed by renewing our minds in Romans 12 and how conforming should not even be a goal of ours; yet, as parents, we want our kids to "fit in" and to "look the part."  We want them to be popular, liked, and invited to all of the parties.  But, I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't want the "nice" kids.  I don't want kids who walk on eggshells around others because they might hurt someone's feelings and not get an invitation.  I want my kids to be warriors for truth and to stand up for what God says is right- even if it means not fitting in all of the time.  Am I teaching my kids &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; values?  Will my boys love their wives as Jesus loves the church?  Will they be men after God's own heart?  Or will they be bratty grown ups who pout when life doesn't go their way or they get denied something their flesh wants?  That is why parenting is so tough.  You won't know until they are grown up and have children of their own to reflect what you passed onto them. And even then you aren't sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy birthday, Sweet Judah!  Mommy clings to you a little tighter because you are my last little boy and, selfishly, my last chance to get it right.  I can't wait to see what awesome things our mighty God does with you!  He gave me your &lt;a href="http://www.name-meanings.com/search.php"&gt;name&lt;/a&gt; before we even knew you were a boy.  I pray you will praise Him all the days of your life!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-1855518852509412433?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1855518852509412433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=1855518852509412433&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/1855518852509412433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/1855518852509412433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2008/09/birthday-and-epiphany.html' title='A Birthday and an Epiphany'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SM6iqAdHIfI/AAAAAAAAANs/Aj4C62ssePc/s72-c/DSC03359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-4151853617619446855</id><published>2008-08-20T08:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:46:03.319-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia'/><title type='text'>Revelation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SKwfuCFA6OI/AAAAAAAAANk/HMij3Fd0yxE/s1600-h/DSCF0252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SKwfuCFA6OI/AAAAAAAAANk/HMij3Fd0yxE/s400/DSCF0252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;                You mean there are 3 of them and they live here too!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-4151853617619446855?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4151853617619446855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=4151853617619446855&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/4151853617619446855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/4151853617619446855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2008/08/revelation.html' title='Revelation'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SKwfuCFA6OI/AAAAAAAAANk/HMij3Fd0yxE/s72-c/DSCF0252.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4536806656718703609.post-4717942064495006703</id><published>2008-08-19T09:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T09:13:45.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Clean</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SKrT76XoiSI/AAAAAAAAANI/RsktkxahIgM/s1600-h/DSCF0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SKrT76XoiSI/AAAAAAAAANI/RsktkxahIgM/s320/DSCF0060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236230543005747490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole had his first trip to the dentist recently (Yes, I said "first"- bad mom!). He has no cavities and I really can't believe it with all of the sweets he enjoys.  This is a picture of the hygienist going over all of the tools she uses so he knows what is going on.  He did great!  I was really proud of the way he listened to her and the dentist and didn't pitch a fit when she started cleaning and poking around in his mouth.  I would have taken more pictures, but I felt like the dorky mom snapping the one pic I did take and I didn't want to embarrass him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/BLOG%20DESIGN/ONCEUPONABLOG/sugarsigcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4536806656718703609-4717942064495006703?l=jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4717942064495006703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4536806656718703609&amp;postID=4717942064495006703&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/4717942064495006703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4536806656718703609/posts/default/4717942064495006703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffcoathouse.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-clean.html' title='All Clean'/><author><name>Jeffcoat House</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17674397236518009025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02203817484256334761'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IvnN5TNbOm8/SKrT76XoiSI/AAAAAAAAANI/RsktkxahIgM/s72-c/DSCF0060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry></feed>