<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745</id><updated>2011-10-11T20:17:17.420-06:00</updated><category term='Emma'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Easton'/><category term='baby #3'/><category term='Brady'/><title type='text'>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma*Easton</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-2167028641730640113</id><published>2011-06-30T12:59:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T13:33:42.264-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easton'/><title type='text'>Half way to a year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This year has been going by so fast! I can hardly believe that Easton is now 6 months old! I have slacked on my blog posting so I will show a picture of Easton from Birth to now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A couple of hours old! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 131px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624091103795652418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FBQKMjWMfWY/TgzJD6osp0I/AAAAAAAAA04/12IVaJwHVn4/s320/Easter%2B2011%2B303.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1 month old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 113px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 156px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624091107871139298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3tsKWDXiZhQ/TgzJEJ0XpeI/AAAAAAAAA1A/lTCXpu3ck70/s320/Easton%2B1%2Bmonth%2Bold.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 116px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624091109317313362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3SrSCqU8tU4/TgzJEPNKg1I/AAAAAAAAA1I/wWlNbJgBcwg/s320/Easton_2_months_old.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 114px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624091117056246546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4HAGRy31kE/TgzJEsCRQxI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/z9QConWheVU/s320/Easton%2B3%2Bmonths%2Bold.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624091129083613458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sy37KppYyeU/TgzJFY10URI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/TSTfSfLGGuY/s320/Easton%2B4%2Bmonths%2Bold.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5 months old!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 147px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624093895782845922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9_fWUOG6Jlc/TgzLmbmUTeI/AAAAAAAAA1g/A-L8DIanj1g/s320/Easton%2B5%2Bmonths%2Bold.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;6 months old!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 117px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624093901701817058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HfWIhP7grsc/TgzLmxpgouI/AAAAAAAAA1o/J_y4BvqzpIo/s320/Easton%2B6%2Bmonths%2Bold.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe it! My babies are growing up WAY to fast!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Some things that Easton can do at 6 months old.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*Almost to sit up by himself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*Nurses like a champ!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*He is now over 16lbs!!! (which is sad to say.... 6lbs lighter than his 2 year old sister!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*Very good at grabbing things&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*His hair has fallen out and growing back. He does have a few long hairs on top that I just can't seem to let go of. When his hair is wet, those long hairs do like to curl!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*He loves it when you talk to him (sometimes I will be nursing and talking on the phone and he will stop eating because he thinks that I am talking to him and will talk back!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*He loves to spit and make noises- he likes to hear himself scream!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*He sleeps through the night in the crib and shares a room with Brady&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*He can roll on to his stomach but hasn't figured out how to roll back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*He doesn't have any teeth but is teething right now. His shirts are constantly wet if I forget to put a bib on him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am just a proud mama!! &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/6973904156320805745-2167028641730640113?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/2167028641730640113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2011/06/half-way-to-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2167028641730640113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2167028641730640113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2011/06/half-way-to-year.html' title='Half way to a year!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FBQKMjWMfWY/TgzJD6osp0I/AAAAAAAAA04/12IVaJwHVn4/s72-c/Easter%2B2011%2B303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-1971709340928172129</id><published>2011-01-04T20:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T20:27:19.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easton'/><title type='text'>Introducing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TSPkvY1X4zI/AAAAAAAAAz8/oU5UAqzMOd0/s1600/Easton.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558537867876623154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TSPkvY1X4zI/AAAAAAAAAz8/oU5UAqzMOd0/s320/Easton.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Easton Lee Tucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7lbs 2oz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;20.3/4 inches long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-1971709340928172129?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/1971709340928172129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2011/01/introducing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1971709340928172129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1971709340928172129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2011/01/introducing.html' title='Introducing....'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TSPkvY1X4zI/AAAAAAAAAz8/oU5UAqzMOd0/s72-c/Easton.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-3899960219238339492</id><published>2011-01-04T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T10:06:23.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easton'/><title type='text'>Easton Lee Tucker</title><content type='html'>It has been 4 days since my last post and that was about the beginning stages of my delivery. Continuation of last post...&lt;br /&gt;Around 4pm, my nurse Patty came in because apparently they have monitors out in the hall that checks the babys heartbeat that they can watch and Eastons was up and down. So she came in to adjust the belt monitor around my stomach. When I had a contraction, she noticed his heart rate started to drop. My contractions were getting stronger, so she called in the on call dr, Dr. Lorenz to check me. I had not made any progress. He too started watching the monitor and noticed that something was not right. Patty had to put an oxygen mask on me and another nurse had to come in to give me a shot to calm the contractions. It turns out that every time I would have a contraction, Eastons heart rate would drop a lot. Down into the 60s. Not good. Because I had not dialated very much the best thing for us would be to have an emergency c-section. When I was in labor with Brady and going on 27 hrs of labor, Dr. Chang said if I didn't get to 10cm soon, I would have to have a c-section. I cried. I didn't want that AT ALL. This go round, I was very calm. I am thankful for the power of prayer. My parents still had not arrived and so I was a little worried that they would not get here in time before I went back. Luckily enough I got to see them for maybe 10 minutes and they had me rolled back to the "c-section" room. The whole time I felt very calm. But still had a prayer in my heart that we would be watched over and protected. Thankfully enough I took the spinal tap very well so Jason could be in there with me. It was nice to see a previous co-worker in there helping with the surgery. That was comforting. &lt;br /&gt;It was the weirdest feeling in the world to be numb from my chest down. I wanted to move my legs, or tried to and couldn't feel a thing. In the beginning I felt very nauseus and stared heaving. Thankfully enough nothing came out. They gave me some medicine to called the sickness and from there I felt fine. I couldn't feel them making the incision, all I felt was pressure. Jason thought it was pretty crazy that when they were trying to get him out my body was being pulled up as well. A couple of pulls and tugging and our little Easton was out. A tear of joy fell from my eyes when I heard his first cry. When they brought him to me to see him, all I thought was, "holy cow! He looks just like Brady. Just a skinnier version."&lt;br /&gt;The OR staff was excellent. They laughed, comforted, etc. with me. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to see or hold Easton for about two hrs. They had to take me to a small recovery room and make sure everything was ok. &lt;br /&gt;Easton is a beautiful little boy, with a ton of jet black hair, black eyes, a darker complexion the kids, long arms and legs which makes him have long fingers and toes. Absolutely beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;So with all three of my pregnancies, I have had one of each: Induction, natural and c-section. By far, my favorite is ol'natural! The worst recovery is the c-section. I wanted to cry when they had me to get up for the first time and try walking. The morphine was not doing it for me. Once I got the oral pain meds, I have been so much better. &lt;br /&gt;Life at home is pretty great! Brady, the wanting to know everything, almost 3 year old has had our patience tested. Emma, the one with the motherly instant at almost 3 loves to hold Easton, make sure he has his pacifier and does so good with him. Being home has been great! I love that Jason can take a week off of work to help me. I have 6 weeks to recover. In that time, I can't lift anything heavier than the baby. It has been hard for the kids. We are so thankful to have family so close to help. It is a great blessing. &lt;br /&gt;{Pictures to come soon}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-3899960219238339492?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/3899960219238339492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2011/01/easton-lee-tucker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3899960219238339492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3899960219238339492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2011/01/easton-lee-tucker.html' title='Easton Lee Tucker'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-1458942846169176088</id><published>2010-12-31T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T15:46:45.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby #3'/><title type='text'>It is time....</title><content type='html'>So my little boy is deciding to come after all. He is only 3 days late but that's ok, he is coming!&lt;br /&gt;I woke up around 12:45 because Brady woke up due to a scary dream. Before I went to comfort him, I had to go to the bathroom, but when I got up from the bed, I was a wet. I didn't really know what it was from. I have never had my water break before so I didn't know if that was the cause. I comforted brady and again, I got wet and could feel fluid coming out everyonce in a while. I started reading up on the internet of signs of water breaking.... Some women said it felt like water gushing out and some said it was just trickles here and there. The trickling part was more of my experience. It also mentioned to lay down for 30 min and then get up and if more fluid comes out that is the amniotic fluid not just urine. When I got up not a lot of fluid came out, so I went back to sleep. Oh don't get me wrong, it took me a long time to sleep because I had so much on my mind. &lt;br /&gt;I woke up around 8am; my pad was wet but not that bad. I went about my morning, my contractions were here and there but nothing constant. Around 11am I was starting to get a little worried because I had not felt my baby move since 2 this morning. Mind you, I slept for 6 more hrs so I didn't feel anything at the time. I started worrying. To be honest, I started thinking the worse. We brought the kids over to Jasons parents house. We thought it would be best to go over to the hospital, check the fluid to see if it is amniotic and make the sure the baby is ok. I figured it would be a quick check and go home and eat. Nope!&lt;br /&gt;My water did break and the baby did have a bowl movement, so we have to get that watched and be prepared for when I deliver him. The nurse, Patty put the heart monitor on and wa la, our baby boy is still doing good. Because I am in labor I can't eat. Boo! Because my water broke, apparently you have to deliver within 24hrs of it breaking. So I am thinking we have until 12:45 tonight. We also have to deliver within that time to prevent infection and a c-section. &lt;br /&gt;Around 2:45pm they started me on ptocin, I was dialated a 1-2 cm and 50% effaced. It is now 3:45 and I think the contractions are getting stronger. I do remember the pain, so I know right now I can handle this. We shall see what happens in the next few hrs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-1458942846169176088?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/1458942846169176088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-is-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1458942846169176088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1458942846169176088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-is-time.html' title='It is time....'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-8282977931396940279</id><published>2010-12-23T21:30:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T21:37:44.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brady'/><title type='text'>Rice Krispy House</title><content type='html'>I have always wanted to do a gingerbread house with the kids, but they have always been to young until now! The gingerbread house seemed kind of hard to put together so I found this rice krispy house kit and thought this was perfect. The kit even came with a pan to make the house out of. We were going to decorate the house last night, but Jason didn't get home from church until 9pm. Ya, that was just a little to late for the kids. So, since we had to come into town tonight, Jason thought it was a good idea to make it with his parents. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQiUahF9dI/AAAAAAAAAzw/G700B32fdUs/s1600/untitled5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554101974565516754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQiUahF9dI/AAAAAAAAAzw/G700B32fdUs/s200/untitled5.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQiPbcaIzI/AAAAAAAAAzo/otJCfm6AOQA/s1600/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554101888914957106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQiPbcaIzI/AAAAAAAAAzo/otJCfm6AOQA/s200/untitled4.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jason had to check up on the football game every once in a while!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQiPEv-Q1I/AAAAAAAAAzg/PIBKz4ez3PI/s1600/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554101882823000914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQiPEv-Q1I/AAAAAAAAAzg/PIBKz4ez3PI/s200/untitled3.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love this picture! Both of them working so hard to make their house pretty!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQiO9ZjqpI/AAAAAAAAAzY/0tsoMj0SNzg/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554101880849934994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQiO9ZjqpI/AAAAAAAAAzY/0tsoMj0SNzg/s200/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554101876050335234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQiOrhPlgI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/LUIEa_hj7To/s200/untitled2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The end result! Brady is all about putting things in a line. I love the gum drops lined up across the house! They did a great job, don't you think!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554101877151949666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQiOvn442I/AAAAAAAAAzI/JmmddbNrrVc/s200/untitled6.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-8282977931396940279?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/8282977931396940279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/12/rice-krispy-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8282977931396940279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8282977931396940279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/12/rice-krispy-house.html' title='Rice Krispy House'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQiUahF9dI/AAAAAAAAAzw/G700B32fdUs/s72-c/untitled5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-6380394200657519785</id><published>2010-12-23T21:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T21:30:23.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brady'/><title type='text'>The catcher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQghMu_8WI/AAAAAAAAAzA/rUhO8I15SVw/s1600/being%2Bthe%2Bcatcher.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554099995180790114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQghMu_8WI/AAAAAAAAAzA/rUhO8I15SVw/s320/being%2Bthe%2Bcatcher.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This picture tells a lot about brady. He is our sports lover and is constantly playing some kind of sport at home with his dad, me or grandpa's.  This picture was taken one Sunday evening playing baseball and he had to make sure that he had his catcher attire on. His gloves are pajamas still in the package and his helmit is a fire fighter hat! Oh the imagination! I sure do love this little boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He had told me one day that when he grows up he wants to play baseball, basketball, golf, soccer, tennis and be a cowboy and bull ride. Boy are we going to have our hands full when he grows up!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-6380394200657519785?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/6380394200657519785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/12/catcher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6380394200657519785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6380394200657519785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/12/catcher.html' title='The catcher'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQghMu_8WI/AAAAAAAAAzA/rUhO8I15SVw/s72-c/being%2Bthe%2Bcatcher.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-8383289780358957367</id><published>2010-12-23T21:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T21:23:57.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brady'/><title type='text'>My Little Helpers</title><content type='html'>I sure do enjoy my little helpers. Sometimes they make it easy for me and other times, I have to come back and redo what they did. I am forever grateful for their eagerness to learn and help me every chance they can. Emma is delayed in her speech and so we are constantly talking to her so that one day she can pick up on the sounds. Thankfully her hearing aides have started helping her hear better and she is now up to about 6 words. :) Brady is such a great big brother. Emma will  pull out the silverware from the dishwasher, hand it to him, and he will tell her what she has given him and then he puts it away. (Our speech therapist believes that Emma will learn more from him, then us)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554098027327928914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQeup6UOlI/AAAAAAAAAy4/3lCCoB1VDaA/s320/helping2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy do I really not care to clean the toilets, but I sure do love that my daughter does! Emma is getting alot better about mimmicking (sp?) the things that we do. With my pregnant belly it does get hard sometimes to get the smaller things and Emma will be right there to clean up the rest! She is going to make a great mom one day! I had to take this picture because I actually didn't clean the toilets that day. Her favorite new toy is to get the toilet brush and clean the toilet!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQeuedH6II/AAAAAAAAAyw/AoJjj2chjMI/s1600/helping.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554098024252696706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQeuedH6II/AAAAAAAAAyw/AoJjj2chjMI/s320/helping.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-8383289780358957367?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/8383289780358957367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-little-helpers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8383289780358957367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8383289780358957367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-little-helpers.html' title='My Little Helpers'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQeup6UOlI/AAAAAAAAAy4/3lCCoB1VDaA/s72-c/helping2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-5191285806862346353</id><published>2010-12-23T21:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T21:16:23.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><title type='text'>Pretty in Pink</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQeVJzqLGI/AAAAAAAAAyo/uZMrfZPBSB8/s1600/Pretty%2Bin%2Bpink.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554097589213342818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQeVJzqLGI/AAAAAAAAAyo/uZMrfZPBSB8/s320/Pretty%2Bin%2Bpink.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;This is my pretty in pink little girl Emma! She is now 20 months old and such a doll! We enjoy her very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-5191285806862346353?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/5191285806862346353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/12/pretty-in-pink.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/5191285806862346353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/5191285806862346353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/12/pretty-in-pink.html' title='Pretty in Pink'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/TRQeVJzqLGI/AAAAAAAAAyo/uZMrfZPBSB8/s72-c/Pretty%2Bin%2Bpink.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-3154098699690876605</id><published>2010-12-21T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:09:06.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brady'/><title type='text'>Bradyisms</title><content type='html'>About a month, I would write down some of the things that Brady would say that just crack us up. Here are a few:&lt;br /&gt;*Brady-"I want to watch the deer movie. Mom, where is my gun?"&lt;br /&gt;Mom-why?&lt;br /&gt;Brady-"So I can shoot the deer!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mom-"Brady I have had enough..."&lt;br /&gt;Brady-"What are you talking about?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Brady-"Are the coyotes out right now?"&lt;br /&gt;Mom-"No, it's still light out."&lt;br /&gt;Brady-"The coyotes come out at night. "&lt;br /&gt;Mom-"Ya, they come out to eat naughty boys like you."&lt;br /&gt;Brady-"And mommy, daddy and Emma"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Brady gives me a kiss and then says, "we're married"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"Mommy is having a baby and Emma will when she is married."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*10-18-10-(Had another ultrasound)-Nahnie-"What's your baby brothers name?"&lt;br /&gt;Brady-"Um.... Comet"&lt;br /&gt;(Everything that is ready for the baby, Brady believes it is for baby comet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dad-"Brady, when is Santa coming?"&lt;br /&gt;Brady-"Santa is coming to town!" (While singing the song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dad-"Brady do you know when we celebrate Christmas?"&lt;br /&gt;Brady-"On Thursday!" (I didn't even know he new some of the days of the week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mom-"Brady, now that you went poop in the potty, we need to wipe your butt."&lt;br /&gt;Brady-"Ok. Don't get your hands dirty. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(I am changing my nephews diaper who is 17 months old)&lt;br /&gt;Brady-"Oh, Connor has a penis just like Brady does."&lt;br /&gt;Mom-"Yes, all boys have a penis"&lt;br /&gt;Brady-"Connor has a baby penis and I have a Big Huge Penis!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*12-5-10-Brady-"Its not dark"&lt;br /&gt;Daddy-"It is dark outside."&lt;br /&gt;Brady-"No. It is dark brown"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*12-6-10-Brady-"What is that man doing?"&lt;br /&gt;Nahnie-"He is shoveling dirt."&lt;br /&gt;Brady-"Yah, that's right!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*12-9-10-Brady-"Did Emma go poop?"&lt;br /&gt;Mom-"Yes, Poop and Pee"&lt;br /&gt;Brady-"Gross Emma! Bleh- You just made me puke!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*12-20-10-Mom-"Are you going to sit on and talk to Santa tonight?"&lt;br /&gt;Brady-"Yes"&lt;br /&gt;Mom-"What will you ask Santa for Christmas?"&lt;br /&gt;Brady-"Dinner!"&lt;br /&gt;Mom-"What else?"&lt;br /&gt;Brady-"Strawberries and Oranges!"&lt;br /&gt;(I guess instead of buying gifts we should have just bought him food!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love my little Brady. He cracks me up every day with the things that he says. I can't believe he is going to be 3 in March. My little boy is growing up so fast! He is a 2 1/2 year old who is like going on 10! I will have to post next time of the little smarty pants he is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-3154098699690876605?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/3154098699690876605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/12/bradyisms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3154098699690876605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3154098699690876605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/12/bradyisms.html' title='Bradyisms'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-8993564680089388831</id><published>2010-12-21T14:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T20:28:03.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easton'/><title type='text'>Whats the rush?</title><content type='html'>Writing in my journal has always been a passion of mine. Unfortunately, having two little ones running around and keeping me on my toes, it's hard to get back into it. Having this blog does make it nice for journaling purposes.&lt;br /&gt;It is a bummer that I didn't write anything about this pregnancy. When we found out I was pregnant with Brady we got a journal right away and I wrote all about that pregnancy. With Emma, I did buy a journal and sad to say wrote maybe 3 entries. With baby #3, I just realized the other day that I had not bought a journal for him. Pathetic! I am now 39 weeks today and still no baby. What's the rush?? At last weeks dr appt, I was really thinking that with all of the braxton hicks contrations I have been having that I was dialated at least a cm. Nope! Yesterday at my appt, I was hoping again for some good news. Nope! I still have not dialated.Dr. Chang said this baby doesn't want to come out. He is pretty content where he is. I am happy I can keep him happy there, but this mom is getting VERY uncomfortable. I toss and turn all through the night and I roast! The thermostat is set on 70 degrees and it's so hot. Everyone else is cold! My dr stripped my membranes, this is suppose to help get the process started. I'm crossing my fingers that he comes this week. It is tradition, Dr. Chang delievered both Brady and Emma. He needs to deliever this little boy, who by the way is still nameless. Yikes! I don't have much time left. I always manage have my due date around the time of my drs vacations. If I don't have this baby some time this week, then another doctor will be delivering. My dr is going out of town next week. I hope and pray we have a miracle this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-8993564680089388831?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/8993564680089388831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/12/whats-rush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8993564680089388831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8993564680089388831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/12/whats-rush.html' title='Whats the rush?'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-6141232576394771030</id><published>2010-09-16T14:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T14:32:24.677-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I apologize for the blog neglect. I look at my blog and feel so quilty. It is kind of hard to find the time when you don't have the internet at home. &lt;br /&gt;It has been 5 months since I last posted and a lot has happened since then. A lot of these things I will eventually go into more detail but here is an idea of what has been going on:&lt;br /&gt;*The last sister is getting married and we had her bridal shower in the beginning of May. &lt;br /&gt;*We found out that I was pregnant with #3, we just never told anyone for awhile. &lt;br /&gt;*Jason was called to be the Elders Quorum President-We had stake conference and had the opportunity to eat with one of the General Authority's Elder Foster!&lt;br /&gt;*I was called to be a "Camp Mom" for Girls Camp with the church. &lt;br /&gt;*Tiffanys Bachlorette Party&lt;br /&gt;*Tiffany &amp; Drew "Together Life is Sweeter" Wedding&lt;br /&gt;*Emma had a hearing test. Results: Right ear-mild hearing loss. Left ear-moderate hearing loss&lt;br /&gt;*went to Utah for a wedding. Dallas &amp; Becca&lt;br /&gt;*My Nephew Connor turned 1&lt;br /&gt;*My neice McKenna turned 1&lt;br /&gt;*Roundtree is a service company that comes to my house atleast 3 times a month to provide service for Emma (Physical, speech and occupational therapy) &lt;br /&gt;*Dr. Cuadros had thought Emma had congenital ptosis, which is drooping of the eye lids- we saw a dr from Eye Associates and they said it was nothing to worry about nor does she have a stigmatism (YAY)&lt;br /&gt;*We found out the newest addition to our family is a BOY! We are very excited but we are having a very hard time trying to find a name for him. *My cousin Justin got married to Tammy&lt;br /&gt;*We had a "special" stake conference and got to meet another General Authority- Elder Anderson. Such a great opportunity. &lt;br /&gt;*We finally got Emma scheduled for hearing aides. She should have gotten them when she was atleast 6months old, she is now 17 months old. &lt;br /&gt;*My little babies are growing up so quick! Brady is 2 and a half and like going on 6! Emma is 17 months old and looks like she is 12 months old. She will always be my petite girl!&lt;br /&gt;*A few more weeks and Emma gets to attend nursery at church. YAY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Jason's hunt&lt;br /&gt;*Papa's Birthday (my dad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few days out of the week where I don't have to go anywhere- most of the time it is spent cleaning.I really do enjoy being home and I am forever grateful that Jason does have a job to make that possible. I really do hope to be better with my blog-in due time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-6141232576394771030?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/6141232576394771030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-apologize-for-blog-neglect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6141232576394771030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6141232576394771030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-apologize-for-blog-neglect.html' title=''/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-895281786560519001</id><published>2010-04-04T20:23:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T20:42:29.096-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><title type='text'>Suture Removal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lKgr4SXxI/AAAAAAAAAyE/XHxvWvEPywA/s1600/tucker+family+misc+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456474348931145490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lKgr4SXxI/AAAAAAAAAyE/XHxvWvEPywA/s200/tucker+family+misc+165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love her hands. I just love every inch of her.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456474387056873554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lKi56K0FI/AAAAAAAAAyM/ZSf8PYux500/s200/tucker+family+misc+166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456474389410272434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lKjCrQ1LI/AAAAAAAAAyU/u2fDo4-QjYY/s200/tucker+family+misc+167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have known that she just got her stitches out? She was happy as can be once she woke up.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456474331675203682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lKfrmJmGI/AAAAAAAAAx8/cXigXE34i-A/s200/tucker+family+misc+164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456474324152171682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lKfPkhPKI/AAAAAAAAAx0/shbgkNvEeDo/s200/tucker+family+misc+163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When doctor Cuadros called me back to the recovery room, I saw her laying there and it was so different compared to last time. I figured that she would wake up fast, but she just layed there asleep. I think it had to have been 30 min to an hour when she finally woke up. I felt sorry for my mom and Brady because with the H1n1 stuff going around, they wouldn't let Brady in the hospital. So, my mom and him hung out in the van watching movies. The nurse helping Emma, started pulling off the cords and such and that caused her to wake up. She recovered very well. We will have to go back in a few months to fix the tip of her lip. One of the stitches fell out and sense Emma's doctor is such a perfectionist, we will be going back to get it fixed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and as an update: Her last and hopefully the last surgery will be July 6, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-895281786560519001?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/895281786560519001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/04/suture-removal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/895281786560519001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/895281786560519001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/04/suture-removal.html' title='Suture Removal'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lKgr4SXxI/AAAAAAAAAyE/XHxvWvEPywA/s72-c/tucker+family+misc+165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-8099756862769404336</id><published>2010-04-04T19:56:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T15:39:14.683-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><title type='text'>More pics of Emma's surgery</title><content type='html'>Sorry the pictures are out of order....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma was so out of it! I really do hate to see my baby in pain. Thankfully this time, I was more prepared.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lHZakIK2I/AAAAAAAAAxU/CyoT64oK53Y/s1600/tucker+family+misc+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456470925489220450" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lHZakIK2I/AAAAAAAAAxU/CyoT64oK53Y/s200/tucker+family+misc+159.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lHaAZIlGI/AAAAAAAAAxs/lMBN_6YpBmg/s1600/tucker+family+misc+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456470935643657314" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lHaAZIlGI/AAAAAAAAAxs/lMBN_6YpBmg/s200/tucker+family+misc+160.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456470926959739026" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lHZgCugJI/AAAAAAAAAxc/HeKDoaXtyl4/s200/tucker+family+misc+161.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Say Cheese!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lGFWlBzhI/AAAAAAAAAxE/5FzNr8k8OBY/s1600/tucker+family+misc+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456469481310244370" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lGFWlBzhI/AAAAAAAAAxE/5FzNr8k8OBY/s200/tucker+family+misc+157.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brady entertaining us while we were waiting for the doctor to tell us they were done.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lGFjJCagI/AAAAAAAAAxM/d0j1SrVrRn4/s1600/tucker+family+misc+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456469484682504706" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lGFjJCagI/AAAAAAAAAxM/d0j1SrVrRn4/s200/tucker+family+misc+158.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456469474029629666" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lGE7dMcOI/AAAAAAAAAw8/5CqETUZ9d4E/s200/tucker+family+misc+156.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;*************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456468055696548450" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lEyXwPImI/AAAAAAAAAwc/7NQDvLzrgR4/s200/tucker+family+misc+151.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;Again, Emma had to fast for her surgery and so in the mean time to keep her occupied, Jason would put her on his shoulders and boy did she get alot of attention! All of the nurses would stop to talk to her through the glass.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lE0c0n3aI/AAAAAAAAAw0/93hbQ5rEAq8/s1600/tucker+family+misc+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456468091416862114" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lE0c0n3aI/AAAAAAAAAw0/93hbQ5rEAq8/s200/tucker+family+misc+155.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 200px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456468077863157954" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lEzqVKwMI/AAAAAAAAAws/BLXHmRWFOTY/s200/tucker+family+misc+154.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emma sure does love her daddy!&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456468069096456386" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lEzJrBgMI/AAAAAAAAAwk/5hbmoOJFess/s200/tucker+family+misc+153.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-8099756862769404336?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/8099756862769404336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/04/more-pics-of-emmas-surgery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8099756862769404336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8099756862769404336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/04/more-pics-of-emmas-surgery.html' title='More pics of Emma&apos;s surgery'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7lHZakIK2I/AAAAAAAAAxU/CyoT64oK53Y/s72-c/tucker+family+misc+159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-2501340751796538264</id><published>2010-04-04T19:07:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T20:28:26.061-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brady'/><title type='text'>Brady is a great helper</title><content type='html'>Brady is such a great helper! I have learned to be patient with him helping me, he has got to learn and in order for him to learn and prepare for when he is older, I have to step back and let him do it himself.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7k5J_s42AI/AAAAAAAAAwU/rTVCHNxMe-E/s1600/tucker+family+misc+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456455267417380866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7k5J_s42AI/AAAAAAAAAwU/rTVCHNxMe-E/s200/tucker+family+misc+179.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7k5JvrwMbI/AAAAAAAAAwM/jviwf0V_Vhk/s1600/tucker+family+misc+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456455263117652402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7k5JvrwMbI/AAAAAAAAAwM/jviwf0V_Vhk/s200/tucker+family+misc+180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is after the dishes were done in the dishwasher. Again, I have to step back and let him put away the utensils. I was so proud, the other day, he grabbed a sharp knife and actually knew where to put it. (with my help of course!) Then once the knife was taken care of, he grabbed a mixing bowl from the bottom part of the dishwasher and actually opened the right cabinet, where it goes. I was impressed.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456454489371678962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7k4ctQVmPI/AAAAAAAAAv8/8UhKbwkLAlQ/s200/tucker+family+misc+169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456454485315310418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7k4ceJOU1I/AAAAAAAAAv0/IU3u5rJKkcs/s200/tucker+family+misc+170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456454503031788146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7k4dgJKUnI/AAAAAAAAAwE/JpYv9Z9Fd00/s200/tucker+family+misc+168.jpg" /&gt;I of course, put the utensils up right, once we were done unloading the dishwasher! And he left the kitchen!&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/6973904156320805745-2501340751796538264?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/2501340751796538264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/04/brady-is-great-helper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2501340751796538264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2501340751796538264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/04/brady-is-great-helper.html' title='Brady is a great helper'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7k5J_s42AI/AAAAAAAAAwU/rTVCHNxMe-E/s72-c/tucker+family+misc+179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-6072772562443988685</id><published>2010-04-04T18:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T20:29:03.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><title type='text'>Emma standing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One afternoon when Emma finished her nap, I decided stand her up, just to see how she would do. She actually did really good. She still can't stand by herself unless she has help.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7k2G3CDGFI/AAAAAAAAAvc/wsCDK10aIpc/s1600/tucker+family+misc+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456451915015723090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7k2G3CDGFI/AAAAAAAAAvc/wsCDK10aIpc/s200/tucker+family+misc+120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE her smile&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7k2Gka9zUI/AAAAAAAAAvU/xoo4YnG7zxo/s1600/tucker+family+misc+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456451910019960130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7k2Gka9zUI/AAAAAAAAAvU/xoo4YnG7zxo/s200/tucker+family+misc+119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456451932103784738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7k2H2sKOSI/AAAAAAAAAvs/vG9Oy325Pno/s200/tucker+family+misc+122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loved grabbing for her ladybug mobile.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456451924625596098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7k2Ha1OHsI/AAAAAAAAAvk/lrBemP2QBsc/s200/tucker+family+misc+121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456451892646986066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7k2Fjs7QVI/AAAAAAAAAvM/eqfJVpziwrc/s200/tucker+family+misc+118.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-6072772562443988685?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/6072772562443988685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/04/emma-standing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6072772562443988685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6072772562443988685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/04/emma-standing.html' title='Emma standing'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7k2G3CDGFI/AAAAAAAAAvc/wsCDK10aIpc/s72-c/tucker+family+misc+120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-3752574185432255578</id><published>2010-04-03T16:53:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T18:51:23.198-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Make-up Mishap</title><content type='html'>One morning while I was folding laundry on my bed, I had heard some noises in my bathroom. I peek through and low and behold it was Brady. I automatically knew what he was doing. It is just so funny that I should have went in the bathroom and taken away what he had, but I couldn't help take a couple of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is putting on my mascara. He has watched me one too many times, put my makeup on standing in front of that mirror. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fMxgI29VI/AAAAAAAAAvE/Gt0wlAcnUrM/s1600/IMG00486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456054624395392338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fMxgI29VI/AAAAAAAAAvE/Gt0wlAcnUrM/s200/IMG00486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456054620653028114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fMxSMnAxI/AAAAAAAAAu8/KvtcIKMaItc/s200/IMG00487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; What is kind of funny is that Brady put it in the right area of his face. He has such long eye lashes that he actually got mascara on them!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456054618373249106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fMxJtEWFI/AAAAAAAAAu0/tpjUXFs6ctw/s200/IMG00488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is showing me that he was putting on Nahnie's lipstick.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456049738857529378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fIVIF3QCI/AAAAAAAAAuU/PuYtIRv3UMY/s200/tucker+family+misc+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456049733614502578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fIU0j1ArI/AAAAAAAAAuM/EfhjXzLG_20/s200/tucker+family+misc+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;One morning, I was on hold with the City of Farmington to pay my electric bill and why I left the table, I am not sure... Probably to help Emma with something... When I came back to the table because I was not on hold anymore to give them my credit card info, I find Brady in my purse. I always keep my blush, lipstick, mascara and eye lash curler in my purse... You never know when I will need it; anywho, I find Brady with mascara and lipstick all over his mouth. The lady on the other line, couldn't help but laugh.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456049743423715778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fIVZGhucI/AAAAAAAAAuc/MLVJCHKnNP0/s200/tucker+family+misc+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456049757107022738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fIWME4a5I/AAAAAAAAAus/N3097gQiB3Q/s200/tucker+family+misc+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456049752676840770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fIV7kpNUI/AAAAAAAAAuk/_8CwDzJDU9E/s200/tucker+family+misc+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-3752574185432255578?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/3752574185432255578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/04/make-up-mishap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3752574185432255578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3752574185432255578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/04/make-up-mishap.html' title='Make-up Mishap'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fMxgI29VI/AAAAAAAAAvE/Gt0wlAcnUrM/s72-c/IMG00486.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-5306143356842184845</id><published>2010-04-03T16:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T20:29:26.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>Oh My Gosh! I just realized that I never posted about Valentines Day and that was a couple of months ago. Goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend had posted about this craft she made for the Valentines Holiday. I saw it and fell in love! Ever since I have been home with my kids, I for some reason have been wanting to become more crafty. I am horrible because I am not that creative but I was really happy with the way the this project turned out. It is hearts on a string, strung from the ceiling. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fEjMpjYnI/AAAAAAAAAuE/jkJs029DDDM/s1600/tucker+family+misc+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456045582552621682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fEjMpjYnI/AAAAAAAAAuE/jkJs029DDDM/s200/tucker+family+misc+102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fEQGDGGzI/AAAAAAAAAt8/oArzFLEXHBM/s1600/tucker+family+misc+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456045254363192114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fEQGDGGzI/AAAAAAAAAt8/oArzFLEXHBM/s200/tucker+family+misc+101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emma 10 months old and so stinkin' cute!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fEPveoEOI/AAAAAAAAAt0/jlamPRQsU7M/s1600/10+MONTHS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456045248304648418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fEPveoEOI/AAAAAAAAAt0/jlamPRQsU7M/s200/10+MONTHS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For breakfast, Jason made heart shaped pancakes with pink food coloring! I do enjoy that he likes to cook/bake. Brady sure does love pancakes.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456045243955938082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fEPfR0AyI/AAAAAAAAAts/O_MY_Ins38o/s200/tucker+family+misc+108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Valentines I didn't get to extravagent for gifts. Just a stuffed animal and skittles for Brady and nail polish for Emma. It was kind of funny because when they woke up, Brady found the gifts right away and didn't care to much about the stuffed dog. He was just so excited about the skittles.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456045238812910946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fEPMHnpWI/AAAAAAAAAtk/B9qTXmqAPao/s200/tucker+family+misc+107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456045229968719842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fEOrK__-I/AAAAAAAAAtc/CRrj5Q9r1lQ/s200/tucker+family+misc+106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-5306143356842184845?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/5306143356842184845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/04/valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/5306143356842184845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/5306143356842184845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/04/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fEjMpjYnI/AAAAAAAAAuE/jkJs029DDDM/s72-c/tucker+family+misc+102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-3087370597870338558</id><published>2010-03-21T20:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T20:04:54.775-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I am so behind on blogging but I posted about 10 different posts... Enjoy. More to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-3087370597870338558?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/3087370597870338558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-so-behind-on-blogging-but-i-posted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3087370597870338558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3087370597870338558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-so-behind-on-blogging-but-i-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-8439100432672289208</id><published>2010-03-21T19:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T20:02:33.052-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One night, more than likely we had come home from our parents house and Emma had fallen asleep on the way. When we had taken her out of carseat to change her and put her to bed, she was so tired that she just rolled over and stayed asleep on her face. I thought it was so cute that Jason wanted to sleep next to her.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bOCahGqcI/AAAAAAAAAtM/6sNXcQM1eeM/s1600-h/IMG00374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451270939851794882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bOCahGqcI/AAAAAAAAAtM/6sNXcQM1eeM/s200/IMG00374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emma and her cousin Connor... Need I say more?!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bOBwkWZZI/AAAAAAAAAtE/2FoxkIvDHbU/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451270928591119762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bOBwkWZZI/AAAAAAAAAtE/2FoxkIvDHbU/s200/tucker+family+misc+143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brady and Emma one morning were playing together and Brady thought it would be fun to put Emma's dress hats on her. Don't you love their pajamas? No, Emma is not pulling herself up yet, I had to stand her up, but she does good staying there.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bOBpyZa_I/AAAAAAAAAs8/FIArmJQLur8/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451270926770990066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bOBpyZa_I/AAAAAAAAAs8/FIArmJQLur8/s200/tucker+family+misc+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stuck Brady and Emma in Brady's room for some quiet time and have them read their books. A picture is worth a thousand words!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bOA-_VURI/AAAAAAAAAs0/uv9Ek_1on8Q/s1600-h/IMG00389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451270915282522386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bOA-_VURI/AAAAAAAAAs0/uv9Ek_1on8Q/s200/IMG00389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One evening Jason was calming Brady down by pulling up the internet on his phone pictures of tractors. He wanted to see Green ones, Yellow ones, Red ones, etc... Brady loves to look at tractors, animals, etc...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bOAhMZDGI/AAAAAAAAAss/GcPO96cHI4g/s1600-h/IMG00425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451270907284229218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bOAhMZDGI/AAAAAAAAAss/GcPO96cHI4g/s200/IMG00425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-8439100432672289208?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/8439100432672289208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/03/precious-moments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8439100432672289208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8439100432672289208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/03/precious-moments.html' title='Precious Moments'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bOCahGqcI/AAAAAAAAAtM/6sNXcQM1eeM/s72-c/IMG00374.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-7473418265742419140</id><published>2010-03-21T19:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T19:30:46.385-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Crap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bG07mcofI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Uz2wJtwwMPY/s1600-h/Oh+Crap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451263011633013234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bG07mcofI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Uz2wJtwwMPY/s320/Oh+Crap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry this is a little disgusting but worth blogging. One afternoon, Emma had a major blow out. I let her finish before I changed her; boy was it hard to take the onesie off without getting it every where. Yes, I ended up having to throw the onesie away because there was no hope for it. As you can see it, it got all the way up on her face. I got her naked and had to rinse her in the shower. It is so crazy how much can come out of a little girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-7473418265742419140?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/7473418265742419140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-crap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/7473418265742419140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/7473418265742419140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-crap.html' title='Oh Crap!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bG07mcofI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Uz2wJtwwMPY/s72-c/Oh+Crap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-4950821022708981476</id><published>2010-03-21T19:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T19:23:08.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby wanna be</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bF15PVwQI/AAAAAAAAAsc/HIwIIgDbSdQ/s1600-h/baby+wanna+be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451261928667463938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bF15PVwQI/AAAAAAAAAsc/HIwIIgDbSdQ/s320/baby+wanna+be.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma doesn't use a pacifier anymore, but my nephew connor does. One morning I watched Connor for my sister Terica and Brady wanted to be a baby like Connor. I have Emma's old pacifiers on the bottom shelf and Brady loves to come and show me. I think some times he does it because he knows that I don't like it. Thankfully, he only likes to play with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-4950821022708981476?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/4950821022708981476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/03/baby-wanna-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4950821022708981476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4950821022708981476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/03/baby-wanna-be.html' title='Baby wanna be'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bF15PVwQI/AAAAAAAAAsc/HIwIIgDbSdQ/s72-c/baby+wanna+be.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-6152282267485810451</id><published>2010-03-21T19:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T19:19:13.014-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Generations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had the opportunity to take  a 5 generation picture back in January for Ashli's wedding. I am very thankful for my family and the ability to make this possible.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bEw2vdk6I/AAAAAAAAAsU/MWc0rhYcbP8/s1600-h/5+generations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451260742585914274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bEw2vdk6I/AAAAAAAAAsU/MWc0rhYcbP8/s320/5+generations.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Top to Bottom: Me, My mom, My grandma aka Nena, My great-grandma Nana, Emma and Brady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-6152282267485810451?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/6152282267485810451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/03/5-generations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6152282267485810451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6152282267485810451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/03/5-generations.html' title='5 Generations'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6bEw2vdk6I/AAAAAAAAAsU/MWc0rhYcbP8/s72-c/5+generations.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-5226267496936856020</id><published>2010-03-21T18:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T19:14:48.724-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Faces of Emma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you can tell, these pictures was before her 2nd lip repair.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6a5_9JUTkI/AAAAAAAAAsE/fRVNwFxu1mg/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451248907375103554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6a5_9JUTkI/AAAAAAAAAsE/fRVNwFxu1mg/s200/tucker+family+misc+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6a5_sNI6YI/AAAAAAAAAr8/LMgkQr3nrx0/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451248902827731330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6a5_sNI6YI/AAAAAAAAAr8/LMgkQr3nrx0/s200/tucker+family+misc+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so stinkin' funny.... Emma loves to squint her eyes and give the biggest grin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6a6ATdgrjI/AAAAAAAAAsM/7Cks7_Mkrbo/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451248913365380658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6a6ATdgrjI/AAAAAAAAAsM/7Cks7_Mkrbo/s200/tucker+family+misc+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma has such wild hair! Please excuse it, this was her eating for breakfast!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451248897080778290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6a5_Wy9XjI/AAAAAAAAAr0/1uN8TjTb-CE/s200/tucker+family+misc+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-5226267496936856020?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/5226267496936856020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/03/faces-of-emma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/5226267496936856020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/5226267496936856020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/03/faces-of-emma.html' title='Faces of Emma'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6a5_9JUTkI/AAAAAAAAAsE/fRVNwFxu1mg/s72-c/tucker+family+misc+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-4582953100977804481</id><published>2010-03-21T18:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T16:34:29.397-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The next Bobby Flay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brady likes to get his water from his cup and put in a pot and says he is cooking!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fCM6aX6TI/AAAAAAAAAtU/I1JJ5CJr7Ag/s1600/tucker+family+misc+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456043000676739378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fCM6aX6TI/AAAAAAAAAtU/I1JJ5CJr7Ag/s200/tucker+family+misc+189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6a0JUSU9AI/AAAAAAAAArs/FSQMZ3G2xEI/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451242471135966210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6a0JUSU9AI/AAAAAAAAArs/FSQMZ3G2xEI/s320/tucker+family+misc+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451242461195922866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6a0IvQb7bI/AAAAAAAAArc/FI6t7h4vhZc/s320/next+bobby+flay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6a0I6hmErI/AAAAAAAAArk/_k76awcg9WM/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451242464220680882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6a0I6hmErI/AAAAAAAAArk/_k76awcg9WM/s320/tucker+family+misc+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.. the pictures messed up just a bit, owell! Brady has become very independent lately. As you can see from the pictures, he has to be the one to peel his carrots (he loves fruit and vegetables) and when he has done what he can, then he asks for help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One morning, instead of eating his bowl of kix for breakfast, he grabbed a pan and wanted to make his own breakfast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom has gotten other pictures of Brady with his apron on and a spatula in his hand. One evening while we were making dinner at my parents house, my mom found Brady in the appliance pantry pouring his cup of water in the sauce pan and stirring it, then would put the lid on, take it off, stir it, again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-4582953100977804481?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/4582953100977804481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/03/next-bobby-flay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4582953100977804481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4582953100977804481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/03/next-bobby-flay.html' title='The next Bobby Flay!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S7fCM6aX6TI/AAAAAAAAAtU/I1JJ5CJr7Ag/s72-c/tucker+family+misc+189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-6001444361071451998</id><published>2010-03-21T17:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T18:01:41.611-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Progress....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6aypz5CbqI/AAAAAAAAArU/NX28ZRa7FaQ/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451240830352387746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6aypz5CbqI/AAAAAAAAArU/NX28ZRa7FaQ/s320/tucker+family+misc+173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still no crawling but now she gets up on all fours and just stays there and is not sure what to do after that. When she gets in the "stink bug" position she starts crying because she can't move. On the plus side, she loves to walk with help. When she walks, she looks like she has peg legs! She doesn't like to be held; she wants so bad to be mobile. Until then.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-6001444361071451998?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/6001444361071451998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/03/making-progress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6001444361071451998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6001444361071451998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/03/making-progress.html' title='Making Progress....'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S6aypz5CbqI/AAAAAAAAArU/NX28ZRa7FaQ/s72-c/tucker+family+misc+173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-1994462964867805320</id><published>2010-02-26T16:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T16:15:33.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Close!!!</title><content type='html'>She is finally getting so close to crawling! Emma is now at the point where she gets up on her knees and starts rocking. When she tries to move forward, she just flops to the ground. She hates to just sit on the floor; when I put her down, she locks her knees and wont sit. I know she wants to get around. I have come to realize that she does not like to be alone, she wants to be where every body is. It has been almost a week; lets give her a couple more days, hopefully not weeks, when she is crawling everywhere!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 181px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442693485438786178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S4hU42zpWoI/AAAAAAAAArM/G303W5XdDT4/s200/IMG00470.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-1994462964867805320?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/1994462964867805320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-close.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1994462964867805320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1994462964867805320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-close.html' title='So Close!!!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S4hU42zpWoI/AAAAAAAAArM/G303W5XdDT4/s72-c/IMG00470.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-1678571149336650476</id><published>2010-02-19T18:44:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T18:52:03.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brady is a hard worker</title><content type='html'>It was such a beautiful day outside yesterday and so my parents took the opportunity to prune trees and start preparing for Spring. My dad needed to add another sprinkler, because one spot of the grass wasn't getting as much water. Brady thought it would be fun to help. My parents even bought his own shovel and Brady was ready to work. Brady sure does love helping his papa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S38-65hXCCI/AAAAAAAAAq8/qxZOweqxLRM/s1600-h/IMG00466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 152px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440136056480925730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S38-65hXCCI/AAAAAAAAAq8/qxZOweqxLRM/s200/IMG00466.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S38-6Vp-0mI/AAAAAAAAAq0/evlbSWLIr-M/s1600-h/IMG00465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 152px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440136046853411426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S38-6Vp-0mI/AAAAAAAAAq0/evlbSWLIr-M/s200/IMG00465.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 152px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440136039597538274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S38-56oC--I/AAAAAAAAAqs/nAA_g5iu3BU/s200/IMG00464.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440136030894622258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S38-5aNHBjI/AAAAAAAAAqk/mIFXS_Wii2c/s200/IMG00463.jpg" /&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/6973904156320805745-1678571149336650476?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/1678571149336650476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/02/brady-is-hard-worker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1678571149336650476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1678571149336650476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/02/brady-is-hard-worker.html' title='Brady is a hard worker'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S38-65hXCCI/AAAAAAAAAq8/qxZOweqxLRM/s72-c/IMG00466.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-5246563516308161963</id><published>2010-02-19T17:45:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T18:44:23.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma's Surgery</title><content type='html'>Well the time has finally come for Emma to have her 2nd and last surgery. We went up Tuesday afternoon to prepare Emma for what is to come. She had to start fasting by 1:00 a.m. Wednesday morning. We didn't want her to be hungry like she was the last time, so pretty much every hour, we were getting her to eat something. I believe that she was finally full by 11pm. So, Tuesday night made for a long night. Emma went to bed around 11pm and Brady was still wide awake. There must be something in hotel air, because he is not like this at home. It was good that we were still awake at that time because my grandma aka Nena drove from Snowflake, AZ (about 4hr drive) to be there for Emma and that was the time she got in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had set my alarm for 4:45am, but Brady decided to wake up at 4am. My dad was knocking on the door because they couldn't get him back to sleep. It's mom to the rescue! We put a movie on, on my laptop and by 5:30am when Jason, Emma and I were leaving for the hospital, Brady was still awake! Bob and Lillie met us there, we got Emma checked in and this time they didn't have other patients because it was in and out! We got Emma changed into her gown and waiting for the doctors as they prepared for her surgery. Luckily, this time, Emma has a bigger stomach and did very well as she was waiting. Towards the end was when she started getting fussy. When Jason put her on his shoulders, the nurses would love on Emma and she forgot about being hungry. We have come to the conclusion, that she likes the attention! All the nurses commented about her! The nurse that was helping up even commented that she wished she had a camera to take a picture of her, frame it and hang it on her wall! We all agree with the nurses.... Emma is so adorable! :) Just before the procedure, Dr. Cuadros had mentioned that because Emma did such a great job the first time, depending on how well she recovers, she might be able to come home the same day. As he puts it... If she can cry at the hospital, she can cry at home. The procedure took two hours and this time took forever, or so I thought. Just as I was falling asleep, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr. Cuadros comes into the waiting room, saying the surgery went well, she is now waking up and she is screaming your name. She loves to say "DADA, DADA."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is so hard to see your babies in pain. I had gotten Emma first, she was really fussy and wouldn't sit still. They gave her tylenol through the IV and she was out within seconds. She would open her eyes and close them and you could tell that she was out of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440125308230321298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S381JRKuRJI/AAAAAAAAAqc/pkNHndnyL6o/s200/IMG00459.jpg" /&gt;Once she was some what alert, we decided to go ahead and try and give her a bottle. It was been along time since she has eaten and from past experience, the bottle was the first choice. She was a little out of it at first, but was able to drink a little bit. Once they saw that she was drinking, they undid the wrap and took the IV out. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(she now has a little bruise on her hand) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440125298287538466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S381IsILcSI/AAAAAAAAAqU/myOTXBzp-nc/s200/IMG00460.jpg" /&gt;Dr. Cuadros came and got us at 9:30am and around 11:30 am we were leaving the hospital. Yep, it was that fast! We didn't think it was going to be until later that afternoon. I was a little bummed that not that many pictures were taken and unfortunately, the family who came to didn't even really get to see Emma until we got to the hospital entrance, waiting for Jason to get the car. Emma was fussy when we were leaving the room, but once we got in the wheelchair, she was loving it. It totally calmed her down. This time I was more prepared and got her medicince before the surgery. I was fine when we left the hospital, until we got back to the hotel to get our stuff when Emma kept crying and was fussy. I just broke down into tears; that when I felt really overwhelmed. She also got new tubes put in her ears. Just the closing of the car doors was a bit too much for her. I guess when they put new tubes, it released all the pressure built up and made sounds really sensitive. Thankfully, she slept most of the way. When she did start crying, I would get her tylenol together and then she was out before I could give her some. As you can see from the picture below, she needed a really good nap, changed diaper and was herself again.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440125282313770194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S381HwnvFNI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Ek9kLwndQgY/s200/IMG00461.jpg" /&gt;Just as I got her all changed, she was getting fussy again and so I decided to go ahead and give her tylenol with codeine to calm the pain. Within seconds, she was fine and as you can see she looked out of it. Thankfully for both of us, we got an hour nap!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440125269912744658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S381HCbGctI/AAAAAAAAAqE/HY89L9BX7oM/s200/IMG00462.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a side note, it is now Friday and Emma is doing great! We are suppose to give her the tylenol with codeine when needed and honestly, she has not been needing it very much. She has been sleeping through the night and even slept through the night on Wednesday (day of surgery). She does not care for the drops put into her ear and actually opens her mouth for more tylenol! Cleaning the stitches is kind of hard, because she likes to move and I don't want to hurt her. I believe now with the tubes, she can hear better. She is now adding more sounds to her speech.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will add more pictures from my camera later. These pictures were taken from my phone and only what I had at the moment.&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/6973904156320805745-5246563516308161963?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/5246563516308161963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/02/emmas-surgery.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/5246563516308161963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/5246563516308161963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/02/emmas-surgery.html' title='Emma&apos;s Surgery'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S381JRKuRJI/AAAAAAAAAqc/pkNHndnyL6o/s72-c/IMG00459.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-5005065378665787541</id><published>2010-02-16T21:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T22:02:45.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Coloring Mishap!</title><content type='html'>Oh Brady! Oh Brady! One afternoon while I was getting Emma all freshened up, Brady decided to wonder and let his imagination roam! As you all may have noticed, when your little wonders off and is really quite, you know he is into something.... but what? I had an appt to go to and while I was waiting for my mom, Brady comes running into the living room wanting to show me his surprise! AAAAHHHHHH!!!!!! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tzZ5XMXwI/AAAAAAAAAp8/qxJmvS3WyCY/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439067863712030466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tzZ5XMXwI/AAAAAAAAAp8/qxJmvS3WyCY/s200/tucker+family+misc+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is just so funny that even though I wanted to scream because he just got food coloring EVERYWHERE, I couldn't help but the first thing be is take a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tzYSLpWiI/AAAAAAAAApc/c1cM0ukPCnQ/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439067836014746146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tzYSLpWiI/AAAAAAAAApc/c1cM0ukPCnQ/s200/tucker+family+misc+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tzZr22q8I/AAAAAAAAAp0/C3rucmReo6g/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439067860086729666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tzZr22q8I/AAAAAAAAAp0/C3rucmReo6g/s200/tucker+family+misc+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This little spot, was an example of the trail from the cabinet where the food coloring was to end of the kitchen, stopping at the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tzZDULnnI/AAAAAAAAAps/rNwrSJDOzio/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439067849203883634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tzZDULnnI/AAAAAAAAAps/rNwrSJDOzio/s200/tucker+family+misc+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tzY2t9E8I/AAAAAAAAApk/gNShd2ezOhA/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439067845822321602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tzY2t9E8I/AAAAAAAAApk/gNShd2ezOhA/s200/tucker+family+misc+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily enough my dad came with my mom and so he was able to stay with Brady while my mom, Emma and I went to our appointment. We had to throw Brady in the tub before it stained. My dad is so awesome; when I came home, the mess was cleaned up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-5005065378665787541?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/5005065378665787541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/02/food-coloring-mishap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/5005065378665787541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/5005065378665787541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/02/food-coloring-mishap.html' title='Food Coloring Mishap!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tzZ5XMXwI/AAAAAAAAAp8/qxJmvS3WyCY/s72-c/tucker+family+misc+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-1611813257086437037</id><published>2010-02-16T21:01:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T19:07:51.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rub a dub dub!!</title><content type='html'>They do love taking a bath! They love playing with their toys, sucking on the wash cloth (why? I don't know) reading the water book, Brady loves washing his body and dumping the water on Emma's head. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Sometimes to make the time go by fast before bed, I let them take a bath, instead of just hanging out!)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440139562292951410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S39CG9sFOXI/AAAAAAAAArE/aj6uW4LTh6E/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439058651229431074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3trBqMLpSI/AAAAAAAAApU/jjETfPZ8glo/s200/tucker+family+misc+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439058634864616850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3trAtOgZZI/AAAAAAAAAo8/ygaHtC7iFH4/s200/tucker+family+misc+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439058644930216690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3trBSuVQvI/AAAAAAAAApM/u7957Ui6Wkg/s200/tucker+family+misc+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439058636403119810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3trAy9UFsI/AAAAAAAAApE/A8wL94dLSl8/s200/tucker+family+misc+001.jpg" /&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/6973904156320805745-1611813257086437037?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/1611813257086437037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/02/rub-dub-dub.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1611813257086437037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1611813257086437037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/02/rub-dub-dub.html' title='Rub a dub dub!!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S39CG9sFOXI/AAAAAAAAArE/aj6uW4LTh6E/s72-c/Jason+Family+Misc+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-996036410364222277</id><published>2010-02-16T17:34:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T18:46:48.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mesa Temple at night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tJlxRqhZI/AAAAAAAAAm8/oKsU_GSVw48/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439021888211420562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tJlxRqhZI/AAAAAAAAAm8/oKsU_GSVw48/s200/tucker+family+misc+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tJlgmrg5I/AAAAAAAAAm0/xF-SxThJiXc/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439021883736163218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tJlgmrg5I/AAAAAAAAAm0/xF-SxThJiXc/s200/tucker+family+misc+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tJkuw98EI/AAAAAAAAAmk/o-ekRxnS-fc/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439021870357540930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tJkuw98EI/AAAAAAAAAmk/o-ekRxnS-fc/s200/tucker+family+misc+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tJkdtr2LI/AAAAAAAAAmc/GSUZsiyXkug/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439021865780369586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tJkdtr2LI/AAAAAAAAAmc/GSUZsiyXkug/s200/tucker+family+misc+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tJlIfUyJI/AAAAAAAAAms/WhtwDFvpGF8/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439021877262862482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tJlIfUyJI/AAAAAAAAAms/WhtwDFvpGF8/s200/tucker+family+misc+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tIfnY0BiI/AAAAAAAAAmU/AkaR692zF48/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439020682966205986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tIfnY0BiI/AAAAAAAAAmU/AkaR692zF48/s200/tucker+family+misc+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tIfKUjqZI/AAAAAAAAAmM/WSZ8_kBQPDI/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439020675163728274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tIfKUjqZI/AAAAAAAAAmM/WSZ8_kBQPDI/s200/tucker+family+misc+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tIezOc_-I/AAAAAAAAAmE/FnMBwu7ENHk/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439020668964110306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tIezOc_-I/AAAAAAAAAmE/FnMBwu7ENHk/s200/tucker+family+misc+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The hotel was a block away from the temple, and being in Mesa we really haven't needed a jacket all day until that night; it was a little cool. We remembered to bring Emma a jacket but forgot Brady's in the car. So, don't mind the pink jacket that Brady is wearing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tIel0VRFI/AAAAAAAAAl8/yPJ0gzD4omo/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439020665364890706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tIel0VRFI/AAAAAAAAAl8/yPJ0gzD4omo/s200/tucker+family+misc+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tIeTF4tKI/AAAAAAAAAl0/GX4JGchs6eY/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439020660338242722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tIeTF4tKI/AAAAAAAAAl0/GX4JGchs6eY/s200/tucker+family+misc+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sherrie, the wonderful photographer for the wedding wanted to check out the Temple and get some ideas as to how to take pictures for the special event. It gave us an opportunity to be in awe over the beautiful lights and just enjoy being on temple grounds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-996036410364222277?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/996036410364222277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/02/mesa-temple-at-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/996036410364222277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/996036410364222277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/02/mesa-temple-at-night.html' title='Mesa Temple at night'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tJlxRqhZI/AAAAAAAAAm8/oKsU_GSVw48/s72-c/tucker+family+misc+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-4962425622007474904</id><published>2010-02-16T17:30:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:00:29.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel &amp; Ashli est. January 2, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;(I appologize.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;uploading the pictures was becoming difficult and accidentally put the reception pictures before the wedding pictures)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE RECEPTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439030435886367746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tRXT2LhAI/AAAAAAAAAoc/hMZJOUYumgE/s200/tucker+family+misc+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tRWwMhLeI/AAAAAAAAAoU/qIkD0_n7ifU/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439030426316385762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tRWwMhLeI/AAAAAAAAAoU/qIkD0_n7ifU/s200/tucker+family+misc+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PaYDoN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tRYYwB4XI/AAAAAAAAAo0/c3z5_Mjz8rw/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439030454382616946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tRYYwB4XI/AAAAAAAAAo0/c3z5_Mjz8rw/s200/tucker+family+misc+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tRYD39g6I/AAAAAAAAAos/NWyHUZi-6gc/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439030448778740642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tRYD39g6I/AAAAAAAAAos/NWyHUZi-6gc/s200/tucker+family+misc+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tRXjnJPPI/AAAAAAAAAok/SdHilhlgxNI/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439030440118271218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tRXjnJPPI/AAAAAAAAAok/SdHilhlgxNI/s200/tucker+family+misc+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439026025187408850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tNWktme9I/AAAAAAAAAoM/QDug8CLSZcc/s200/tucker+family+misc+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tNWOsA3KI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ZE_v1pIgyU0/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439026019275168930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tNWOsA3KI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ZE_v1pIgyU0/s200/tucker+family+misc+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tNVnfJElI/AAAAAAAAAn0/oiFwY0xrJ4c/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439026008752198226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tNVnfJElI/AAAAAAAAAn0/oiFwY0xrJ4c/s200/tucker+family+misc+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The awesome cake that Daniels mom made! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(people actually thought it was gifts piled on top of each other)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tNV9Z7GjI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ONsjj2TxTT4/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439026014635891250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tNV9Z7GjI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ONsjj2TxTT4/s200/tucker+family+misc+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE WEDDING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tNVJthCBI/AAAAAAAAAns/JPYQmqFA9zg/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439026000759425042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tNVJthCBI/AAAAAAAAAns/JPYQmqFA9zg/s200/tucker+family+misc+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tMFLzByWI/AAAAAAAAAnc/hgp8r5U603U/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439024626929879394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tMFLzByWI/AAAAAAAAAnc/hgp8r5U603U/s200/tucker+family+misc+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma and her Great-Grandma Nana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tME6BPQUI/AAAAAAAAAnU/fn1QbxZvle8/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439024622157644098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tME6BPQUI/AAAAAAAAAnU/fn1QbxZvle8/s200/tucker+family+misc+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tMEgq2jrI/AAAAAAAAAnM/KhVtl-nbY74/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439024615352864434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tMEgq2jrI/AAAAAAAAAnM/KhVtl-nbY74/s200/tucker+family+misc+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439024634281023298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tMFnLrV0I/AAAAAAAAAnk/1BsTPe0OzeQ/s200/tucker+family+misc+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tMEFHVfQI/AAAAAAAAAnE/DWaabLgqvAQ/s1600-h/tucker+family+misc+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439024607956139266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tMEFHVfQI/AAAAAAAAAnE/DWaabLgqvAQ/s200/tucker+family+misc+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a great day for another perfect wedding! The weather was perfect, I think we actually roasted while waiting for Ashli and Daniel to get out of the temple. The sealing was so beautiful. It was actually kind of cute to see Daniel get emotional. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-4962425622007474904?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/4962425622007474904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/02/daniel-ashli-est-january-2-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4962425622007474904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4962425622007474904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/02/daniel-ashli-est-january-2-2010.html' title='Daniel &amp; Ashli est. January 2, 2010'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S3tRXT2LhAI/AAAAAAAAAoc/hMZJOUYumgE/s72-c/tucker+family+misc+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-7752103001251078801</id><published>2010-01-22T20:03:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T21:07:55.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bachlorette Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; We decided to have Ashli's bachlorette party the day after Christmas. Why? Well, the 26th was pretty much the only day we had until she got married on January 2, 2010! Unfortunately, due to the holidays we only had family who could make it. I definitely feel that Daniels sisters are like my sisters. I really do enjoy them!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429768452556903074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1ppo7NG0qI/AAAAAAAAAlc/FrCcXtOcHm8/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+058.jpg" /&gt;I asked &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/koryheatherpeine.blogspot.com"&gt;Heather &lt;/a&gt;(daniels sister) to bring the dessert. Unfortunately, her dessert didn't set right, so we thought it would be fun to bring candy that had "men" names (if you know what I mean). For instance: Big Hunks, Sugar Daddies, Mr. Goodbar, etc... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429768407435401010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1ppmTHTVzI/AAAAAAAAAk8/j296p0NYm0M/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+054.jpg" /&gt;This is mine and Terica's gift bag!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429768437920645026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1ppoErjP6I/AAAAAAAAAlM/WQ9mZj65kuo/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+056.jpg" /&gt;We played pin the lips on the man. I think Ashli cheated some how because she got the lips right on the bulls eye!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429768447267920770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1ppongHW4I/AAAAAAAAAlU/tthEKGheuHM/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429768428663120786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1ppniMYo5I/AAAAAAAAAlE/gKOr86CqfFs/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+055.jpg" /&gt;We had a great time! I had went to a friends bachlorette party everyone was assigned a basket. We had to buy and decorate it to what our imagination could think of! Mine and Terica's was the "For Him" basket. We pretty much stood around the couples store and laughed at all of the crazy things to buy! The for him basket was pretty much designed for things Ashli could do for Daniel. I am pretty sure he is going to thank us later! haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had so much fun finding different things to buy and look at. Boy, I will tell ya, that stuff is for Adult eyes only!!! They had a clearance rack and saw some penis straws. So for a dollar, we bought some that we had to drink out of! Some were good sports and some just couldn't do it! We thought it would be fun to have spaghetti for dinner. There at the adult store, I found some penis pasta! Haha! (On a side note, when I was making the pasta, I asked Jason to test the noodles. He opposed to that very quickly! Why it is just noodles! haha! After the spaghetti was ready, I wanted to save some for Brady. Jason again said no way is my son eating that stuff!) I was going to upload a picture of our drink, but....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the games we played was we got into groups and one person at the end had toilet paper between their knees and a teammate had to lead the other teammate that was blindfolded with a stick of some sort between their legs. The object of the game was to see who could put their stick in the toilet paper hole the fastest! We sure had some great laughs. The winner of the game got a penis sucker! I had told my mom before hand and she laughed and said she better not get one. Guess what? She got one!!! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. I later found out that my mom's team cheated! Gasp!!! That is how they won the toilet paper game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S.S. I was trying to upload a video of the toilet paper game, but it was taking FFFOOORRREEEVVEERR!!! Sorry! Use your imagination! haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-7752103001251078801?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/7752103001251078801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/01/bachlorette-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/7752103001251078801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/7752103001251078801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/01/bachlorette-party.html' title='Bachlorette Party!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1ppo7NG0qI/AAAAAAAAAlc/FrCcXtOcHm8/s72-c/Jason+Family+Misc+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-4473647882953825934</id><published>2010-01-22T18:37:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T20:03:06.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1plPM8-rPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/vgak-PqAt1Y/s1600-h/Jason+Family+Misc+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429763612597988594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1plPM8-rPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/vgak-PqAt1Y/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1plOlJ_KEI/AAAAAAAAAks/hYu6YAAeov4/s1600-h/Jason+Family+Misc+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429763601915127874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1plOlJ_KEI/AAAAAAAAAks/hYu6YAAeov4/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was reading on the internet one day, a long time ago, and found where this family thought it would be fun to incorprate the birth of Christ and the true meaning of Christmas into their lives, to give them a reminder this Christmas day what it is all about. Like the 3 wiseman who came and visited baby Jesus had brought Him a gift. So, Jason and I thought it would be fun to give the kids only 3 gifts. Spiritual, Practical and Fun! We gave them a picture of Christ, an outfit and toy or movie. I did however, buy Brady a tractor, because he seriously thought Santa was going to bring him one. We would always ask him what Santa was bringing him and he always said a Tractor. I had no idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas Eve, we got the kids to bed and prepared for Santa to come. At about midnight, I think Brady heard Santa because he decided he wanted to get up. I got Brady from his room and he was motioning for us to go into the living room. There he asked to watch "Shark tale." I had a hard time staying awake. Brady was falling asleep, so I got him up to put him back in bed. He didn't like the idea. So, I put him in bed with Jason and I. Ya, we didn't like that so much. Finally, I walked him to his room and there he found under the tree was a tractor! He ran to the tree, started yelling for the tractor and started playing with it. Totally ruined the surprise for the morning! He was still happy to see it that morning!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429763594398315410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1plOJJ1s5I/AAAAAAAAAkk/HeiAmNlLsaQ/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+029.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429763585764712738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1plNo_bYSI/AAAAAAAAAkc/lYiM6236mnk/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429760836243612338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pitmOg4rI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Jn-fPHywOxw/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429760828515279026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pitJb74LI/AAAAAAAAAkM/vE_DzYcCbi0/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429759659223405954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1phpFfB1YI/AAAAAAAAAkE/aXBd_BQcsjA/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+033.jpg" /&gt; Around 10am on Christmas morning we drove to Jason's parents house to celebrate with them. To be honest, at first it was kind of weird not having all of Jason's siblings there. This is the first Christmas like that. I really do wish that we can be together next year. Anywho, we had a little breakfast of cinnamon rolls, so we wouldn't get full for our brunch! The food was very yummy! Lillie makes excellent brisket! So juicy, very tasty, oh yummmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year for Christmas I thought it would be fun to give the parents a calendar of Brady and Emma through out 2009. I was really impressed with it. If you ever need ideas for gifts or what not go to &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/"&gt;http://www.shutterfly.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429755405738926754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pdxgBTYqI/AAAAAAAAAj8/bYd_GuVoxnM/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429755403438173858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pdxXcwrqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/twepkEzZKQo/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429755389819795410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pdwkt4t9I/AAAAAAAAAjs/ckqc51h6NVU/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+036.jpg" /&gt;Jason's parents got the wii for Christmas and I couldn't help but take a picture of Bob and his form. This is what he looked like while bowling!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429755386115567202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pdwW6urmI/AAAAAAAAAjk/a5CqjosibEg/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+037.jpg" /&gt;It has become tradition in my family to dress up really nice and prepare a fancy dinner for Christmas. It all started when my sisters and I were younger and my dad had to work Christmas day. My mom didn't want us to open our gifts from Santa when dad was not home. So, my mom thought it would be fun to get all dressed up, prepare a fancy candle light dinner and surprise my dad. We have enjoyed this tradition for many years and look forward to it. Plus, it makes it nice to be able to be with all family and not have to rush as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brady thought it was the coolest thing to see a truck waiting for him from Santa! He didn't notice at first, but he was so excited when he got to drive it!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429750317299986994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pZJUG68jI/AAAAAAAAAjc/aGvpLWLhLyw/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+038.jpg" /&gt;Daniel and Ashli&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429750310765794594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pZI7xDFSI/AAAAAAAAAjU/8c3WZmJOztA/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+040.jpg" /&gt;Brady also got a big tractor from Nahnie and Papa! He thought it was the coolest thing to help Papa open his gifts while sitting in the bed of the dump truck!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429750299047661634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pZIQHOkEI/AAAAAAAAAjM/DyvynEJclN8/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+043.jpg" /&gt;Emma's first baby doll!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pWSBHZGDI/AAAAAAAAAis/isWRBViifXk/s1600-h/Jason+Family+Misc+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429750292618250306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pZH4KViEI/AAAAAAAAAjE/yZhNjf-jwQE/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We thought it would be fun to add a little spice to our night by having a White Elephant exchange. As you can tell from Terica's facial expression, she didn't know what to think. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Terica is the one holding the baby) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pWRv4GxmI/AAAAAAAAAik/Dycm8riW6RE/s1600-h/Jason+Family+Misc+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429747163658110562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pWRv4GxmI/AAAAAAAAAik/Dycm8riW6RE/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pWRQbETJI/AAAAAAAAAic/QwKVimHF-EE/s1600-h/Jason+Family+Misc+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429747155214814354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pWRQbETJI/AAAAAAAAAic/QwKVimHF-EE/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pWSjZORII/AAAAAAAAAi0/LGhjbIGSbWk/s1600-h/Jason+Family+Misc+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429747177487221890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pWSjZORII/AAAAAAAAAi0/LGhjbIGSbWk/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429750285439527154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pZHday6PI/AAAAAAAAAi8/eGD1WPd3rno/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+048.jpg" /&gt;Daniel and Ashli can't have a pet at the place they are living at. So, Daniel thought it would be fun to buy Ashli a toy dog. As you can see Emma got really scared by it when Ashli made it walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pWQ4iqnJI/AAAAAAAAAiU/E03vSaMhA3A/s1600-h/Jason+Family+Misc+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429747148804234386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pWQ4iqnJI/AAAAAAAAAiU/E03vSaMhA3A/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pWSBHZGDI/AAAAAAAAAis/isWRBViifXk/s1600-h/Jason+Family+Misc+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429747168285628466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1pWSBHZGDI/AAAAAAAAAis/isWRBViifXk/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-4473647882953825934?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/4473647882953825934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/01/merry-christmas-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4473647882953825934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4473647882953825934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/01/merry-christmas-2009.html' title='Merry Christmas 2009'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S1plPM8-rPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/vgak-PqAt1Y/s72-c/Jason+Family+Misc+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-418456218736070206</id><published>2010-01-14T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T09:52:40.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We have a date!</title><content type='html'>Here is a little heads up that little miss Emma will be having her second surgery February 17, 2010. We will go to ABQ the day before and have her pre-op with Dr. Cuadros, get her all prepared and then start the fasting process. Yay! :( We are hoping she will recover as fast as she did the first time. Dr. Cuadros did inform us that this surgery won't be as major as the first, so maybe so. We will then come back to albuquerque February 24, 2010 to get her stitches out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-418456218736070206?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/418456218736070206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-have-date.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/418456218736070206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/418456218736070206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-have-date.html' title='We have a date!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-7646402858748566208</id><published>2010-01-04T20:21:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:49:37.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0K2a67PeYI/AAAAAAAAAgU/3aWeh57USbs/s1600-h/Jason+Family+Misc+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423097474918087042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0K2a67PeYI/AAAAAAAAAgU/3aWeh57USbs/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0K2aX21y5I/AAAAAAAAAgM/7J9umx5NFJM/s1600-h/Jason+Family+Misc+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423097465504385938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0K2aX21y5I/AAAAAAAAAgM/7J9umx5NFJM/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; This year we only celebrated Christmas Eve at my grandparents house. I love this time of year. The time to get together with Family, celebrate the birth of Christ, Recognize our blessings and be thankful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The Spirit of Christmas illuminates the picture window of the soul... To catch the real meaning of the "Spirit of Christmas," we need only drop the last syllable, and it becomes the "Spirit of Christ." ~Thomas S. Monson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cousin was on his way home for the Holidays, the day before Christmas Eve, coming from Albuquerque when he hit a patch of ice and flipped his truck. We are very fortunate to this day to still have him here with us. My dad and grandpa went to go resuce him and my dad said he was just inches away from a post going right through the truck and he getting struck by it. We are very grateful for all of our many blessings and to thankful to know that our prayers are always answered. Thankfully enough he only came out of the accident sore!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423097450250068994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0K2ZfB7ZAI/AAAAAAAAAf8/k-Oczvmnx4o/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423097456596126930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0K2Z2q8jNI/AAAAAAAAAgE/fZElMGXIxWA/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423095185125193074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0K0VoyEtXI/AAAAAAAAAf0/lbKSyWRIpOs/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423095182734998402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0K0Vf4NO4I/AAAAAAAAAfs/TOsU-G8t0hY/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423095172246152898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0K0U4zeJsI/AAAAAAAAAfk/TFUGFdCwcbM/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423095165485528626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0K0UfnnNjI/AAAAAAAAAfc/rxGdrxrDeHs/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423095155041098802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0K0T4td3DI/AAAAAAAAAfU/eL3qShFlVvs/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-7646402858748566208?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/7646402858748566208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/7646402858748566208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/7646402858748566208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0K2a67PeYI/AAAAAAAAAgU/3aWeh57USbs/s72-c/Jason+Family+Misc+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-4184297834345363790</id><published>2010-01-04T19:49:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:20:19.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prepping Emma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;  Since Emma was born she has had such long hair! Luck for me, I have more ways than one to do it! My mom thought it would be fun/cool to put Emma's hair in sponge curlers! Yes, for being almost 9 months old, her hair is long enough to accomplish this task!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423087488600021602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0KtVo_emmI/AAAAAAAAAes/LZ_9KHsPpLs/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423084843789770914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0Kq7sTk4KI/AAAAAAAAAek/J1eqglG8a4Q/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423084815925821490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0Kq6EgSwDI/AAAAAAAAAeE/KzZ59V1LSck/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423084828268028978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0Kq6ye55DI/AAAAAAAAAeU/vsngXwWQLFQ/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423084826384237362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0Kq6rdxgzI/AAAAAAAAAeM/h6v-lcJUE2g/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423084839660786178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0Kq7c7JkgI/AAAAAAAAAec/cC_ekLksyxo/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423087497741913634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0KtWLDEziI/AAAAAAAAAe0/6avhExQ63-Q/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell by the end she was getting really tired. We had to let the sponges dry, I gave her a bottle and she conked right out. Emma was such a good sport though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423087503153526658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0KtWfNTd4I/AAAAAAAAAe8/VjWdMRyGiRE/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+010.jpg" /&gt;All she needed was like a 5 minute power nap and she was good to go after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423087511912293458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0KtW_1jpFI/AAAAAAAAAfE/btBC2vwg3y8/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+011.jpg" /&gt;The End Result!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't she so stickin' CUTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423087515739347330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0KtXOF_2YI/AAAAAAAAAfM/CRPU_2FRPFY/s200/Jason+Family+Misc+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and her hair was a big hit for Christmas Eve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-4184297834345363790?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/4184297834345363790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/01/prepping-emma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4184297834345363790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4184297834345363790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/01/prepping-emma.html' title='Prepping Emma'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0KtVo_emmI/AAAAAAAAAes/LZ_9KHsPpLs/s72-c/Jason+Family+Misc+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-8575352792045634317</id><published>2010-01-04T19:07:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:30:35.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>On December 15, 2006 Jason and I were sealed in the Albuquerque Temple for all Time and Eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3 years!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 176px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423073374011540402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0KggEDWQ7I/AAAAAAAAAd0/K5S9M_vADpQ/s200/PC150022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These last 3 years have been a fun ride. We have had our ups and downs; thankfully we have been able to have the strenght to move forward and have our love continue to grow for one another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The last 3 years:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jason and I wanted to wait to start a family into the 2nd year of marriage. Heavenly Father had other plans for us! After 6 months of marriage, we found out that we were pregnant. On March 19, 2008 Brady Quinn Tucker was born. After a long 27 hours of labor and even though I had gotten an epidural, which wore off by the time I was ready to push, Jason was dead set on not having another baby for at least 10 years! Ha! When Brady was 3 months old, I found out that I was pregnant again! On April 5, 2009 Emma Rae Tucker was born! Life right now is all about our little family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It has been over a month since I quit my job and since I have been staying home, I have been enjoying every minute! I am thankful for Jason and for the willingness to go to work from 6am-5pm so that he can provide for our family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jason is such an amazing person. I am so thankful he is my best friend. I am thankful that he puts up with me (with a smile) and loves me unconditionaly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I look forward to the eternal years with you Jason!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423077041478927506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0Kj1ibthJI/AAAAAAAAAd8/oT-H2bvaBOk/s200/Jason+Family+Pic" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-8575352792045634317?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/8575352792045634317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8575352792045634317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8575352792045634317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/S0KggEDWQ7I/AAAAAAAAAd0/K5S9M_vADpQ/s72-c/PC150022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-8503028205797916118</id><published>2010-01-04T19:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:07:01.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So far behind....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;before I update the blog, I just wanted to apologize for you guys having to wait for an update. Since I have quit my job, it is harder for me to post because we dont have the internet at home. I hope to get better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-8503028205797916118?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/8503028205797916118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-far-behind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8503028205797916118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8503028205797916118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-far-behind.html' title='So far behind....'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-4412739757218933496</id><published>2009-12-10T14:46:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:31:43.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh she loves Oreos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SyGC2Hfyw-I/AAAAAAAAAds/MRjA7-T9gSY/s1600-h/JPA_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413752093312992226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SyGC2Hfyw-I/AAAAAAAAAds/MRjA7-T9gSY/s200/JPA_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413752079288687522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SyGC1TQI26I/AAAAAAAAAdk/9RetgGT89zY/s200/JPA_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413752073500264162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SyGC09sEhuI/AAAAAAAAAdc/jvkFjIDQEYQ/s200/JPA_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413733751945318066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SyFyKgk-TrI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Vvz1batnXuw/s200/JPA_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413733745500225938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SyFyKIkWAZI/AAAAAAAAAdM/uR47Sb2eiWU/s200/JPA_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Because it was Emma's 8 month "birthday" we decided to give her an oreo.... This is like the first "real" people food she has eaten and boy did she love it!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-4412739757218933496?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/4412739757218933496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-she-loves-oreos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4412739757218933496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4412739757218933496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-she-loves-oreos.html' title='Oh she loves Oreos!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SyGC2Hfyw-I/AAAAAAAAAds/MRjA7-T9gSY/s72-c/JPA_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-2679704046305669154</id><published>2009-12-05T16:06:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:46:02.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics of Emma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emma is 8 months old Today! Can you believe it?! &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;She is getting so big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;She doesn't crawl or walk yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;She is very good at sitting by herself. She is getting more daring by looking around at what is going on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She is now 15lbs 6.4oz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(weighed a couple of days ago)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;26 1/2 in long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411892980034928754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sxrn_e1pgHI/AAAAAAAAAdE/VFvohViWESI/s200/IMG00358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I put Emma in the walker so that I could get some things done. It is alittle hard for her to move around on carpet; the toys become her best friend. As you can see from the picture Emma fell right to sleep while sucking her thumb! Emma is such a laid back little girl, very low key. She didn't even cry or get fussy because she was tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411892975216099218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sxrn_M4v_5I/AAAAAAAAAc8/ApH602MWz7k/s200/IMG00356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411892971299280210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sxrn--S6FVI/AAAAAAAAAc0/YyCTTSvVfyc/s200/IMG00351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-2679704046305669154?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/2679704046305669154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/12/pics-of-emma.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2679704046305669154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2679704046305669154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/12/pics-of-emma.html' title='Pics of Emma'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sxrn_e1pgHI/AAAAAAAAAdE/VFvohViWESI/s72-c/IMG00358.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-5048243807237858423</id><published>2009-12-03T20:13:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:01:19.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>up date</title><content type='html'>I have to appologize I never did complete for the whole month of November everything that I am thankful for. Don't get me wrong! I am very grateful for the wonderful life that I am living and the many opportunities that I have to recognize the many great blessings in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great thanksgiving. Around 2pm we went to Jason's grandparents house and visited with all of the family. Unfortunately, we didn't stay very long. My family was having their thanksgiving dinner at 5:30pm and so we needed to get going around 4pm so that we could help with dinner and the good yummies. My mom always goes above and beyond in everything that she does! It was all very yummy! I am just so thankful for my family! It has become a tradition in my family over the past couple of years to stay up all night, thansgiving night and plan for BLACK FRIDAY! I love black friday! Unfortunately, with kids, a few of us didn't stick it out. I went to bed about 10pm and was up at 2:30am to prepare for the never ending shopping! My parents are wanting to the grand kids one of the power wheels for Christmas. Since, they had them on sale at Wal-Mart for $88 you couldn't beat that price! I had to try and hurry and be in line for one of those as soon as possible. I had dropped the kids of Jason's parents house at 3:30am (Jason had to work that morning) I just so happened to be the 2nd one in line for one! yay! They had the toys all spread out, so it was actually some what decent. There were a couple of ladies standing behind the 4 of us and kept threatening that they were going to take it out of our hands. Are you kidding me? Luckily enough, the 4 of us got ours. I went in to Black Friday with about 20 people to shop for and got all but 6! I did pretty good, even with every one and their dog shopping! Around 7am Jason calls me and says that his car won't start. Great! So, I drive back home, he uses my key and it works! Long story short, I had to drive him to work. After I was done shopping I hung out at Jason's parents house. The kids really do enjoy being with their grandparents and Jessica is down, so it is nice being with her and her kids. I waited until Jason was getting off of lunch. Around 1:15pm I still hadnt heard from him. He is suppose to be a lunch by now. Come to find out, the company brought pizza over. I could have been at home taking a nap! I was a little irritated with him! :) It was not really that busy at work, so they let him off at 2pm. The rest of the day we all slept. When we got home, we put the kids to bed, I fell asleep around 3pm and didn't wake up until 5pm when the kids woke me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and saw New Moon with my sisters and Jessice. Absolutely loved the movie! I really enjoyed the books and the movie kept me in awe the whole time! I seriously has to come home and start reading the Eclipse book just so I could prepare for the movie in June! So exciting! I told Jason that in a couple of years, my christmas present will be the complete series! I just can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday the 28th my whole family and I went into town to get our family pictures done. We had to be their by 9am. What were we thinking waiting till the last mintue! We really didn't tell what every one was wearing... We just had to wear Black, Maroon and Khaki. It serisously worked out so well. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(pictures to come)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All of the son in laws happened to wear  a black button up shirt with khaki pants and my dad a maroon shirt with black slacks. Brady wore a pin stripe black suit with a maroon tie. He looked really handsome. My baby is not so baby anymore. I cant wait to see the pictures! Unfortunately, I guess it was too early for Brady to cooperate because he obviously didn't get the memo. He didn't want his picture taken! Hopefully we got a few good shots! I plan to use these pictures to send out Christmas Cards!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider today to be day 2 of being a stay at home mom! I am absolutely loving it. I think that I am actually happier. You are all probably thinking.. One day you will wish that you were still working! That may be the case but until then, it will be about my family 24/7! I just love it so much! It saddens me to know that I have missed out on so much with Brady and Emma as they are getting older. Brady is continueing to learn new words and trys really hard to say everything that you say. Emma is almost 8 months old and still really tiny! I just love being a mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had planned to have Emma's surgery yesterday 12/2/2009. Unfortunately, that didn't happen. Since I quit my job I had Presbyterian Heath Plan as my Primary insurance and Lovelace Salud as my secondary for the kids. I was not told to call Lovelace to make them my primary nor didn't I think to make the call. Dr. Cuadros is such a fine doctor that he really didn't want us to be stuck with a VERY HIGH bill so he said to call back when everything is in order. He said if we didn't have insurance it would cost us about $50,000! YIKES! Until Jason's company has open enrollment, I think in February, we will be ever grateful for medicaid. Because we already had a surgery date, once we get everything in order, we will call them to schedule a date and we will be on the priority list. I am thinking it will atleast be a month or so. I was actually bummed that it didn't happen yesterday. I even got so emotional, I cried! I am such a baby! But, everything happens for a reason. I am some what grateful they didn't do it because Emma has been sort of sick. They would have been ok with the surgery but everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, when we were about to leave for Albuquerque for Emma's pre-op and ENT appt, I was trying to get Brady dressed and he tripped over my leg and hit his hard kind of hard. He finally calmed down, he was all dressed and decided to throw up every where. He of course wanted to be comforted so I got throw up on me. Thankfully my mom was there to help. He again throws up 4 different times before Lillie got there to take him for the day. I called Dr.Horn at the Ear, Nose and Throat specialists, I told them I was going to be running late. My appt was at 1145am and we didnt leave our house until 9:20am! They told us if we were not there on time, we could not be seen until 1pm. That wouldn't work because Dr. Cuadros was at 145pm on the other side of town. Luckily enough, we prayed before we left and Heavenly Father made it possible for us to be there with 10 minutes to spare. When Dr. Horn checked her ears, sure enough, the right side is clogged with ear wax and the left ear-the tubes are both pretty much shot. So, whenever we do the surgery, she will need to have tubes put in again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been pretty great! We have all of our Christmas Decorations put up. I decorated the inside of the house all by my self. Brady wanted to help, but with me holding me. Even though he is a tiny kid, he does get heavy. Brady thinks it is the coolest thing to see the tree lit. As Brady says, "WOW!" He is getting a little better at his colors. Although, he thinks every color is Blue! Brady also loves to watch any of the Santa movies. He has a mirror cling of Santa in his bedroom and he likes to carry it around saying,"Santa, Santa..." He loves every fake Santa but when we take him to the Santa in the mall. No thankyou! When he is not so close he is better! After a couple times of visiting with him, he slowly starts to warm up to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister Ashli and her fiance Daniel will be getting married in less than a month. There is so much to do in so little time! Luckily, this weekend is free! Next weekend the 12th is her Bridal Shower, the 19th-she is taking out her endowments at the temple, the 26th-Her Bachelorette Party and then the next weekend, the 2nd of January they will be sealed for all time and eternity in the Mesa, AZ temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what is going on in our life right now. We are all doing really good and couldn't be happier!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-5048243807237858423?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/5048243807237858423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/12/up-date.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/5048243807237858423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/5048243807237858423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/12/up-date.html' title='up date'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-4234634918944152829</id><published>2009-11-26T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:24:40.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for...</title><content type='html'>1.BABIES- Yesterday as I was sitting at the dinner preparing for today's Thanksgiving Dinner, I couldn't help but overhear my nephew Connor laughing. My sister Ashli was making him laugh. I am thankful to hear my nephew and my babies laugh! They are such great joy to hear! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. AMERICA- Today I am thankful to live in free country who let's me have the ability to celebrate this special holiday, Thanksgiving! Any holiday at that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-4234634918944152829?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/4234634918944152829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful-for_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4234634918944152829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4234634918944152829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful-for_26.html' title='I am thankful for...'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-1894840602976791939</id><published>2009-11-24T15:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:44:42.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My Goodness! I think we definitely take for granted the many wonderful blessings given to us each day. I again am behind on writing something that I am thankful for each day and so now I need to write 6 different things I am thankful for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends&lt;/strong&gt;-I don't hang out with alot of my friends like I would like to. We all have different priorities but I am thankful that when we do get together we have such a great time. We have been able to have girls night staying up way late and enjoying every minute. I am very thankful for my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brady&lt;/strong&gt;-The words can not express the love I have for my little man. He is an absolutely wonderful blessing. I love Brady so much. He knows how to make me laugh-he is such a character. He is growing up so much and I am so thankful that he is my baby. He loves to snuggle, kid around, be mischevious, give kisses and hugs, play, laugh, cry; be everything that you want him to be. I don't know what I would do without him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be stress free&lt;/strong&gt;-(well majority of the time) I am thankful that my little family and I were able to do nothing on Saturday the 21st. We enjoyed the movies, playing around, naps and being stress free. Each day is precious and to be lived to the fullest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Gospel&lt;/strong&gt;-I don't know what I would do or where I would be without the Gospel in my life and I am so thankful because of it the life I live. I am thankful that Jesus Christ is my Rock and my salvation. We don't know when our last day is going to be here on earth. It could be today, tomorrow, 5 years from now, etc... That is why I am so thankful to have the Gospel in my life to know that I need to Endure to the End, so that I can return and live with my Heavenly Father and His Son Jesus Christ again. We need to be an example to those around us. Teach our children who are Savior is, who our Father in Heaven is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My parents&lt;/strong&gt;- They mean so much to me. They do so much for me and my family. I love my mom and dad so much! Thank you for everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My coworkers&lt;/strong&gt;-I am thankful that even though tomorrow will be my last day at work, I am thankful that they put together a little going away party for me. They even invited my mom, mother-in-law (who brought my kids) and Jason! I am thankful that they were able to show their appreciation for me and actually tell it to me. I am really going to miss them and the company but I am thankful to move forward and have no reason to look back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-1894840602976791939?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/1894840602976791939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful-for_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1894840602976791939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1894840602976791939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful-for_24.html' title='I am thankful for...'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-5335050668800981896</id><published>2009-11-18T14:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T16:04:38.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weekend!</title><content type='html'>This last weekend, Jason and I went up to Albuquerque to celebrate a month early our 3 year anniversary. We wanted to be there by 3pm so that we could go to the temple, get our tickets for Saturdays college football game and have quality time together. Unfortunately, we got stuck in Lybrook for an hour because there was a drunk driving accident that killed one person and left others injured. It was scary to see 3 different helicopters leave the scene. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then got into Albuquerque and Jason's cousin contracts for UNM and always gets passes to the games. We picked up our tickets and fortunately Olive Garden was right there, so that is where we ate. I love Olive Garden. I was a little bit daring and ordered something new for the first time, in I can't tell you how many years. I had a dish called Pork Mellanese (sp?) It was actually pretty good. The pork had scallop bread crumbs or something like that, so that whole time I had to convince myself that I was not eating fish, that's what it looked like. I ate really slow, thinking I was going to bite into a bone. I am pathetic huh?! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I can't stand fish!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jason and I really enjoyed talking about the last 3 years and the years to come. I love my best friend and husband, Jason!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405570051017274802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SwRxUktf9bI/AAAAAAAAAcU/_XOeiTJq4FE/s320/IMG00337%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture leads to the door to our hotel room. We stayed at the raddison. We always price it out at priceline.com and I get it for $40-45/night. We even slept on sleep number beds! It was not that comfortable, because I couldn't find my right number! I just loved that we had a walkway/bridge that had a pond full of fish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We unfortuately didn't make it to the temple and yes that is my fault. Since we didn't go Friday, Jason wanted to go Saturday at 7am. Ugh, I really didn't want to get up that early. To this day, I regret it. I should never deny the opportunity to go to the temple. Jason was not to happy with me. You know, everytime Jason and I want to do something, the two of us, something always has to go wrong. Thankfullly, we always get through it, but its getting through it that is always a pain in the butt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we went to the BYU vs. UNM College Football game. I really loved it. I had to warm up to it. It was pretty cold! I unfortunately was wearing flip-flops. Not the greatest! The game was getting good when the BYU fans would cheer B! Y! U! the UNM fans would chant SUCKS! afterwards. That really got my blood running! Jason had told me that UNM has a record of like 0-9; so when UNM fans would say "SUCKS" we would say "ZERO WINS" as loud as we could. Oh, we did have UNM fans all around us and to be honest, I didn't scared once. haha!  Hey, If you are going to talk crap to the opponents fans, you have got to be able to get it in return. Daniel had told me that one of the guys standing below us was even flipping BYU fans off! There were 3 guys below us and to the left that were saying SUCKS and trying to be tough, so I started yelling at them "ZERO WINS... ZERO WINS!" One of the guys actually turned around and looked at me and threw his hands in the air like he wanted to start a fight. I just looked at him like "Are you kidding me?" So, I said "That is right.. ZERO WINS!" He was trying to be tough and I yelled at him "GROW UP!" He never turned around after that. Another guy was yelling at the BYU fans that we were "OVER RATED." Oh, it was all great fun! A family of BYU fans were a couple rows above us and such humbled people were saying "well, UNM tried!" He kind of annoyed me! haha :) At the end of the game-about a minute left, there was this BIG GUY in the bleachers to my right that started yelling and flipping and cussing at the BYU fans. I looked at Jason and said. That needs to stop. When the game was over with, he was still yelling some foul language and I made him stop!!! I got his attention and said "Hey, there is no need for the cussing and flipping them off. I don't appreciate it and it needs to stop." While I was doing this, I was shaking my finger at him and so he started mocking me.  He then told me that is "it was a ***** football game and he will say anything and everything that he wants." There were kids all over. Nobody needs to hear this and I didn't appreciate it. Before you know it, Jason was in front of me yelling at the guy that he no respect for women and that he should not be talking to her like that. So, that guy was telling us to meet him  in the parking lot. He said "us 4 against him!" It probably would have taken us 4-HE WAS A BIG GUY!!! So, that is when Daniel got up. The guy then backed down and decided to ask what team we were cheering for? Are you kidding me?!?! It does not matter what team you are for, there is no need to cuss! I didn't care who was around me. I think this was the first time in my whole life when I stepped out of my box and stood up for what I believed in. I don't think that I have had a situation like this,but I am really glad I did it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we sat back down, there were two UNM fans in front of us and turned around and said, "We are not all like that." It is very unfortunate, that stupid people ruin it for alot of good people! BYU did win, of course! But it was a close call! To be honest, if the kicker from UNM hadn't missed the extra points, I am pretty sure they would have won!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405570065167703986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SwRxVZbOX7I/AAAAAAAAAcs/LVckyQ5Vu8s/s320/IMG00340%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405570058373065650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SwRxVAHQa7I/AAAAAAAAAck/czIAxz77How/s320/IMG00339%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405570058093966546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SwRxU_EttNI/AAAAAAAAAcc/in3zmVT_9yg/s320/IMG00338%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It really was a great weekend! I enjoyed the time with Daniel and Ashli. I am so thankful for Jason for being my protector! To be honest, I was not one bit concerned about the UNM fans wanting to cause a fight. I got to thinking about it and I think that when you become a mom, you learn to be more aggressive and no matter what you should always stand up for what you believe in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-5335050668800981896?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/5335050668800981896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/5335050668800981896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/5335050668800981896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-weekend.html' title='What a weekend!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SwRxUktf9bI/AAAAAAAAAcU/_XOeiTJq4FE/s72-c/IMG00337%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-1921800678427266382</id><published>2009-11-18T14:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T14:53:39.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for...</title><content type='html'>So I am a little behind... Saturday the 14th-Wed the 18th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am thankful for Good American Sports! I really didn't get into watching sports that much until I married Jason and sometimes I enjoy when I know what is going on! I love the competition, addrenanlin, cheering, food, etc... I love it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am thankful for Sunday dinners. Every Sunday, all of my family and I get together and enjoy one another's company. I like to think that we have a grand dinner-which is so yummy, thanks to my mom. I love the spiritual uplifting, the laughter and each member of the family.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am thank for my mom and mother-in-law. They make such a great sacrifice for Jason and I so that we can work and they take the time to watch our kids. I hear about the price for daycare and I am very thankful that we don't have that financial burden. I know that it is really not a sacrifice for them; they love watching Brady and Emma but it still is really appreciative.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am thankful for my Heavenly Father! Last night my sister and Daniel were hit by a buck while driving and even though they had to tow their car to get it fixed, I am grateful that they are ok. My Heavenly Father is aware of our surroundings and He watches for us and see what is best. I am thankful that we pray to stay safe and our prayers are always answered. Everything happens for a reason.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today I am thankful for Answered Prayers. I am forever going to be thankful for this. I am indebted to Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ. Since I have put in my two weeks here at work, I know that this is what I should be doing. Financially it might be tough every once in a while, but since I have put in my notice, randomly this month we have gotten an extra $150.00 put into our bank. When we are doing what is right, we are blessed in more ways than one!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-1921800678427266382?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/1921800678427266382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful-for_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1921800678427266382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1921800678427266382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful-for_18.html' title='I am thankful for...'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-4498302120202655336</id><published>2009-11-13T09:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T10:13:49.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I am Thankful For....</title><content type='html'>My heart is so full of gratitude this day and I have so many things to be thankful for. I would feel awful if I didn't share my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my baby girl Emma. I am thankful that she has chosen Jason and I to be her parents. Emma has brought great Joy into my life, Patience, A Humbled Heart, etc...&lt;br /&gt;When Jason and I found that we were having a girl, we were very excited. The time getting our ultra sound done took quite a while and we didn't think anything of it. That is when we found out that Emma was going to be born with a cleft lip. I broke into tears. I cried because there was something wrong with my daughter and there was nothing that I could do about it. Jason had to leave to get back to work and so I had to get the rest of the info all by myself. I cried waiting for the doctor. I kept picturing in my head the pictures of children with cleft lip/palates and the tears kept pouring. As I was trying to calm myself, I knew with out a doubt that Emma was there telling me, "I Am A Child of God." My baby girl Emma is a daughter of God and no matter the health problems or anything else that may incure, My love for her would not change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had told some people of Emma's condition and their stories made me so much more humbled. I could have had an unborn baby who I miscarried, stillborn, have heart problems, major birth defects and so forth. Heavenly Father has given us trials that only make us stronger. He doesn't give us anything that we can't handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful that Emma has taught me so many great things and she is only 7 months old.  I love you Emma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-4498302120202655336?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/4498302120202655336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-am-thankful-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4498302120202655336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4498302120202655336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-am-thankful-for.html' title='Today I am Thankful For....'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-8580450144626036970</id><published>2009-11-12T16:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T16:16:10.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for...</title><content type='html'>Today I am thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;          MY GOOD HEALTH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am really thankful for good health. I have been blessed to have the strenth and the ability to overcome sicknesses that have hit the rest of my family. I am thankful that I have the energy to keep up with my kids and take care of my family all in good health!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-8580450144626036970?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/8580450144626036970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8580450144626036970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8580450144626036970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful-for.html' title='I am thankful for...'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-7079997934430914123</id><published>2009-11-11T13:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T13:53:12.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful....</title><content type='html'>I have noticed alot lately on Facebook people posting each day something they are grateful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something that I would like to do. I know that I am 11 days behind so I will post 11 things that I am thankful for today and each day until the end of November I will post another thing that I am thankful for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM THANKFUL FOR.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Family-They have been a great help to me and my little family. They always make a huge sacrifice for us and I really do appreciate that. I love my family.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My kids! They bring such great joy into my life and I am so thankful that they are my children :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Husband! He is my best friend! I am thankful for him always being there for me, comfort me, a shoulder to cry on, holds the Priesthood, Provider!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prayer-I am so thankful to know that my prayers are always answered. My Heavenly Father knows what is best for me and my family and we have been truly blessed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My job-It has been a blessing to have a part time job that helps bring in some extra income. But I am truly thankful for in a couple of weeks to have a full time job being a mom! I have put in my two weeks notice and looking forward to the future.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Testimony! Jesus Christ is my rock and my salvation! I am thankful for the knowledge I have, that will help me to Endure to the end and return one day and live with my Heavenly Father and His son Jesus Christ.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The house that we live in! Right now there is no way that we could afford a home of our own. I am thankful that my great-grandma Syl had left us her home that we may have a place to live and grow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Veterans! Those Men and Women who have made a great deal of sacrifice so that I may live in a Free Country.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jason's job-Times are really tough for the economy and I am very thankful that Jason still has a great job to go to everyday. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The opportunity to be a MOM! I see people every day that have a hard time getting pregnant and I am so thankful that is not the case for me. Bringing children into this world has been a dream of mine and so grateful to know that it is possible.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Temple Marriage! Jason is my best friend and I am so happy to know that are married for all eternity. I don't know what I would do without him. I am thankful for the gospel; to make this possible!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What are you thankful for?&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/6973904156320805745-7079997934430914123?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/7079997934430914123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/7079997934430914123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/7079997934430914123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful.html' title='I am thankful....'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-2931562471636519747</id><published>2009-11-11T13:04:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T13:11:00.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She is growing up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SvsZ9KatKdI/AAAAAAAAAcM/NxLGJamckZk/s1600-h/IMG00334%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402940716520122834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SvsZ9KatKdI/AAAAAAAAAcM/NxLGJamckZk/s320/IMG00334%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My little Emma is growing up so fast! She is now 7 months old and finally has upper body strength to sit up by herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-2931562471636519747?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/2931562471636519747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/she-is-growing-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2931562471636519747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2931562471636519747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/she-is-growing-up.html' title='She is growing up!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SvsZ9KatKdI/AAAAAAAAAcM/NxLGJamckZk/s72-c/IMG00334%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-489524689361496368</id><published>2009-11-02T16:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:58:57.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The little stinker</title><content type='html'>This morning before we left to my parents house to drop the kids off for work, Brady kept wanting some fruit snacks. I told him No and that he could have them after lunch when we get to Nahnie and Papa's house. Five minutes would go by and he again would ask. I again, would give the same response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way to my parents, I could hear paper figiting in the back seat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399659331352344338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Su9xjaFhNxI/AAAAAAAAAcE/6l2MSf3Cry0/s200/IMG00308%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(very carefully)&lt;/span&gt; take a picture of the "little stinker." Brady was trying very hard to open the fruit snacks and succeeded!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399659325834360514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Su9xjFh7dsI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rzKPoQFg76U/s200/IMG00309%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty upset with him. He did, when we got to Nahnie's house, did go and sit in timeout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-489524689361496368?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/489524689361496368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-stinker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/489524689361496368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/489524689361496368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-stinker.html' title='The little stinker'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Su9xjaFhNxI/AAAAAAAAAcE/6l2MSf3Cry0/s72-c/IMG00308%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-4520646317598040094</id><published>2009-11-02T16:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:44:50.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy (sick) Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAP&lt;/span&gt;PY &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAL&lt;/span&gt;LOWE&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;EN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399653943064648818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Su9spxJn3HI/AAAAAAAAAbs/5ARNMjxqpS4/s200/halloween+004.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Brady the Cowardly Lion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399653936227000194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Su9spXrZn4I/AAAAAAAAAbk/VWMc4XpXu3Y/s200/halloween+001.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Emma the cute Lady Bug&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This year was a Halloween event to remember. We were able to have some celebration by going to the ward Halloween party. Both Brady and Emma won a piece of candy for making their ball roll into a pumpkin. (that was one of the games for the kids 4 and under)(oh and Emma had help)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 152px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399653949943090690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Su9sqKxkjgI/AAAAAAAAAb0/zlZPibKGoRU/s200/IMG00305%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Both Brady and Emma had gotten sick. I believe it is the swine flu. Everyone that I have talked to that were diagnosed with the swine flu had the same symptoms as Brady and Emma. The only thing that we can do to control it it give them Tylenol. As you can see by the picture.. Brady kept a handkerchief in his back pocket the whole entire time. There is constant nose wipeing. Poor Kids. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I told Jason... Next Year, for sure, the kids will NOT be sick. I want to be able to go Trick-or-Treating!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-4520646317598040094?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/4520646317598040094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-sick-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4520646317598040094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4520646317598040094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-sick-halloween.html' title='Happy (sick) Halloween'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Su9spxJn3HI/AAAAAAAAAbs/5ARNMjxqpS4/s72-c/halloween+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-2656307889347842243</id><published>2009-10-26T08:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:07:59.229-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Connor and Emma at Sutherland Farms. She was trying really hard to grab Connor's hand. Can you believe that they are 3 months apart?!?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396919380352337570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuW1lRNShqI/AAAAAAAAAbc/vIQreRrXlKM/s200/IMG00179%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brady has become such the climber! I think that because he has short legs, it had made it harder for him to get onto the couch, etc... The other night, he climbed on to the walker and got right in. Silly kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396919379079446786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuW1lMdzwQI/AAAAAAAAAbU/8CNuJekkt7A/s200/IMG00290%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't Emma have such wild hair? She has all of this hair right on the top of her head; I enjoy the many things that we can do with her hair, but once you take the pony tails out-WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396919372905237746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuW1k1dwzPI/AAAAAAAAAbM/DZX7y5YZOYk/s200/IMG00288%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday afternoon, I was making some cakes for the cake walk for our Ward Halloween party. Brady decided to get a spatula from the drawer and started banging on the counter. I grabbed for the cake, already frosted, so he wouldn't knock it down. What I didn't realize was the sprinkles sitting there and an easy target. Brady hit the sprinkles and they went flying everywhere!! I looked down, took a deep breath and just laughed. I told him we needed to sweep the mess... As you can tell by the picture... He tried using the spatula to sweep the mess into the dustpan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396919368263001138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuW1kkK95DI/AAAAAAAAAbE/FYtxhVwms2o/s200/IMG00291%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-2656307889347842243?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/2656307889347842243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/connor-and-emma-at-sutherland-farms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2656307889347842243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2656307889347842243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/connor-and-emma-at-sutherland-farms.html' title=''/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuW1lRNShqI/AAAAAAAAAbc/vIQreRrXlKM/s72-c/IMG00179%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-6797775377137658324</id><published>2009-10-23T10:05:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:07:26.662-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowflake, AZ</title><content type='html'>This last weekend we went to Snowflake, AZ for my cousin Caspur and his wife, Ashley's wedding and my cousin Shada and Taylor's baptism! What a great weekend, but it happened so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We didn't leave until friday evening, which meant that we didn't get to snowflake until 9pm or so. It is about a 4 1/2 hour drive, but luckily we gain an hour there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was very interesting to see the way Ashli and Daniel acted towards one another; Jason and I drove with them and they were all lovey dovey towards one another and Jason and I... not so much. It is true when they say when you are getting married that "Love is blind." I do love Jason with all my heart, but we have never really been lovey dovey towards one another. This was an eye opener to me and I just think that it doesn't matter how many years you have been married, you should always be affectionate towards your spouse. I love you Jason!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning we woke up and got ready for Shada and Taylor's baptism. It was the coolest thing ever! (Sorry no picture of them) ON the way to the baptism, my dad was driving in front of us, then us and then a little ways back, was my mom and nena. It was getting close to baptim time and so we kind of needed to hurry. My dad passed this car and when the opportunity came up, Daniel went to pass the car also. As we were passing, we all of a sudden see a white truck and horse trailer passing at the same time. Daniel didn't see him-apparently the truck was in Daniel's blind side and he didn't see him. Do you see where this is going? Daniel and the truck hit and luckily no one got hurt. Well, just Ashli's outside mirror and the vehicle is a little scratched. Snowflake is a very SMALL town. How could we have crashed into someone? There is very little traffic. This town is so small that we actually crashed into one of our cousins, Logan! He too was on his way to the baptism. He actually had to speak! We had pulled over and checked out the damage and then went on our marry way. We saw logan pulled over and he was freaking out because he thought when we pulled over that, after we hit, that we had rolled. So, he was scared that we all had caused a huge collision. Everything was totally fine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like forever before Caspur and Ashley got married. It was at 4pm and, to me, I would have a hard time being patient if I was the bride waiting! For them, the waiting was totally worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Such a cute couple! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395832479802349890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHZDVIiWUI/AAAAAAAAAY0/PY8OQH4vKR4/s200/Random+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Waiting for the wedding to start!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395832494313159458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHZELMLuyI/AAAAAAAAAZM/HI5mQIEss1w/s200/Random+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Doesn't this look like she is going to give me alot of attitude growing up?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395832487000585570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHZDv8utWI/AAAAAAAAAY8/K-5yBX73PSA/s200/Random+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(maybe not) &lt;/span&gt;Happy!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395832490242410402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHZD8BpB6I/AAAAAAAAAZE/5wOebtTZU1I/s200/Random+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The anxiously awaiting Groom!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395832495917980386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHZERKzWuI/AAAAAAAAAZU/LeBAHJnlRO8/s200/Random+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395835365583495058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHbrTgYH5I/AAAAAAAAAZc/BSQisyNVCu0/s200/Random+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;What a cute couple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395835371935539410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHbrrK0oNI/AAAAAAAAAZk/w83Gndn6UtA/s200/Random+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to take a picture of this... Can you see what it is? It is a beer bottle under the seat of the wife of the bestman. She was drinking as much as she could before the wedding started! To me, it seemed a little tacky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395835375868284706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHbr50djyI/AAAAAAAAAZs/bJW-UzqxohY/s200/Random+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All of Caspur's brothers, except for the one in the plaid. Don't know who that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395835378845530690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHbsE6SukI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/M1UQB2he-Zw/s200/Random+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After the wedding and the kids couldn't wait to go jump on the trampoline. Brady wanted to be a big boy! He doesn't quite understand the concept of jumping, though. He stayed on the side as much as possible.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395835387059459090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHbsjgpVBI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/JWrrvppkER8/s200/Random+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He had enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395839317431757570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHfRVSbKwI/AAAAAAAAAaE/bRl6KiZY6TM/s200/Random+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Aunt Ashli and Brady Dancing the night away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395839321315009266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHfRjwQ4vI/AAAAAAAAAaM/PRZdpujKg0E/s200/Random+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395839328711573298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHfR_TvfzI/AAAAAAAAAaU/UYPBvFqQ-WM/s200/Random+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Can you tell we were a little bored! Jason is looking on the internet on his phone and I am playing with my hair. Do you like my hair? Ashli did it and I had to step WAY out of my comfort zone to wear it like that all day! She put one of those bump its in it and so it was just different and something that I was trying really hard to get used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395839333655111714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHfSRuX6CI/AAAAAAAAAac/GvlMZ3I1Br8/s200/Random+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395839340651184658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHfSryXghI/AAAAAAAAAak/2LUKBiyI4JI/s200/Random+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My WONDERFUL and HOT husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395840264610555586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHgIdzcpsI/AAAAAAAAAa0/9USqxzAOAWs/s200/Random+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was the funiest thing ever! Somehow a strawberry had landed on the floor and Daniel had no idea. So he stepped on it and made quite the mess! We laughed so hard, because if you look closely, it looks like Daniel was having "Women Problems" haha! Daniel got quite red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395840259432209650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHgIKg1XPI/AAAAAAAAAas/Cmj0-s20LOY/s200/Random+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Brady had a hard time eating the cake with a fork. I think because they had stuck it in the fridge. Anywho, he got impatient and decided to eat the whole thing with his hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395840266976324818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHgImnfbNI/AAAAAAAAAa8/lkAFdznKkNg/s200/Random+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-6797775377137658324?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/6797775377137658324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/snowflake-az.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6797775377137658324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6797775377137658324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/snowflake-az.html' title='Snowflake, AZ'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHZDVIiWUI/AAAAAAAAAY0/PY8OQH4vKR4/s72-c/Random+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-1442478860563126619</id><published>2009-10-23T08:57:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T10:05:28.865-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sutherland Farms</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395818403525402290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHMP-6lnrI/AAAAAAAAAXE/jdM56jSKlbw/s320/Random+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On the weekend of the 10th, majority of my family got together and went to Sutherland Farms in Aztec. Brady totally loved the animals. He kept trying to put his hand in the fence to touch the animals. A goat almost got Brady's fingers. That would have been a great treat! It was a very nice weekend and it was much needed. (Note to self: don't wear flip flops when picking pumpkins. I constantly felt a goathead on my feet.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395811438221355218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHF6jIsaNI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Yzu5D-hsReM/s320/Random+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395811413476496322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHF5G9D08I/AAAAAAAAAV0/HujdxvAkRx4/s320/Random+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395811422536447202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHF5otHtOI/AAAAAAAAAV8/0IqQ0JFFWCU/s320/Random+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Brady loved playing in the corn! He thought it was weird that he had a hard time walking in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395811426736107090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHF54WZblI/AAAAAAAAAWE/uBpjGgoMvbo/s320/Random+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395811436374704770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHF6cQawoI/AAAAAAAAAWM/8OquwF4VJKc/s320/Random+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brady enjoyed Aunt Ashli burying him in the corn! It was pretty funny to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395813151836542514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHHeS2ZFjI/AAAAAAAAAWc/sOGvmOHDQiM/s320/Random+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He had corn EVERYWHERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395813159444927442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHHevMX09I/AAAAAAAAAWk/vKt0wrsYiUk/s320/Random+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Connor didn't know what to think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395813165639165586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHHfGRMZpI/AAAAAAAAAWs/k9abWFO_peM/s320/Random+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We then decided to go through the corn maze and can you believe it? Brady actually led us the whole way out. I loved how his brain was working... He came to a fork and would look at both ways and then made his own decision. I seriously think we were in there for maybe 5 minutes-if that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395813175837117858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHHfsQkzaI/AAAAAAAAAW8/SncSeuKK39s/s320/Random+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395813171745644946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHHfdBF4ZI/AAAAAAAAAW0/XxCmBiym-Mo/s320/Random+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395818407743959058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHMQOoXsBI/AAAAAAAAAXM/-KhT3wSopf4/s320/Random+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395818408356903026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHMQQ6geHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/rkVMmOM4lIo/s320/Random+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395818419288749618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHMQ5o3NjI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Ouum2Ne6YC0/s320/Random+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt; For a moment... Emma was actually standing by herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395818424301161010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHMRMT6ijI/AAAAAAAAAXk/3S2m1sq31ok/s320/Random+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395819964359761202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHNq1ef3TI/AAAAAAAAAXs/uSGFJNpyRkk/s320/Random+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Our little family :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395819973438454610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHNrXTBu1I/AAAAAAAAAX8/YxyTv_35Jbk/s320/Random+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395819967315326466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHNrAfKNgI/AAAAAAAAAX0/YxJm6yYmyuQ/s320/Random+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Nahnie, Connor, Emma &amp;amp; Brady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395819977395868866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHNrmCjFMI/AAAAAAAAAYE/X2hNa7WpaHE/s320/Random+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME TO PICK PUMPKINS! WHERE TO START?!?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395821364955640066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHO8XGk8QI/AAAAAAAAAYs/3KeL-_DDbpw/s320/Random+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395819985977743506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHNsGAoGJI/AAAAAAAAAYM/XTJiwgbs6NQ/s320/Random+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395821352645281506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHO7pPjxuI/AAAAAAAAAYU/_Lc8b7m46d8/s320/Random+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395821362690655202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHO8OqkA-I/AAAAAAAAAYk/qQ8ZBNkV-TM/s320/Random+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She was more interested in the weeds! She was trying so hard to pick one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395821357146506466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHO76AvBOI/AAAAAAAAAYc/jKlwCFu4ikA/s320/Random+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang! I just realized that I didn't get a picture of Brady and Emma with their pumpkins. Brady picked a pumpkin for Emma that was the size of his head, ok, a little smaller. Because it was so small, they didn't even charge us for it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had a great time! I can't wait for next year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-1442478860563126619?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/1442478860563126619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/sutherland-farms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1442478860563126619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1442478860563126619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/sutherland-farms.html' title='Sutherland Farms'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHMP-6lnrI/AAAAAAAAAXE/jdM56jSKlbw/s72-c/Random+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-4855630617940337611</id><published>2009-10-22T15:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T15:06:41.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dates to Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;         *Tiffany and Drew plan to get married June 12, 2010 at the Hammond Park in Bloomfield!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;         *Ashli and Daniel plan to be married January 2, 2010 in the Mesa, AZ Temple!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;         *Emma is going to have the 2nd and last part of her cleft lip surgery on December 2, 2009 at the Presbyterian Hospital in Albuquerque.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-4855630617940337611?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/4855630617940337611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/dates-to-remember.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4855630617940337611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4855630617940337611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/dates-to-remember.html' title='Dates to Remember'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-8612642431671657355</id><published>2009-10-22T14:52:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T15:01:44.577-06:00</updated><title type='text'>16 Years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuDHINjNDhI/AAAAAAAAAVE/aRDjD_yV4_U/s1600-h/5351_STGEORGEUT_hr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395531297480052242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuDHINjNDhI/AAAAAAAAAVE/aRDjD_yV4_U/s320/5351_STGEORGEUT_hr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; ~St. George, UT Temple~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On October 22, 1993 My family and I were sealed for all time and eternity! Can you believe it has been 16 years? Sixteen Years and going strong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks mom and dad for preparing our family and making today, the past 16 years and the years to come a very special day!&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/6973904156320805745-8612642431671657355?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/8612642431671657355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/16-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8612642431671657355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8612642431671657355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/16-years.html' title='16 Years!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuDHINjNDhI/AAAAAAAAAVE/aRDjD_yV4_U/s72-c/5351_STGEORGEUT_hr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-6929536408687059974</id><published>2009-10-20T14:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T14:42:17.901-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We have a solution!</title><content type='html'>Do you remember when I posted about Brady and his throwing his food habits? If not, you will need to find it.. haha! I am not sure how to make a shortcut for it! Anywho... Brady has a problem with throwing his food either when he is done or when he is in that mood. I have become frustrated with it and I believe we have found a solution. When Brady was becoming familiar with the button to turn on and off the tv, we had enough of it and didn't want him to do it anymore... So, we would squirt him with a water bottle. Yes, it does sound cruel, but it worked! We decided to see if squirting him again, would work and sure enough.... IT IS WORKING! When he would throw his food, we would squirt him. At times, he is not to fond of it. At this point, when he is about to throw his food, we threaten him with the water bottle and he does something else with it; either eat it or put it back on the tray. Hey, it works!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-6929536408687059974?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/6929536408687059974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-have-solution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6929536408687059974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6929536408687059974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-have-solution.html' title='We have a solution!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-2506347950769623521</id><published>2009-10-20T14:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T14:34:54.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>19 Months Old</title><content type='html'>Man... Doesn't it seem like yesterday I was blogging about Brady turning 18 months old? My baby is growing up so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394782185036270706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/St4d0IOxTHI/AAAAAAAAAU0/IOb68hCKSTw/s320/IMG00281%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brady is quite the character. He didn't want to get his picture taken and the only way I could get it is if he had the nerf gun with him. It amazes me every day of the little boy he is turning into! I couldn't help but laugh every time when I was trying to take the picture because he just wanted to point the nerf gun and pretend like he is shooting something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I LOVE YOU BRADY SO MUCH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-2506347950769623521?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/2506347950769623521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/19-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2506347950769623521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2506347950769623521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/19-months-old.html' title='19 Months Old'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/St4d0IOxTHI/AAAAAAAAAU0/IOb68hCKSTw/s72-c/IMG00281%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-6396144569306078594</id><published>2009-10-20T08:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T09:10:44.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night we decided to go see the dollar movie "The Invention of Lying." I didn't care for it, it was kind of boring. I had a hard time grasping the fact that they spoke the truth and the main character invented lying. It was kind of weird that they were so blunt about everything.... &lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of the movie, I was watching the movie but not paying attention. So I started thinking about other things. For instance in the movie no one knew about the "after life" and they didn't know there was a "Man in the sky" as it says in the movie; this all made me so grateful for the knowledge I have of the Plan of Salvation. I am so thankful to know that it doesn't end once I am dead; I can return and live with my Father in Heaven and His son Jesus Christ. As far as the man in the sky, I am so thankful to know that I know that there is a God. That my Heavenly Father and His son Jesus Christ do love me and I love Them. I am very thankful for the life I live and that I have the atonement in my life. As I was sitting there watching the movie, it hit me that there were some people sitting here watching the movie with me and don't believe that there is a "Man in the sky." How? Why? There are so many people missing out. &lt;br /&gt;I AM SO THANKFUL TO HAVE THE GOSPEL IN MY LIFE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-6396144569306078594?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/6396144569306078594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-night-we-decided-to-go-see-dollar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6396144569306078594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6396144569306078594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-night-we-decided-to-go-see-dollar.html' title=''/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-1471135572869179570</id><published>2009-10-19T13:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T13:11:36.952-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How did he know?</title><content type='html'>Last night while Jason and I were making dinner we would every once in a while starting kissing, hugging, etc... While we were kissing, Brady walks into the kitchen and says "DON'T!" We stop and he comes up to Jason and starts spanking him and says "NO" and then did the same thing to me! Silly Kid! We stopped, continued with dinner and then start kissing again. Brady walked in again and said "Don't." How did he know?  We couldn't help but laugh every time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-1471135572869179570?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/1471135572869179570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-did-he-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1471135572869179570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1471135572869179570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-did-he-know.html' title='How did he know?'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-6884159778732940076</id><published>2009-10-19T12:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T13:06:40.101-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PEAS = YUMMY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sty3_w6IViI/AAAAAAAAAUs/sTeK92lohQ8/s1600-h/IMG00273%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394388759771371042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sty3_w6IViI/AAAAAAAAAUs/sTeK92lohQ8/s320/IMG00273%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (Sorry the picture is a little blurry; she would not stop moving)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Emma just loves Peas! When we got home from Arizona we were unpacking things and she started getting hungry-both her and Brady. I decided to go ahead and feed Emma peas while dinner was in the making. She actually gobbled down a whole 2.5oz jar and 4oz of milk!!! She is getting so big. Her cheeks are actually starting to puff up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-6884159778732940076?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/6884159778732940076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/peas-yummy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6884159778732940076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6884159778732940076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/peas-yummy.html' title='PEAS = YUMMY!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sty3_w6IViI/AAAAAAAAAUs/sTeK92lohQ8/s72-c/IMG00273%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-6760863000334899742</id><published>2009-10-07T13:23:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T13:51:19.621-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I JUST LOVE MY BABIES SO MUCH! BRADY LOVES TO PLAY WITH HER AND EMMA CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389942426197029778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SszsFFlH85I/AAAAAAAAATQ/0lEKAh0asi4/s320/IMG00671%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389941981007388402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SszrrLHpHvI/AAAAAAAAATA/EMRdDBgkAK4/s320/Brady+and+Emma+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389941946276394450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SszrpJvINdI/AAAAAAAAASo/mOkENnXNPBY/s320/IMG00228%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRADY IS SO SILLY WHEN IT COMES TO THE CAMERA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389941958136102594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sszrp16s_sI/AAAAAAAAASw/5-YASuFN7oc/s320/Brady+%26+Emma+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;MY SISTER WAS GOING TO GET HER HAIR COLORED AND THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUNNY TO PUT THE CAP ON BRADY. HE LOOKS SO SILLY. THE FUNNY THING IS THAT HE KNEW HE WAS GETTING THE CENTER OF THE ATTENTION! HE HAS SUCH A GREAT PERSONALITY! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389946143769610178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sszvdenfx8I/AAAAAAAAATg/4V1D2OLU6wg/s320/IMG00257%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE 2ND ACCIDENT HE HAS HAD WITH PEEING IN HIS PANTS. WELL, THE FIRST TIME, I HAD JUST GOTTEN EMMA AND BRADY OUT OF THE BATH AND GOT EMMA ALL DRESSED, THEN WENT TO GET BRADY'S CLOTHES AND FOUND P**P ON THE FLOOR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH THE REASON WHY HE DIDN'T HAVE A DIAPER ON WAS BECAUSE HE WAS TRYING TO GET ON THE GROWN-UP TOILET AND SO I PUT HIM ON HIS TOILET. HE DECIDED HE WAS DONE AND WE WENT TO GET HIS CLOTHES TO CHANGE. I CAME INTO THE LIVING ROOM AND SAW THE ACCIDENT. I ASKED HIM WHERE HE PEED AND HE TOOK ME TO THE SPOT RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE T.V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389942418733112962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SszsEpxlnoI/AAAAAAAAATI/VUM57SbX14g/s320/IMG00265%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;WE DECIDED TO GO FOR A WALK ON WEEKEND AT BERG PARK. BRADY LOVED TO BE ON TOP OF THE BRIDGE LOOKING AT THE WATER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389946131243695042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sszvcv9Fe8I/AAAAAAAAATY/vfym-PWlGh8/s320/IMG00047%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN WE WERE SWIMMING IN ALBUQUERQUE; THE DAY BEFORE EMMAS CLEFT LIP SURGERY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389941970186042050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SszrqizoesI/AAAAAAAAAS4/UyrLQw4MYds/s320/Brady+%26+Emma+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389946167732540610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sszve34tFMI/AAAAAAAAAT4/bZ8vZ-6QZ4s/s320/Brady+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;EMMA ALWAYS GIVES THE BIGGEST SMILE EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389941940581532562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sszro0hXg5I/AAAAAAAAASg/mcLOC1t73fM/s320/Brady+%26+Emma+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;EMMA AT ONE OF THE CONNIE MACK GAMES. DON'T YOU LOVE HER BOW! I MADE IT FOR THIS SPECIAL OCCASION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389946152091530834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sszvd9nmNlI/AAAAAAAAATo/PUz3poiVVdo/s320/Brady+%26+Emma+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;EMMA IS GETTING SO BIG! SHE IS NOW SITTING IN THE HIGH CHAIR AND STARTING TO EAT SOLID FOODS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389946155526110450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SszveKadvPI/AAAAAAAAATw/5CFbc4rjz4w/s320/IMG00680%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;** I have so much updating to do... more to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-6760863000334899742?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/6760863000334899742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6760863000334899742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6760863000334899742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-pictures.html' title='Random Pictures'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SszsFFlH85I/AAAAAAAAATQ/0lEKAh0asi4/s72-c/IMG00671%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-3122682671364303726</id><published>2009-10-06T12:50:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T14:02:45.979-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma is 6 Months Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389578308612193586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Ssug6p36_TI/AAAAAAAAASY/8347kNIAK_s/s320/6+months.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; OH MY GOSH! Can you believe it? Emma has made it to her half way to a YEAR mark!! What a joy she has been!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;12lbs 13.9oz ~ 24 3/4in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*She constantly smiles at you!&lt;br /&gt;*She is so easy to put to sleep. You get her ready for bed, put her in bed and she will turn to her left and fall right to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;*SHE SLEEPS THROUGH THE NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;*She thinks it is so funny when Brady sneezes&lt;br /&gt;*She can still fit into 0-3 month clothes (depends on the outfit)&lt;br /&gt;*We have introduced her to solid foods and she likes: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Green Beans&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Carrots&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hawaiian Delight&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Pears&lt;/span&gt; (not a picky eater)&lt;br /&gt;*She drinks 5oz of formula every 2-3 hrs; depending on the day!&lt;br /&gt;*Loves to suck her thumb, hardly takes the pacifier&lt;br /&gt;*She can HOLD her own bottle!&lt;br /&gt;*She drools all the of the time, but no teeth yet&lt;br /&gt;*Takes atleast 5 cat naps through out the day&lt;br /&gt;*She loves to watch you while you talk&lt;br /&gt;*She does not like to sit; she would rather stand&lt;br /&gt;*When laying down, she tries so hard to sit up (She is going to great abs!)&lt;br /&gt;*She will roll over every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;*She loves to grab things and put them in her mouth&lt;br /&gt;*When she is trying to grab something and no luck, she will suck her thumb, try again-no luck and then suck her thumb, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE LOVE YOU EMMA RAE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before her shots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389950453489718962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SszzYVk11rI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/amnlnC683C0/s320/IMG00261%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After her shots. Poor thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389950461600909762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SszzYzysycI/AAAAAAAAAUY/rXCCW4G6EtQ/s320/IMG00262%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-3122682671364303726?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/3122682671364303726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/emma-is-6-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3122682671364303726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3122682671364303726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/emma-is-6-months-old.html' title='Emma is 6 Months Old!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Ssug6p36_TI/AAAAAAAAASY/8347kNIAK_s/s72-c/6+months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-4465362112687838800</id><published>2009-10-01T12:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T12:58:26.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Bells are in the Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so happy for you my two sisters Tiffany and Ashli! They both have gotten engaged to two great guys and we can't be happier for them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ashli &amp;amp; Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tiffany &amp;amp; Drew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dates to come...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-4465362112687838800?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/4465362112687838800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/wedding-bells-are-in-air.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4465362112687838800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4465362112687838800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/10/wedding-bells-are-in-air.html' title='Wedding Bells are in the Air'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-2554493543502337357</id><published>2009-09-30T14:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T15:08:46.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Very FRUSTRATING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#990000;"&gt;So, I think this post will be me venting... about Brady!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#990000;"&gt;I absolutely love my little boy to death. I love it that when he is ready to go to bed, he comes and cuddles with me. I love that when that he is growing up so much and learning new things everyday. I love that when in the middle of the night, if he is having a nightmare and crying for awhile, I can go into his room and comfort him. I love my Brady!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#990000;"&gt;Now.... the time to vent.... Brady has become such an independent little boy. When it is time to eat, he knows that he needs to have his highchair and he stands next to it until I get it for him. He doesn't like for us to feed him. He will only eat when we do the airplane, but it gets old at every bite. Brady wants to feed himself. He is now at the point where he takes a couple of bites and then likes to throw the rest of his food. SO AGGRAVATING!!!! In the mornings I have to get ready for work, so I stick him in the living room in his highchair and put on a movie so that he intertained. Boy, does it push my buttons when I come into the living room to find the bowl on the floor turned upside down and pieces of food thrown all over. It does frustrate me also that since he wants to throw his food on the floor, he gets put in timeout and then doesn't get anything until snack time. So, the frustrating part is that he hardly ever eats. No, he doesn't cry because he is hungry, but still... He really knows how to push my buttons and I have to sit there for a second to calm down so I don't raise my voice at him. This can only go on for so long. Help!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#990000;"&gt;Has anybody been in this situation? What did you do to overcome?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-2554493543502337357?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/2554493543502337357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/very-frustrating.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2554493543502337357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2554493543502337357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/very-frustrating.html' title='Very FRUSTRATING!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-634958767803707083</id><published>2009-09-28T15:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T16:12:18.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great-Grandma Maggie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; On Sunday, 09/20/2009 my great-grandma Maggie passed away from a stroke. She was the mother of 17 children. I can't remember how many grandchildren and great-grandchildren but I do know that she also had 3 great-great-grandchildren! Brady, Emma &amp;amp; Connor. :) Grandma Maggie lived a great life and I am so happy to know that one day I will be able to see her again and that she is not suffering anymore and reunited with her husband, sons and other family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386639553439808962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SsEwIlvZPcI/AAAAAAAAASQ/w6RcDpgV1bA/s320/POR_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Grandma Irma, Great-Grandma Maggie, Me (emma), My dad and Brady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were able to get a 5 generation picture and for some reason I didn't get one with Emma when she was born! If you look at the picture, I am actually pregnant with Emma-that is like getting the 5 generation picture, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The funeral service took place on Thursday 09/24/2009 in Cebolla, NM. It is a tiny town just 30 min (North, East, South, West) of Chama. I don't know which one. The day was beautiful; which was good cause I was a little scared that brady and Emma would freeze.  During the funeral service, Emma decided to be the chatter box and scream and talk the whole entire time. The funeral had not gone on for about 10 min and I was needing to take her to the back. It was probably not appropriate for Emma to be talking during the service. When I got up, Brady started crying because I was leaving and so my mom was with him right behind me. I wanted to stand in the back, but the church is so tiny that there was a crowd standing in the back watching.. I make my way out the door and still more people standing outside.  For the rest of the funeral service, we stayed outside and the kids enjoyed it. The cemetery is just up the road, so from the church we walk on to the main hwy and turn left in to the cemetery. It was nice because grandma maggie was burried right next to her kids and my grandpa paul(her husband)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386639549940463602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SsEwIYtFd_I/AAAAAAAAASI/JeNA-tR0enQ/s320/IMG00242%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of my uncles (grandma maggies boys) were the ballbearers (Sp?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386639546255190578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SsEwIK-cqjI/AAAAAAAAASA/9F0qGPZf9MI/s320/funeral.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"God be with you till we meet again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-634958767803707083?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/634958767803707083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-grandma-maggie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/634958767803707083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/634958767803707083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-grandma-maggie.html' title='Great-Grandma Maggie'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SsEwIlvZPcI/AAAAAAAAASQ/w6RcDpgV1bA/s72-c/POR_0046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-1779969057154013693</id><published>2009-09-25T08:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T09:08:00.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Month Cont.</title><content type='html'>Don't you hate it when you have posted something and then realize that you left some stuff out... I look at the many things that Brady does and for family updates and memories, I need to continue. I hope I get everything.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*Brady puts his finger to his mouth and "Sshhhh" when Emma is sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*He knows how to clearly make the sounds of a Cow and a snake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*He gets CAR SICK-yay! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*He LOVES fruit. If he could eat that all day, everyday he would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*When at home and about to eat, he won't start eating until he is in his highchair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*He is very independent. ex: He gets mad when we open something for him and he wont take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*It doesn't matter what Brady is doing, when he hears the fridge open-he comes running in to get something to eat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*He loves to Drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*Anything we ask him to do, he understands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*He is one sly little boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*Anything he straddles, he thinks it is a horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*He loves to wrestle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*He can sit and read books for hours. When he is being cranky, I ask him to go to his room and get a book-it totally calms him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*He thinks that just about everything is a gun. He points the object and says "BaBa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*He wears a size 4 shoe-yes he has tiny feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*He tries to get himself dressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*He loves the primary song "Popcorn popping on the apricot tree" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(You know, I am not sure the title of the song) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When I am done, he tells me "AGAIN"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*He loves to feed himself but when he thinks he is done, we will ride the spoon like an airplane and he will eat alot more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*He puts his arm in the air like airplane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*When someone is clapping, he has to clap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*When he hears music, he waves his arms in the air like he is leading the music(I think it is his way of dancing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*He is catching on to the things we do. ex:Last night, for dinner he was eating macaroni and cheese and was pointing and wanting something, Cup?-no, Chopstick?-no, pepper?-YES. He gets the pepper and puts it in his dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-1779969057154013693?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/1779969057154013693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/18-month-cont.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1779969057154013693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1779969057154013693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/18-month-cont.html' title='18 Month Cont.'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-8090754125090479315</id><published>2009-09-22T13:06:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T15:10:40.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Months Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SrklJqfn7AI/AAAAAAAAAR0/R6OgKx75BbI/s1600-h/IMG00239%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384375677454117890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SrklJqfn7AI/AAAAAAAAAR0/R6OgKx75BbI/s320/IMG00239%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (he is saying cheese!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;On Saturday, Brady turned 18 months old! It is sad for me; I have come to realize that my baby boy will no longer be my baby boy. I absolutely LOVE him to death! He always brightens my day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;At 18 months old:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*A great big brother to Emma-when she cries, he either gets my attention or grabs for her pacifier or bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*He loves to wear hats-When he sees a hat, he says "ha"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*He knows how to say: cheese, ball, mom, dad, nahnie, papa, apple, up, down, another one, no way, wow, "om-for some", please, Jees-for Jesus, Touch Down, Blue, Yellow, (one a good day-Love you), Hi, Bye, Poop, shoes, socks, eyes, sup-thanks Aunt Terica, Em-for Emma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*He knows how to sign PLEASE (He is now at the point where he thinks if he signs please he can have anything...ex: this morning he wanted fruit snacks and I told him it was to early and that he could have them after lunch, he then signs please to see if I would change my mind)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*He can point out just about every object in each book he is looking at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*He is ALWAYS eating. Even when he is done eating and he sees someone else with food, he has to have some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*He no longer takes the pacifier or bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*He loves to give Brady hugs and kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*Before bed he gives a picture of Jesus kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*When he is cold he says BRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*When he sees fire, he wants to blow it out or say hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*He knows his animal sounds (horse, pig, lamb, goat, lion, monkey, cat, dog, alligator)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*His favorite movie is SPIRIT-The Stallion of the Cimarron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*He loves to throw food-I don't care for that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*He knows where the time out seat is in the house and Nahnies (grandma) house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*When he doesn't get his way-He SCREAMS at the top of his lungs-I don't care for this either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*We ask him: What does Mommy say? His response Don't-then he says HI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*We ask him: What does Nahnie say? His response NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*When he sees Jasons parents dogs-he automatically says "Don't"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*He loves to help take laundry out of the dryer and dishes out of the dishwasher and say "another one"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*He is finally able to go to Nursery at church, but he is yet to stay the whole time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*He loves trucks, tractors, 4-wheelers-but when they are one-he won't get on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*He is allergic to Cats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;*He is understanding the concept of potty training-still have a ways to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;*You still need 6 more teeth and you will have them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;*He bangs on the bathroom door when he wants to get his toothbrush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;*He loves to flush the toilet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;*He gets into EVERYTHING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*He is very loveable (Ex: We were both looking out the window and he puts his arm around me and lays his head on my shoulder)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*He is 22.2lbs and 31 in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;*In 6 months he will be 2 YEARS OLD! (tear!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*He wears can fit into 6-9 month pants, but they are too short; 12 month pants are a little big for him and some are getting short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*He has the BEST parents in the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;WE LOVE YOU BRADY QUINN! YOU BRING SUCH GREAT JOY INTO OUR LIFE AND WE ARE SO HAPPY AND PROUD TO BE YOUR PARENTS! :)&lt;/span&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/6973904156320805745-8090754125090479315?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/8090754125090479315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/18-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8090754125090479315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8090754125090479315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/18-months-old.html' title='18 Months Old!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SrklJqfn7AI/AAAAAAAAAR0/R6OgKx75BbI/s72-c/IMG00239%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-8613477322733029585</id><published>2009-09-18T13:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T13:50:44.184-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TOUCH DOWN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We were at Jason's parents house last night watching one of the college football games and one of the teams made a touch down and Jason yells "Touch Down" Brady got the hang of it and well.... 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He gets so excited when it goes off. My mom has been really good about getting him to understand the toilet and training him. We just need to go buy one of those fancy toilets so it will be easier for him at home. Brady is getting the concept. The other day when I was getting ready in the bathroom, he lifted up the lid and said, "poop." I then asked him if he needed the bathroom and he fumbles with his shirt and pants and so I hurry to get him on the toilet. Sometimes, I think he likes to just sit on the toilet! But Brady at 17 1/2 months old is one step closer to being potty trained!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-3677008742386354533?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/3677008742386354533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/potty-training.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3677008742386354533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3677008742386354533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/potty-training.html' title='Potty Training'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sq563wjFRHI/AAAAAAAAARs/8spgOI6gp2U/s72-c/Unnamed%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-6164067415176772951</id><published>2009-09-14T10:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T10:57:15.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sq51ua8aw9I/AAAAAAAAARk/sLn_k6eAqD0/s1600-h/IMG00228%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381368045121487826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sq51ua8aw9I/AAAAAAAAARk/sLn_k6eAqD0/s320/IMG00228%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE MY BABIES SO MUCH! Brady is such a great big brother to Emma; He is always loving on her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-6164067415176772951?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/6164067415176772951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6164067415176772951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6164067415176772951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-it.html' title='Love it!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sq51ua8aw9I/AAAAAAAAARk/sLn_k6eAqD0/s72-c/IMG00228%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-1616099447291761030</id><published>2009-09-14T10:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T10:54:33.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Settling with...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sq50_a2E04I/AAAAAAAAARc/-JDSkgIZYEQ/s1600-h/IMG00229%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381367237641032578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sq50_a2E04I/AAAAAAAAARc/-JDSkgIZYEQ/s320/IMG00229%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is what Brady has to settle with since Mommy wont let Daddy buy one!!!&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/6973904156320805745-1616099447291761030?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/1616099447291761030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/settling-with.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1616099447291761030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1616099447291761030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/settling-with.html' title='Settling with...'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sq50_a2E04I/AAAAAAAAARc/-JDSkgIZYEQ/s72-c/IMG00229%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-4503589368214492998</id><published>2009-09-14T10:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T10:51:03.234-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma + Thumb = Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sq50DvmIA_I/AAAAAAAAARU/16rtSdlvHRE/s1600-h/IMG00230%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381366212419126258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sq50DvmIA_I/AAAAAAAAARU/16rtSdlvHRE/s320/IMG00230%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sq50DGTl4yI/AAAAAAAAARM/B946tC1yp3k/s1600-h/IMG00651%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381366201335538466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sq50DGTl4yI/AAAAAAAAARM/B946tC1yp3k/s320/IMG00651%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brady never sucked his thumb; his comfort was the pacifier. I noticed Emma doing it the other day and now it had become familiar and now her comfort. Two times now, she has put herself to sleep by sucking her thumb. I think it is so precious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-4503589368214492998?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/4503589368214492998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/emma-thumb-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4503589368214492998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4503589368214492998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/emma-thumb-sleep.html' title='Emma + Thumb = Sleep'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sq50DvmIA_I/AAAAAAAAARU/16rtSdlvHRE/s72-c/IMG00230%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-3348251699646747702</id><published>2009-09-04T12:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T12:20:14.527-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I THINK BRADY HAS WATCHED ME GET READY ONE TO MANY TIMES....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SqFZ-s_WXvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/vHEVH-f7-7s/s1600-h/IMG00218%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377678363820711666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SqFZ-s_WXvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/vHEVH-f7-7s/s320/IMG00218%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377678367225877330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SqFZ-5rNE1I/AAAAAAAAARE/gro0FHNEVso/s320/IMG00219%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-3348251699646747702?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/3348251699646747702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-think-brady-has-watched-me-get-ready.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3348251699646747702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3348251699646747702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-think-brady-has-watched-me-get-ready.html' title=''/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SqFZ-s_WXvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/vHEVH-f7-7s/s72-c/IMG00218%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-2470747505565983965</id><published>2009-09-03T17:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T12:16:46.797-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brady is so silly!</title><content type='html'>Brady ABSOLUTELY loves animals. He actually has a couple of different animal books that he can sit and look at for hours. The other day he actually got mad at me because I wasn't paying attention to him when he was pointing to one of the animals.&lt;br /&gt;This morning I put him in the high chair to eat breakfast in the living room. I then put on the movie " SPIRIT- The Last of the Cimarron" (or something like that) It's about wild stallions and Brady loves it!! He has even started acting like a horse- where he gets on his hands and knees and neighs.Brady spilt his cereal all over the floor and when I got him out of the highchair I then got on my hands and knees to pick it up. Brady the silly boy he is, came up behind me and tried to climb up onto my back and "neighs" again! Haha! He was trying to be a cowboy and me the horse!!! Oh I just love that little boy!&lt;br /&gt;PS... *He also ROARS like a Lion&lt;br /&gt;*OW'S (meow) like a cat&lt;br /&gt;*MOOS like a cow&lt;br /&gt;*BAA like a Sheep&lt;br /&gt;*OOHH, OOHH like a Monkey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-2470747505565983965?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/2470747505565983965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/brady-is-so-silly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2470747505565983965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2470747505565983965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/brady-is-so-silly.html' title='Brady is so silly!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-420417535424036714</id><published>2009-09-03T14:16:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T16:07:02.559-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The ReCreation by Dr. Cuadros</title><content type='html'>It didn't seem like the end of August would ever get here and now it is already September 3, 2009 and Emma is done with her surgery and the stitches are taken out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had to be at Presbyterian Hospital at 10am and when we left Bloomfield we forgot about the road construction so we were getting a little scared if we were going to make it on time. Just before we got to the hospital, like a block down, Brady decides to throw up every where. I tried cleaning up, but once I got a whoof of the smell.... YUCK! My dad is so great, he ended up cleaning the mess. Before we left, I had gotten this feeling that I should bring Brady and extra pair of clothes... Do you think I did? Nope! I totally forgot. We get to the hospital right at 10am and we started rushing because we didn't know if they were waiting on us... We go to inpatient registration and they told us just to get stitches out, we need to go to outpatient reg. We walk over there and this lady had no idea what we were talking about. I told her that Dr. Cuadros is going to do it and she said we need to go to his office.. we just didn't think that was right. So, my mom got frustrated with her and walked off.. I just stood there, like what do I do? and then told her to have a good day! We then found a nurse and she told us that there is a building that Dr. Cuadros meets in just a block from the hospital where he usually meets. Because we were already running late, we decide to walk; we didn't get very far when my mom decides to call Dr. Cuadros office. They told us to go the surgical entrance where we went last week. By that time is was 10:10am. We appologize for being late. The nurse said that is ok because she is not scheduled to get the sutures (stitches) out until 12pm. Are you kidding me? I didn't know that we were going to have to wait that long. Plus, that has got to be really hard on a baby when they have to start fasting at 5am and stop having water at 9am. So, overall, she has had to go for almost 7hours of fasting and then who knows how long after when she recovers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad finally walks in with Brady and boy did he stink. We decide to go the gift shop to see if we could find something for him to wear. The smallest thing I found for him was a 10-12 shirt for kids. I laughed so hard-I needed that laugh. Brady reminded me of a little kid who puts on their parents shirts and wears them to bed. See...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377350042744892802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SqAvX5q9rYI/AAAAAAAAAQk/_WeLaPbWe7U/s320/IMG00210%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Everybody got a kick out of him! There was nothing else that we could do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Preparing Emma to get the sutures out took like an hour or longer. They weighed her and she now weighs: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11lbs 0.1oz&lt;/span&gt;! She gained alittle over 7oz since last wednesday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I of course, had to put Emma to sleep so she would stop crying and calm down. Poor girl. When Dr. Cuadros would be taking out the sutures, he said that he would get another look at her palate-as you recall in surgery blog he saw that she has a submucous palate aka soft palate and it would be best to have surgery on it and repair it just in case if something down the road was to happen. The whole procedure ended up taking about 15min. Dr. Cuadros came in said that everything went really well. Emma was still asleep but it would be good to have her see you when she wakes up. He did give us some good news; while checking out the palate he actually noticed that the palate is actually not as bad as he thought. We would just need to check it out everyonce in a while and then; he really thinks that we wont need to do surgery on it. Yay! When we met up with Emma she was not asleep and the nurse was trying to get her to calm down. I put her in my lap and she fell back asleep. I guess it's just Mommy's touch. :) Once she was able to eat, she gobbled down the pedialyte and formula-It was close to 8oz! That is ALOT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEFORE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377364438238961394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SqA8d1ENHvI/AAAAAAAAAQs/bDITEY2Axpc/s320/IMG00186%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Right before surgery 08/26/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AFTER:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377364448741966786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SqA8ecMUQ8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/hG4_A-HsIMo/s320/IMG00217%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Today 09/03/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is still a little swollen, and the suture line will be red for awhile but everything will be better in no time. We just now have to prepare to do the right side of her lip. That won't be for a couple of months atleast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-420417535424036714?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/420417535424036714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/recreation-by-dr-cuadros.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/420417535424036714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/420417535424036714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/recreation-by-dr-cuadros.html' title='The ReCreation by Dr. Cuadros'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SqAvX5q9rYI/AAAAAAAAAQk/_WeLaPbWe7U/s72-c/IMG00210%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-6260668414425389493</id><published>2009-09-02T19:27:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T08:57:21.578-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason's family came to visit....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO BEHIND ON POSTING......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The week of the 17th of August Jason's sister, Jessica and family came down from utah. It was nice to visit with them again and we really enjoyed the fact that they were seeing Emma for the first time and we were seeing McKenna for the first time. (Besides pictures) It was nice to have a family get together. We were also able to celebrate Bryce's 3rd Birthday! You know I got to thinking about it... When Bryce was first born, Jason and I were engaged. When Bryce tunred a 1yr old, I was a couple of months prego with Brady. When Bryce turned 2, Brady was born and I was prego with Emma. And when Bryce turned 3, I now have two kids and NOT PREGNANT! We celebrated Bryce's birthday at a park and watching Brady play all over the play sets made me realized that 1) He needs to play at the park more often and 2)I can't wait for him to climb up and down and I not be so paronoid. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395808615061080962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHDWOC1S4I/AAAAAAAAAVM/lGM_TtnceYY/s320/Random+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395808623854505842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHDWuzWT3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/tVIVEiRyB3I/s320/Random+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395808635742402818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHDXbFpOQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ed38iKJrbjw/s320/Random+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395808628147631298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHDW-y6NMI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Uc8oxCYLlDU/s320/Random+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bob &amp;amp; Lillie-Grandparents with all the grandkids! Emma enjoyed watching McKenna!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were having a family dinner one night, I wanted to show Jessica how to make bows for McKenna's hair. I love to make them for Emma-plus she looks so cute! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395808621249810162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHDWlGVzvI/AAAAAAAAAVc/IAJITnNTGL8/s320/Random+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Both Jessica and Monica (Daniels girlfriend) were able to make one. Jason thought it was cool for me to share a talent of mine. Emma was born in April; Jason cousin, Heather, had Matthew in May; Jasons cousin, Amanda, had Aviana in June and Jasons sister, Jessica, had McKenna in July. It was a major BABY BOOM for that family. Because the babies were born one month after another they decided to have a combined baby shower for everyone but Emma. We have been greatly blessed to have plenty for Emma but it would have been nice to be included. Owell, it's over and done with. The baby shower was nice. Their cousin Tia, I believe, made these awesome cakes for each baby and boy do I wish I knew about her during my wedding preparations. She did an awesome job! Because there were three girls born, I bought an outfit for each of them! We needed a picture! I married into a family that one side of the family is not very tall. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377330110681522290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SqAdPs8vIHI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Apz21IYvbHA/s320/IMG00172%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So, as you can see by the picture that I just totally overpower the girls. I just look big all around. The majority of Jason's family lives here and so they decided to bless McKenna here. She looked so cute! Sacrament meeting was very nice besides the fact that Brady was being a brat and very disruptive. Now that Bryce is three he now getd to chew gum and when Bryce would walk up and down the row Brady saw his gum and wanted so badly for a piece. He didn't get gum but he did get a dum dum sucker-yay! Boy did he make a mess.We had a family luncheon afterwards and boy were the brisket sandwiches DEEELICIOUS! I really enjoyed the family time even though it was not every day.&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/6973904156320805745-6260668414425389493?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/6260668414425389493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/jasons-family-came-to-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6260668414425389493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6260668414425389493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/jasons-family-came-to-visit.html' title='Jason&apos;s family came to visit....'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SuHDWOC1S4I/AAAAAAAAAVM/lGM_TtnceYY/s72-c/Random+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-4306471484653566612</id><published>2009-09-01T16:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:16:35.072-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Allergic Reaction</title><content type='html'>We have been giving Emma Tylenol with Codeine(Sp?) for pain and Cephalexon(Sp?) to help fight any infections that may occur. About Friday afternoon we had begun to notice that Emma's eyes have been turning red, kind of puffy and she constantly tries to itch them. Jason was concerned and wanted me to call the hospital and see what they say. I call Presbyterian Hospital and they thought it would be best to contact my Pediatritian. Of course, Dr. Dekay doesn't work on Fridays and so I had to wait for a call back from the on call doctor. The on call doctor called back within a couple of minutes and because she is not to familiar with surgical procedures, she thought it would be best to go to Urgent Care and have them check her out. I hesitated about that and decided to call Dr. Cuadros. He has never had a child or someone have this problem and he believes that Emma is having an allergic reaction to the Cephalexon. We are asked to stop and see if that is the case. It is now Tuesday and her eyes are red no more, nor does she have a problem. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-4306471484653566612?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/4306471484653566612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/allergic-reaction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4306471484653566612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4306471484653566612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/09/allergic-reaction.html' title='Allergic Reaction'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-6359847713245397309</id><published>2009-08-31T16:56:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T16:09:51.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleft Lip Surgery/Tubes in ears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day had finally come for us to prepare for Emma's surgery... Her surgery took place on Wednesday 08/26/2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually had to meet with Dr. Cuadros for a pre-op appt on the 25th to prepare us for what to expect. We are expected to have a lack of sleep, Emma to eat less, a fussy baby, the possibility of staying 2 nights in the hospital,etc... Dr. Cuadros even took a picture of her for his profile-It will be amazing to see the before and after. I have seen some of the other babies he has worked on and I was pretty impressed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We reserved rooms at the Radisson and that was pretty cool. They are actually turning it into a water park and hotel. We did our bookings through Priceline.com and I was amazed- We put in our own price and got the room for $40.00 when actually they charge $130 or so. Jason, my dad, Ashli and Tiffany came up later Tuesday evening- after work. We had time to spare so we decided to get in the pool and relax. Their indoor pool was pretty cool, they made it look like it was outdoor. Brady and Emma didn't care too much for the pool; It was kind of cold at first, but you just have to warm up to it. My mom got them all dried off and I kept on swimming. Brady loved to watch me! Next to the spa was an outline of rocks and Brady thought it would be fun to throw the rocks into it. I had to got deep sea diving-It was a little rough with the heat. Before we went to bed, Jason and my dad gave Emma and I a blessing of comfort for the surgery tomorrow. I am so lucky to have the priesthood in my life. Thanks babe! I had set my alarm clock for 2:30am so that we could feed Emma one more time before she has to fast. Luckily enough I had frozen breast milk to give her at 2:30am or else she would have had to start fasting at 2am because of the formula, but(Emma has started sleeping through the night-YAY!) she was so sound asleep that I really didn't want to wake her and then her crying wake Brady, etc... so I went back to sleep. I woke up at 5am to get dressed and ready to be at Presbyterian hospital by 6am. Emma is scheduled to be one of the first to have surgery done. Emma woke up about 5:30am and for a little bit she was doing good and then as the time passed, well, you know what happened... She was getting really fussy for being hungry. You know, I have noticed a big difference between Brady and Emma as babies. Jason is so much more patient to take care of Emma. To be honest, I can't really rememeber a time when Jason fed Brady and then put him to bed. Anywho, Emma was fussy and Jason tried everything he could to calm her down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376593971498804866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sp1_uwyxZoI/AAAAAAAAAOU/26e0gTaxDjk/s320/IMG00189%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Emma loves to stand-She really doesn't care to sit. This is her in the surgery preparation area, waiting on the nurse to give us instructions. Can you tell she was not happy?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At about 6:30am, we got called back to the surgery preparation area. Poor Emma was so hungry. We had to pacify her with her pacifier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376593984928245826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sp1_vi0maEI/AAAAAAAAAOc/zEV40cJ8umg/s320/IMG00191%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isn't she sooo cute in her hospital gown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We weighed Emma before surgery and she weighs: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10lbs 9oz&lt;/span&gt;! It seemed kind of fishy because earlier in the month of August at her 4 month check up she weighed 10lbs 8oz and 3 1/2 weeks later she only gained an ounce.... Weird! Finally about 7:30am I was able to get Emma to fall asleep. That just happened to be about the time when Dr. Cuadros and the rest of the team came to get her and go have surgery. Dr. Cuadros said it would take about 2 1/2-3hrs for the whole procedure. I thought waiting was going to take a really long time, I mean, it always does when you are waiting for something... We sat in the waiting room, I was just about to fall asleep on Jason's shoulder when Dr. Cuadros found us and told us that the surgery went well and Emma was awake. In the beginning, they told us that they were going hurry and get us when she is starting to wake up so that we are the first thing she sees. That didn't quite happen. Dr. Cuadros did mention that when he is in surgery he would like to take a look at her palate to make sure everything is ok. He put this video tube down her troat and found out that she has a soft palate. He is not too concerned about it right now, we will just have to wait and see what happens. When we got to where she was at, the nurses were holding her trying to calm her down. It just broke my heart. Emma woke up pretty hungry and after having surgery she was pretty limited on how she would be getting her food. We could not give her a bottle. We could only feed her with a syringe or a bottle that had a tube hooked to it and we squeezed it in for her. I honestly felt like I was holding a newborn all over again. I felt if I held her one way, she would cry or break and it was becoming too much. And, she has to wear arm restraints to keep her from touching her lip. I finally calmed myself down and as I was holding her, listening to her cry and watch the nurses try to feed her I couldn't help but start crying. I tried to be tough for her, for everyone that was there to support Emma, but who was I kidding? My daughter was in pain and there was nothing that I could do for her. (I appologize that there are no pictures- my camera has been acting up since the hospital and I have to yet, to find out what is wrong with it. I do have the pictures of afterwards on my phone-These will be posted and seen as you continue to read.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We finally got Emma to calm down. I actually was holding her up against my chest and singing to her "I Am A Child of God." I couldn't help but tear/choke up when I got to the first verse where it says, "...Has given me and earthly home, with Parents kind and dear..." Heavenly Father had placed our dear Emma in our home and what a special place she has in our hearts. Heavenly Father has given her a cleft lip and even though it may have been a little bump to get over, I couldn't help but know that I am her mommy and I will do everything that I can to love her unconditionally. We were able to take her to the Pediactrics floor-level 6 where everyone was finally able to see her. A few family members had a hard time seeing her in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376605845545092226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sp2Kh7EBBII/AAAAAAAAAOk/L-nWaX-6fCo/s320/IMG00194%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She finally calmed down and actually enjoyed just laying there. I think it was the medicine!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;From the time that we got to our room at around 10am to 5pm Emma really would not sleep. One little move or sound would wake her up and she would start crying as if she was in pain. We would get her to calm down and she would fall asleep again for 10-15min and then cry again. As time was passing I thought this recovery was going to be really hectic on me. It was just so hard to see her in pain and I really couldn't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376605857752233538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sp2KioibNkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/6hD8hnIszDc/s320/IMG00196%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Daddy's Little Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Emma was getting Tylenol with Codeine(Sp?) every 4hrs and morphine through her IV every 2hrs. An hour would go by and she cried like she needed more pain medicine. She just could not get comfortable. The nurse finally had to make a call in to Dr. Cuadros to get permission to double her dosage. Dr. Cuadros had never seen a baby go through medicine so fast. Emma had a hard time with the pain medication because her body was metabolizing the meds faster than they were helping her. We found out from Dr. Cuadros that during the operation they had to stop the procedure and give her more medication because she was waking up from the pain and the meds wearing off before they were even done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376605864693399922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sp2KjCZVAXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ELVeRlJt5pQ/s320/IMG00197%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tia Ang holding Emma while the nurse giving her more tylenol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Emma was finally able to get a good nap from 5-7pm. I was almost wishing it was 9pm so that we both could just sleep. At about that time, Jason, my dad and Tiffany had to get back to reality and go to work the next day. I was really bummed, but what else can you do? I hoped and Prayed that the night would go well and you know what... It did! The only time I woke up was actually every 4hrs when the nurse came in to do Emma's vitals. I think she woke Emma up each time. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376605884539686706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sp2KkMVDTzI/AAAAAAAAAPE/bEmqhDba9kM/s320/IMG00200%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She doesn't look very comfortable, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Emma then woke up at 6am, which is about normal for any other day... I didn't hear her, but I did hear the nurse. She said that she was walking down the hall when she heard her with a faint cry so I came to check on her. The nurses for Emma were wonderful. I had thought about going back to bed after the nurse left but she told me that Dr. Cuadros likes to make his rounds first thing in the morning and if she is not mistaken he will be in before 7am. Sure enough, he came in at 6:40am. Dr. Cuadros told me as long as Emma can handle just the tylenol with Codeine she will be able to go home and also with the bottle. At around 10:30am the nurse came in and gave Emma more tylenol. I then decided to feed Emma some more pedialyte through the syringe and noticed that when I put the syringe down my pants would get wet, no big deal, I thought maybe it was just dripping. Before you knew it, my pants were soaking. I called the nurse into the room and found out that the tube to the IV was leaking. How? I don't know. The nurses tried to fix it but accidentally pulled the IV out of Emma's vein. Dr. Cuadros told me that if the IV gets pulled out, they usually don't put it back in unless it is mandatory; and it is not a pretty site. The nurse was able to get the IV back in, but they just decided to take it out. I thought it was a good thing because Emma was blowing up like a baloon. She was getting so swollen; within an hour, she was back to her normal self. Even her eyes were starting to swell shut.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376605874895310642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sp2KjoZpzzI/AAAAAAAAAO8/niqJOc_MC5s/s320/IMG00199%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After about an hour or so, Emma was getting fussy and I tried to calm her down but she wouldn't stop. So, I walked out to the nurses station to see if the nurse could give her more tylenol. The nurse informed that because the IV was out she could not give her morphine; if it was in, then of course, she could and the tylenol can't be given until 12:30pm. I tried everything to keep her calm. Finally 12:30pm rolled around and my mom, sister-Ashli and Brady showed up. The nurse gave Emma more tylenol and realized the amount of pedialyte and formula/breastmilk was given. Of course with the syringe it only measures in ML so it was not very much. I had asked if it was ok to try out the bottle. I wanted Emma to be comfortable with the Bottle before we left so that we didn't have any problems on the way home. Emma drank 4oz in like 5 seconds. Poor thing was not crying because she was hurting, she was crying because she was hungry. The best part.... It didn't hurt her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376628924699241634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sp2fhTnJ7KI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Z95sw65_Bpc/s320/IMG00203%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Emma reacted so well to the bottle we were able to be discharged from the Hospital that afternoon. Yay! Only one night! I would say within an hour or so of drinking 4oz, she actually drank 2 more oz after that! With being so hungry, and exhausted it totally wore her out and now, she has been sleeping so soundly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;More updates to come!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-6359847713245397309?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/6359847713245397309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/cleft-lip-surgerytubes-in-ears.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6359847713245397309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/6359847713245397309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/cleft-lip-surgerytubes-in-ears.html' title='Cleft Lip Surgery/Tubes in ears'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sp1_uwyxZoI/AAAAAAAAAOU/26e0gTaxDjk/s72-c/IMG00189%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-3824995601263577300</id><published>2009-08-20T15:05:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T15:24:47.709-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Couple of Pictures</title><content type='html'>Jason is such a great daddy! The way he plays, reads, disciplines, takes care of, etc... Just makes me love him even more! The other night, Brady was in his room reading, when Jason was done feeding Emma, he went in to Brady's room and started reading to Emma. Emma loves looking at books! I couldn't help but take a picture.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372156503238980658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/So274HVdNDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/KT8pAlDK9-c/s320/IMG00161%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Brady has gotten really good about identifying each body part...eyes, nose, mouth, ears, knees, toes and belly button. The other night while getting ready for bed, I asked Brady where his belly button was. At first, he pointed to his belly button over his onsie and then realized that he couldn't see it, so he tried really hard to find it under his clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372156280944303346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/So27rLORnPI/AAAAAAAAANs/Sld8qTq-Uo4/s320/IMG00162%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just amazes me how boys and girls learn, play and develop a personality. We have gotten Brady in the habit as to when he sees a bug on the floor, he is step on it! He of course, just barely steps on it and does nothing, but here and there the bug might not get so lucky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372156254622890418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/So27ppKwubI/AAAAAAAAANU/MIwgMABggFk/s320/0731092114a_148079%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See....&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/So27qjmHZtI/AAAAAAAAANk/1KHV9JDm-1g/s1600-h/IMG00162%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372159888309949570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/So2-9JtRFII/AAAAAAAAAOM/It9BgCbwuFQ/s320/0731092114b_153974%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372156270306879186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 4px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 21px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/So27qjmHZtI/AAAAAAAAANk/1KHV9JDm-1g/s320/IMG00162%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-3824995601263577300?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/3824995601263577300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/couple-of-pictures.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3824995601263577300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3824995601263577300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/couple-of-pictures.html' title='Couple of Pictures'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/So274HVdNDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/KT8pAlDK9-c/s72-c/IMG00161%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-1300388917380301267</id><published>2009-08-20T14:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T15:27:24.300-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coupons = SAVINGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;On Friday- 08/14, the day Brady got his shiner, I collected a few coupons and got what is shown in this first picture. (Sorry it's a little blurry) It consists of:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5 Boxes of Cereal- Cheerios, Apple Cinammon Cheerios, Lucky Charms &amp;amp; Golden Grahams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2 Boxes of Fruit Snacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2 Boxes of Suddenly Salad Pasta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1 Mini Melt-Dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372149287651179378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/So21UHLQ-3I/AAAAAAAAANE/Y-IimEB3B2E/s320/IMG00159%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Total Amount Spent....... $9.30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Total Savings........ $29.10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tuesday-08/18 was the last day of the sale at Grocery Warehouse and so I had to go back to get a few more things... Hey, it's better to take advantage of the sales now, then to buy it at full price later. It's like my mom says, "It's better to have it and not need it and need it and not have it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2 Boxes of Cheerios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1 Mini Delight-Dessert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3 Packages of Diapers-Huggies Pure and Natural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3 Boxes of Hamburger/Tuna Helper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;8 Glade Air Refresher and Eliminator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Not in Picture-&lt;/span&gt;6 Corn Ears &amp;amp; 1 Bag of Grapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372149296912535746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/So21UprWEMI/AAAAAAAAANM/tD1ZTrx9RY0/s320/IMG00160%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Total Amount Spent........ $39.83&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Total Savings......... $55.76&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I was so excited about my savings!!! And to top it off: The Glade Freshners were on sale for $2.99 and I had 4 Coupons for BUY ONE, GET ONE FREE! That is how I got the total of 8 (go figure) Also, on a couple of the Freshners, the had a $2 dollar off coupon. My mom insisted that it was possible to get the $2 off-The cashier said no, but she did it anyway... So, the Freshners-On Sale for $2.99, got the $2 dollar off coupon = $.99 total for 4 of them and of couse of the other 4 FREE! The Huggies Pure and Natural-They had them on Sale for $8.99, were $10.99, and had a $3 dollar off coupon! So, I got the 3 packages of diapers for $5.99! SWEEEEETT!!!&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/6973904156320805745-1300388917380301267?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/1300388917380301267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/coupons-savings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1300388917380301267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1300388917380301267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/coupons-savings.html' title='Coupons = SAVINGS'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/So21UHLQ-3I/AAAAAAAAANE/Y-IimEB3B2E/s72-c/IMG00159%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-5024547499990093553</id><published>2009-08-17T14:42:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T14:41:49.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiner!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;On Friday before work I met my mom at Grocery Warehouse. Grocery Warehouse was having a good sale and we had coupons. (I will have to show a picture later, but for 5 boxes of name brand cereal, 2 boxes of suddenly salad pasta, 2 boxes of fruit snacks, and a box of the warm delights... I spent a total of $9!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Anyways, back on to my blog story... My mom was in the check out line before me and she definitley took advantage of the coupons because she had a basket full! At the store, they didn't have a sacker so my mom decided to do the job and put her groceries in the cart. Brady at the time was sitting in the back of the basket and got up to play with Emma. He turned around and noticed my mom had moved and tried going after her. He flipped out of the basket and landed straight on his head; I have never heard him cry to so loud and so fast from this accident. My heart sank and it got really hot. I tried to catch my breathe and blow some cool air on me and when I did that the cashier looked at me and said, "I am trying to go as fast as I can. I have alot of coupons." I didn't mind; I had coupons of my own! She was really rude and above all, she was not at all concerned if Brady was alright. The bad part was that I couldn't do anything.. the checkout line is so narrow and the basket takes up most of the room, So I couldn't go and comfort him. My mom had to do it. I paid and we got out of there as soon as possible. My mom kept telling me that we should run over to urgent care and make sure he has no internal bleeding or anything like that... I couldn't get her an answer; I was in shock and stupid me was more concerned out work and that I needed to get to work. STUPID.... STUPID... STUPID... My kids come first and that is sad that after 16 months, it was taken me that long to realize. We went over to urgent care and I was so happy when Brady wanted to come to me. I am his mommy, I wanted to be the one to comfort him; although, I am really grateful my mom was with me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371046140083578786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SonKAePqJ6I/AAAAAAAAALs/eFJQV02VXW4/s320/IMG00142%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Brady constantly cried; I would too! He didn't like the fact that I was taking a picture of him, but hey, I need it for memories!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371046148738862434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SonKA-fPTWI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ucBic07c10k/s320/IMG00143%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371046155438140370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SonKBXceK9I/AAAAAAAAAL8/UGokpwqkEWU/s320/IMG00144%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thankfully enough, Brady didn't pass out for throw up after hitting his head. The doctor at urgent care didn't think there was any problem with him, but they did give him some tylenol for the pain and because of the crying he was starting to fall asleep. Ever since Brady was a infant, I always sang, "I Am A Child Of God" to him; he is very familiar with this song and so because of his situation I thought it would be best to sing that to him. It became a comfort for him and put him right to sleep. Of course, when he heard the doctor come in, he started crying again. The doctor didn't really have the right equipment to tell if Brady had any internal bleeding so he recommended us going to the hospital but the EMT was going to take us. I didn't think about it until afterwards but why? They thought it would be best for us to go in the ambulance just in case of Brady passes out or throws up and it would be easier for him to get through traffic. I realized when we got to the hospital that the EMT never had his sirens on and my mom followed the whole way and never got stuck. I thought it was kind of pointless. Brady woke up while driving to the hospital and in an instant became himself. When we went over a bump, he would say "OH" and of course, when he saw a truck, he would say "OH WOW!" The EMT wanted him to put the ice pack on his eye, but Brady was like no thank you! So, I thought, let's trick him. I put it on his arm and said is this cold? Then his leg, hand, etc... and when I tried his head-he was like no way! Because we got to the hospital by ambulance they took Brady in right away. The doctor checked Brady out and said he didn't recommend getting a CT scan because he thought he didn't need it. The doctor even said he sees a kid once a week for falling out of the grocery cart. They gave him some liquid loratab that is ok for children (obviously) and Brady was happy as can be. He was even blowing kisses to the nurses. That is my Brady!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371046163032363634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SonKBzvE0nI/AAAAAAAAAME/fOQs1ZBiQj4/s320/IMG00149%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;When we got out of the hospital, I wanted to get some more pictures and I asked Brady can I see your eye and he gives me his "goo goo" eyes. He is too cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371046173254147234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SonKCZ0I3KI/AAAAAAAAAMM/PBWKR3lNgJ0/s320/IMG00151%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;He was more interested in the movie playing in the van. But, as you can see, his right eye is starting to swell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371052097787329794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SonPbQa6_QI/AAAAAAAAAMU/lPpj9cuvS8o/s320/IMG00152%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This is what his eye looked like Friday night. My parents took my kids to the fair and my mom said people didn't even hesitate to ask what had happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371052118371071346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SonPcdGd9XI/AAAAAAAAAMk/lkZEXHqn4Y0/s320/IMG00428%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This is what his eye looked like Saturday morning. As you can tell his eye is looking more blue and purple. I was constantly calling my mom to see how he was doing. Brady and Emma stayed the night with my parents cause Jason, Lillie and I went to the Temple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371052128863121282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SonPdEL974I/AAAAAAAAAM0/-fvrhx6Bb78/s320/IMG00447%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Jason calls him Quazy Modo (sp?) from the Hunchback of Notre Dame!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371052125501325330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SonPc3qdABI/AAAAAAAAAMs/_Qf-EFI6f4A/s320/IMG00438%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And.... As you can tell from Sunday morning and here on out... This is what he looks like now! He can barely see out of his right eye but, he is still happy as can be. When we ask him where his owey(sp?) is, he always points to his right shin. He got a mosquito bite a long time ago and to this day still thinks thats his owey. We try to show him his eye, he may notice every once in a while, but it's like it hasn't phased him yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371052104446876722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SonPbpOrnDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/FD_zb1_3Kv4/s320/IMG00155%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;P.S. When we were at Urgent Care, Emma had been asleep the whole entire time. She was laying in the carseat, strapped in, and never made a sound. When the doctor came in to check on Brady, he saw Emma and said, "Oh, how cute!" Then walked out. A couple of seconds later, walks back in and asked if she was a doll?!?! Are you kidding me? I am in Urgent Care with my son and still had time to bring in a doll from the car? So, I joked and said, "Yes, we are practicing for the next one!" Then I told him that is my daughter. You be the judge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371057024974064786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SonT6DnyDJI/AAAAAAAAAM8/GT-oldWcyUM/s320/IMG00148%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-5024547499990093553?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/5024547499990093553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/shiner.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/5024547499990093553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/5024547499990093553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/shiner.html' title='Shiner!!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SonKAePqJ6I/AAAAAAAAALs/eFJQV02VXW4/s72-c/IMG00142%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-3924407486288285715</id><published>2009-08-13T12:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T13:01:11.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I apologize in advance from here on out for all of the mistakes you may find while reading my blog!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-3924407486288285715?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/3924407486288285715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/mistakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3924407486288285715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3924407486288285715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/mistakes.html' title='Mistakes'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-3553359239358427013</id><published>2009-08-12T12:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T13:03:04.764-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fetish</title><content type='html'>So for a little while now Brady has gotten this "Boob Fetish!" I am totally serious too! When Brady is held by my sisters, my mom or me he some how finds a way to get his hand in between our breasts and either just keep his hand there or scratch it! To be honest, I don't think he has ever tried to do this with any other women; I guess because my mom, sisters and I have been blessed, well I am not going to say blessed, but cursed with big breasts it is easier for him to find it! Last night when I was getting Brady for bed, he grabbed ahold of my shirt at the neck line to catch himself from falling and noticed that there is something under my shirt; so, he pulls my neck line down and puts his hand in between my breasts! I really don't know what his deal is; maybe he finds them interesting, I don't know.... In a way I think it is funny because when he does it, he is totally calm and thinks this is totally normal to do it! To be honest, I really don't know where he got it from (Jason does not do that) I don't know. We have come to the conclusion that we know that when he gets we know that he would prefer breasts over men! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-3553359239358427013?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/3553359239358427013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/fetish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3553359239358427013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3553359239358427013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/fetish.html' title='Fetish'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-7517059467012858057</id><published>2009-08-11T13:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T13:43:22.691-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4 month check up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SoHGBvP6GTI/AAAAAAAAALk/ZkgBInD7yXQ/s1600-h/IMG00397%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368789963967699250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SoHGBvP6GTI/AAAAAAAAALk/ZkgBInD7yXQ/s320/IMG00397%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; **Today was Emma's 4 month check up! She did a fantastic job! Dr. Dekay was really impressed with how strong and alert she is... He loved that she loves to stand! She is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10lbs 8oz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (5th percentile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;23 1/4in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(15-20 percentile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She is a very healthy little girl, but they still want her to gain weight! I feed her, CONSTANTLY, and I never let her starve! How is she suppose to gain weight? Maybe, she will be a petite girl growing up!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Emma did great with the shots! My kids may not look like me, but they do act like me... Emma cried when she was getting her shots, but once she was done, she had a smile on her face. Brady was the same way! Shots don't bother me, Jason on the other hand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Emma at 4 months:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*You are almost to roll over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*You hate to lay on your back, you always lift your self up to sit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*You smile at everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*I love to have you laying with me and when I wake up, you will be staring at me with a smile-It is so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*You are starting to fit really well into 3/6 months clothes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Your hair is long enough for pig tails&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*You drink about 4oz of milk, sometimes 5oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*You are getting stronger to keep your  pacifier in your mouth, but most of the time you don't care for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*You are looking more and more like your daddy. (We have to put a bow in your hair, so people don't think you are a boy!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE LOVE YOU PRETTY GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-7517059467012858057?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/7517059467012858057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/4-month-check-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/7517059467012858057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/7517059467012858057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/4-month-check-up.html' title='4 month check up'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SoHGBvP6GTI/AAAAAAAAALk/ZkgBInD7yXQ/s72-c/IMG00397%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-8656125529822301147</id><published>2009-08-10T09:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T13:25:38.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weekend!</title><content type='html'>This weekend was a very busy and definitely a needed weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine (Dani Johnson) is getting married at the end of this week and Friday night we had a bachelorette party for her. I thought it was pretty cool; 1) I have never been to one (I didn't even have one) 2)It was nice to get away and have a night of "girl talk." When we got the invitation we were all assigned to give her a basket full of stuff that gives her a heads up on what to expect on your wedding night or the first month of marriage. The baskets were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting the mood started&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quicky&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bring on the babies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anti-Baby&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Snacks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;KinKie Toys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Things for after&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not tonight Dear!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is one more basket but dang! I can't remember what it was called- I can tell you that is was edible underwear and some flavored "stuff." Overall, when you read the list everything was actually very tasteful. My basket was "Bring on the babies." It was kind of hard to put it all together; I got some ideas, but after awhile, it was starting to add up! I ended up giving Dani a basket with bubble bath, chocolate, pregnancy test, folic acid pills, and some lubricant. One of the baskets that I thought was really funny was the "Quicky." There was Nesquick, Bisquick and other food items that are "Quick" to put together. Heather Peine-the one who gave her the basket had a great point, "If you want a quicky, you don't need a basket!" They then played a game with Dani, the bride to be, where her fiance, hunter and some others guys had to stand in a line-no particular order and have Dani feel there arms and legs to figure out which one is Hunter. Let's just say that I don't think Dani touches Hunters arms or legs cause she didn't pick him! We then decided to play a "scavengar hunt" game where we had to go out and find &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SOMETHING OLD&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SOMETHING NEW&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SOMETHING BORROWED&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SOMETHING BLUE&lt;/span&gt;! We got into groups of 4; my group went to the Laundry Mat and I had to put a quarter in the washing machine- I have never done that before. Kristin Huffman took a picture with an older gentleman, Dani got some "borrowed" advice from someone in the mall and to win cause the other team was a head of us, we drew a blue sock on dani's leg and WE WON! We stood in Elise Mortensen's (one of the hosts)parking lot and we were bringing up old times, what to expect when it comes to marriage and etc... I walked passed Kassie Rogers and she looked at me and said, "oh, Afton, I would so love to spank you in the butt!" This is an inside joke, back when I was in my 2nd or 3rd year of girls camp and She and Heather were YCL's we would find each other, it didn't where we were and spank each other in the butt! Oh, the good times! We then decided to go back inside and continue talking! We ended up staying out and having a good time till 12:30a.m. It was so great!!! I loved being able to talk with a bunch of gals my age or a little bit older and just totally enjoying ourselves! Dani asked us questions and we gave her answers. There was some where we had to hesitate and try to give an appropriate answer! We even gave her some advice: don't do this, make sure to do this, etc... It was kind of funny cause someone would bring up something and then before you know it, we were all had something to say about that... Yes, we all admitted that our Husband's can be a pain in the butt, I totally agreed. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(jk babe) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Overall, I seriously needed this night with the girls. I needed this time to get away and be myself and not have to be a mom or a wife for the moment! Don't get me wrong, I love my Mommy and Wife title and being around my babies and husband but this girl definitely needed some Me time! We had so much fun, that I really do hope that we keep our word and hopefully make this a once a month thing!&lt;/span&gt;Thanks you guys! Even though Friday night was for Dani, I sure needed it and enjoyed every bit of it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Both Jason and I got home late Friday night/Saturday morning and we actually ended up sleeping in just alittle bit longer than we should have. My parents went up to Chama Friday afternoon for Chama days and we were to follow Saturday morning. We went because Nena was barrel racing in the rodeo and we got to be with Family that we happen to see only for special events. I am so proud of Nena! Even though she took 4th I believe, I am totally proud of her! She is amazing! It is always so great to see my babies when my parents have them for along time. They always bring a smile to my face. Brady looked so darn cute in his cowboy clothes! Once the rodeo was over with we met up with Tio Gilbert, Tia Jennifer, and Tio Juan. Tio Gilbert was joking with Jason and asking him if we were done having kids. He said "Yes" I say "NO." So, Tio Gilbert said, "Fine, I will pull out my knife and chop your little friends off." No Way Jose!! I am really glad that Jason gets along with my family really well! There is not much to do in Chama. We sat around for along time trying to figure what to do. We finally went over to Aunt Vickie's house and said "hi" then went over to Tio Gilberts and ate. Matthew has a little boy named Leroy who is exactly a year and a couple of days older than Brady. As you know, little boys don't know there own strength and Leroy closed lined Brady and then tried putting him in headlock! A little while later, I believe Brady got hit with a plastic baseball bat by Leroy! Poor Brady, but hey, he has got to toughen up-this is why I think he needs to be around other little kids... The only one is Emma and she is barely starting to sit by herself! Overall, we had a great time visiting with Family... We need more family time instead of only on special occasions. We then went back to Aunt Vickies house and visited for awhile. Before you know it that little while turned into a long time and everyone was getting tired...Finally around 9:45pm I told my dad that we were going to find grandma and get the keys from her and drive to Cebolla where we were staying for the night. When we got on the main hwy, Jason and I got to talking and then before you know it, we never found my grandparents and was on our way home. We got home about 11:30pm and we were all exhausted. Thankfully both Brady &amp;amp; Emma slept the whole way... We were all so tired, we slept in till 10:45am... Oops! Church was at 11am! This weekend was all pretty great! But I did enjoy the much needed rest!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-8656125529822301147?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/8656125529822301147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8656125529822301147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/8656125529822301147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-weekend.html' title='What a weekend!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-7306127490987936271</id><published>2009-08-06T13:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T13:55:13.749-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Please</title><content type='html'>The other day, after work, Jason and I went to my parents house to pick up our little kiddos. We decided to stay and eat; my mom and I prepared a "breakfast" dinner and while preparing Brady was getting impatient and wanted something to eat now. So, we were giving him some watermelon and when he was done, he would run back into the kitchen for more. At first, I would let it slide and just give it to him... As I was cooking, I realized, As he grows up, he is going to expect something without asking and saying please. He ran into the kitchen again and this time I asked him, "What do you say?" He just kind of looked at me like, "huh?" I would tell him, "Please." I then decided to have him sign the word "please" to me. He couldn't figure out how to do it himself, so everytime he wanted watermelon I would help him sign "please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were eating, Brady wanted some cheese to eat and my mom looked at him and said, "Cheese. Do you want some cheese? Can you say Cheese." We were all watching him and he signed "Please." I think I had tears of Joy rolling down my face; ok so he didn't understand that Cheese and Please are two different things, but he can tell that they sound alike and so having him sign "Please" made me realize that my baby is catching on and me teaching him is paying off!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-7306127490987936271?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/7306127490987936271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/7306127490987936271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/7306127490987936271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/please.html' title='Please'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-4847211040125888065</id><published>2009-08-03T13:45:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T13:48:57.502-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Couple of Pics of Emma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Jason took Emma outside and put her in the swing! She actually loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365826245981207490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Snc-ipYte8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/hb04scg8jrU/s320/IMG00115%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Well in this picture she doesn't really care, but...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365826515050085138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Snc-yTvuuxI/AAAAAAAAAK4/pdvB5WVWLtU/s320/IMG00117%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Don't you just love her smile?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;IS SHE NOT THE CUTEST LITTLE GIRL EVER!?!?&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/6973904156320805745-4847211040125888065?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/4847211040125888065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/couple-of-pics-of-emma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4847211040125888065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4847211040125888065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/couple-of-pics-of-emma.html' title='Couple of Pics of Emma'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Snc-ipYte8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/hb04scg8jrU/s72-c/IMG00115%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-2155767155623788764</id><published>2009-08-03T13:32:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T13:45:08.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brady, Emma &amp; Connor</title><content type='html'>Last night my mom was holding both Connor and Emma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365824401755342258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Snc83THABbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/LaCe4yWBQ58/s320/IMG00118%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365824603502302658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Snc9DCrOVcI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ptDjQ8Lnf4o/s320/IMG00119%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Can you tell who is the oldest?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I will give you a hint... It is Emma by 3 1/2 months) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I think they both have the same measurements-Head, Length, but Emma has him beat in weight, but not by alot! She is a little over 2lbs bigger!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365825433277493730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Snc9zV1C8eI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Fuf8PfqGYQ0/s320/IMG00125%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can't forget Brady in the picture... he has gotten so big... he didn't care to be in the picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Sorry the pictures are a little blurry)&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/6973904156320805745-2155767155623788764?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/2155767155623788764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/brady-emma-connor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2155767155623788764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2155767155623788764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/08/brady-emma-connor.html' title='Brady, Emma &amp; Connor'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Snc83THABbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/LaCe4yWBQ58/s72-c/IMG00118%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-4506563006030378592</id><published>2009-07-27T10:49:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T11:09:01.587-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Here are some random pictures of Emma that I wanted to post:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This is the way Emma sleeps. She is so close to rolling over. When we put her down to sleep, she automatically rolls on to her left side and sleeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363183982793076754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sm3bar9yMBI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/96hUMzFT3TU/s320/IMG00095%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;On Friday, my grandma watch Brady and Emma while I worked. When it was time to leave, grandma put Emma in her carseat. I didn't think to look at her before I left... As I was going to take her out of the carseat when I got home, I found this... Can you tell me what is wrong with this picture?&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (ok so it has been awhile since she put a baby in a carseat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363183669819367634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sm3bIeDCYNI/AAAAAAAAAKI/EWuz1zsltJk/s320/IMG00094%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Emma is getting a lot stronger sitting by herself! We try everyday to prop her up on the couch and see how long she can last. She is getting so big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363183483784044066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sm3a9pAwniI/AAAAAAAAAKA/J0680qesplU/s320/IMG00102%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Emma loves her swing! I decided to add some rings to the mix, make it more exciting for her: She loves to grab them and hold on.  Jason got my attention and I found her like this... She managed to get her foot inside the hole and just sat there. She was not at all concerned her foot was like that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363183296367264722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sm3ayu1Hg9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/B5MRM9s5T10/s320/IMG00112%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I appologize for her eyes being closed in some of the pictures... The flash is kind of bright.&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/6973904156320805745-4506563006030378592?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/4506563006030378592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-pics.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4506563006030378592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4506563006030378592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-pics.html' title='Random Pics'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sm3bar9yMBI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/96hUMzFT3TU/s72-c/IMG00095%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-7246287097625108781</id><published>2009-07-27T10:17:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:49:22.579-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NHSFR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Friday night we had the chance to go see the National High School Finals Rodeo! It was so awesome! I love Rodeos!! I love the attire of the cowboy/cowgirls! As we were walking through the booths, Jason kept saying... Babe, I need a Cowboy hat, I need the spurs, I need... Brady absolutely loves Horses and Big Trucks- The NHSFR was the place to be for him to enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were walking around the booths, Jason and I saw some people that we knew and as open and Brady is to people he wanted to shake everyone's hand!!! They all thought he was a big hit!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we were walking from the parking lot to the Rodeo, they had to block traffic to let this semi get though with a trailer full of cattle... Brady had to stop and watch it go by!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The man announcing everything was talking about the freedoms we have after the "National Anthem" was performed from people all over the world. He then motioned for all to look North(or around that region) and there coming towards us was 2 Military Jets. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I wish I had gotten a closer pic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363177769116590466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sm3VxAN3YYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/h-8wA6MDoaQ/s320/IMG00104%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;When they flew over us I had chills run up and down my body! It was the coolest thing ever... I thought Brady was starting crying from it being so loud, but he too was in awe... They passed over us and over the noise, you could hear from Brady "WOW!" Brady couldn't have said it any better!! The noise didn't face emma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we were waiting for Ashli, we stood close to the fence, so Brady could watch the horses; He loved it! When the crowd would clap, Brady would turn around to look at them and then clap with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363179028617503650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sm3W6UOSI6I/AAAAAAAAAJI/asLD89jixAg/s320/IMG00105%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Doesn't Brady look so cute in his cowboy clothes?!?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ashli's "Friend" Derreck had gotten us VIP passes; so, we got to sit in the third level of the casino and watch from there. I liked it alot better cause you could see everything! We were right up next to the window, so it made it nice for Brady to stand up against it and enjoy the scenery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363179888690762818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sm3XsYPulEI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/6cT2rsI6YJw/s320/IMG00106%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363180634121083634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sm3YXxMKmvI/AAAAAAAAAJY/QHPT3yNedIo/s320/IMG00107%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We could look out the window, but also on the window seal of every table, there was a TV that broadcast the rodeo as well. When Brady was not looking out the window we would point him to the tv when someone was riding... it didn't matter if it was a commercial or someone riding, Brady always said "oh wow!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363180819669971778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sm3Yikad80I/AAAAAAAAAJg/scFey3CdBaw/s320/IMG00108%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363181021056008898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sm3YuSopAsI/AAAAAAAAAJo/vISpPOpIpj0/s320/IMG00110%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Isn't she so adorable?!?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Rodeo turned out to be a big hit! I really did enjoy it! Derreck had 7-$5 passes, so even when we got free tickets to the rodeo we also got free food! It was all a great night. By 9pm, Brady was getting cranky. We tried everything to keep him entertained, but we knew it was bed time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363182169958477522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sm3ZxKoVbtI/AAAAAAAAAJw/lphCam3B9bc/s320/IMG00111%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;When we got home, the excitment of it all totally wore Brady out... He was a sleep within a few minutes of leaving the rodeo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-7246287097625108781?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/7246287097625108781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/nhsfr.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/7246287097625108781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/7246287097625108781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/nhsfr.html' title='NHSFR'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sm3VxAN3YYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/h-8wA6MDoaQ/s72-c/IMG00104%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-2775644507423018784</id><published>2009-07-27T08:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T08:30:51.737-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Today I turned the BIG 22!! In the 22 years of my life I am pretty proud of the many things that I have been able to accomplish! I am married to the MOST WONDERFUL Man ever, I have the two most beautiful babies and over all I just love everybody in my family and where my life is taking me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-2775644507423018784?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/2775644507423018784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2775644507423018784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/2775644507423018784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-5933777778638421788</id><published>2009-07-24T13:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T13:18:30.915-06:00</updated><title type='text'>They are staying another night!!!</title><content type='html'>Things were looking really good as of last night and this morning.. They did want to check his levels once again this morning and if it at a good level, they will be able to go home today. My mom sent me a text this morning; they checked his bili levels and it is now up to a 16.5 (the doctors have not seem him yet so they are waiting to see what is going on). When she told me that I didn't know what to say. I mean, he has had a blessing, we are keeping the faith and holding on as much as we can, one minute the levels are low and then they are high again! What is going on...? All in All we have come to realize that his problems could be so much worse and we have to stay positive in that sence. Connor is still a very healthy baby boy, we just don't know why his levels wont stay down.&lt;br /&gt;My mom again just text me about 20 minutes ago and said, "THEY ARE STAYING ANOTHER NIGHT!" Everyone is so tired and it has got to be hard staying in the hospital for so long... you kind of get bored after a while. They got word that the doctors are going to check an enzyme in his liver and see if he is missing it. Then they will check his levels again in the morning. Oh goodness!&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully Heavenly Father is taking care of Terica and Travis's needs cause when Travis switched jobs his insurance was no more... He got it all taken care of and with everything that has been going on with Connor we all have been stressed as to how they will pay for all of the expenses that have incurred. Heavenly Father has been aware and Travis's insurance became effective as of July 1st! YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;They will all continue to be in our prayers... Hopefully tonight is the last night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-5933777778638421788?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/5933777778638421788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/they-are-staying-another-night.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/5933777778638421788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/5933777778638421788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/they-are-staying-another-night.html' title='They are staying another night!!!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-4178599756694578538</id><published>2009-07-24T12:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T12:48:52.965-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did you get that?</title><content type='html'>I contantly hate to see boogers in Emma's and Brady's nose. Thanks to long nails, I am able to get them out pretty easy!!! (The joys of being a mother)&lt;br /&gt;This morning while getting Brady ready for the day, I saw a booger in his nose and fought him to get it out. Finally when I got it out, I told him, "look... do you see this booger? It was in your nose-Gross." He has to grab my hand and really pull it in closer to really analyze it!!&lt;br /&gt;Before work when I was dropping the kids of at my sister Ashli's; as I was getting Emma out of the car, Brady says "UHH" I look up and he has a booger on his finger!! I looked inside his nose and sure enough, he figured out how to pick the booger in his nose (I am laughing as I am typing :) )I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing... We will see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-4178599756694578538?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/4178599756694578538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-did-you-get-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4178599756694578538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/4178599756694578538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-did-you-get-that.html' title='Where did you get that?'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-7827971845569776250</id><published>2009-07-23T12:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T13:33:20.122-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkey See... Monkey Do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;*Last night, I put on the movie "Happy Feet" Brady really enjoyed it and loved when the music came on, he automatically starts dancing! His form of dancing is waving his hands up and down in the air! Poor kid got his lack of dance skills from his parents! :) If you all remember the movie, the penguin Mumble, has the talent to dance not sing; it's more of tap dance... but you get the idea. As mumble was dancing, Brady was standing in front of the TV bouncing his leg up and down! He was trying to dance like Mumble! It was so cute!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*After the movie was over with we went outside and played on the swing for alittle while... As time got closer to bedtime, I brought him inside and sat him down with his books so that I could get his PJ's together and get him ready for bed. Besides, Books keep him entertained and calm! As he was sitting there reading his "Letters" book, He got to the end of book with "X, Y, Z" (each letter has an object of somekind relating to that letter. After the letter Z was done, they show pictures of all the objects from A-Z) and as he was sitting there, he looks up at me and says "uuhhh"(That is his word for wanting to know what something is) and points to the Z for Zebra (I tell him Zebra) and then on the next page he points to the other Zebra! He went back and forth pointing to the Zebra! He Put TWO AND TWO together!! I was so proud of him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-7827971845569776250?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/7827971845569776250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/monkey-see-monkey-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/7827971845569776250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/7827971845569776250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/monkey-see-monkey-do.html' title='Monkey See... Monkey Do!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-439978089120116587</id><published>2009-07-23T12:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:46:36.584-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My First tomato plant!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SmiuJzNH14I/AAAAAAAAAII/mtj4ODJs7EY/s1600-h/IMG00086%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361726839771879298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SmiuJzNH14I/AAAAAAAAAII/mtj4ODJs7EY/s320/IMG00086%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of my huge tomato plant! I am pretty excited about because I have never had one before and I don't have a green thumb (my plants always die) PLUS... This is the first little garden I have ever had! This tomato plant is a "Sweet 100" It literally gets its name from the tomatos-I have tons!! So far, about 6 tomatos I have taken off the plant and eaten! They are soo good!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361728078910115842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SmivR7Ws0AI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jYBqIC6JN5M/s320/IMG00079%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of my first tomato! Sorry the picture is awful, but you get the idea as to how big the tomatos get! I'm even kind of proud of myself, my mom's plant (who has the green thumb) is not nearly as big as my plant! Although, I do have to thank my mom... She gave me these two plants to plant and just never got around to it, she eventually gave when she was at my house and did it for me! THANKS MOM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-439978089120116587?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/439978089120116587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-first-tomato-plant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/439978089120116587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/439978089120116587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-first-tomato-plant.html' title='My First tomato plant!'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SmiuJzNH14I/AAAAAAAAAII/mtj4ODJs7EY/s72-c/IMG00086%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-3259929046487736094</id><published>2009-07-23T12:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:37:04.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is Waldo (Peach)?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; This morning as part of Brady's breakfast I had given him a peach to eat. He sure does love them! He always makes a mess though, that's the bummer part. As you know, a 16 month old and older loves to wonder around and explore... Brady has gotten in the habbit of getting ahold of the canned goods and throwing them on the floor. I pray one does not bust all over... The washing machine is right across from the shelf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;As we were getting ready to leave, Brady came in the living room with one of the cans of Tomato sauce.. I asked him where is Peach went? He of course, puts up his hands like "I don't know." So, I went into our little pantry to find the peach so we can go... I see canned goods all over the floor and the fabric softner out of the cabinet.. I put the fabric softner up and look to see if the peach was in that cabinet.. NOPE! I put the canned goods back on the shelf and trying to find his peach...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361724580397331826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SmisGSYQNXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Th6ZKy8kN0w/s320/IMG00092%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(do you see the peach?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-3259929046487736094?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/3259929046487736094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-is-waldo-peach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3259929046487736094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/3259929046487736094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-is-waldo-peach.html' title='Where is Waldo (Peach)?'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SmisGSYQNXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Th6ZKy8kN0w/s72-c/IMG00092%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-1850147534858598937</id><published>2009-07-23T12:09:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:24:24.709-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pictures of Connor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361720258726071202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SmioKu5iC6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/O6FU3NxVk4M/s320/IMG00354%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it amazing the love you can see when a mommy looks at her baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361720398434030082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SmioS3WgUgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ZML68C3w6t4/s320/IMG00343%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361720524786445538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SmioaODRLOI/AAAAAAAAAHw/6arrqGqQbdY/s320/IMG00360%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361720652552775506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SmiohqBIp1I/AAAAAAAAAH4/PdH4eon0lxw/s320/IMG00357%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Connor is doing alot better in the last 24 hours. Last night when I talked to my mom, she said his levels were down to an 11! Yay! They want him to be down to a 10 before they let them out of the hospital. Hopefully soon-They have been in the hospital since Monday night. Because he is recovering pretty quickly, they decided he is good enough to be off the lights, etc... for 24hrs. Lucky for Terica and Travis, Connor was able to stay in their room. (Im not sure if that means he got to go to the hotel with them or not) Terica is managing pretty well with nursing! She is producing enough milk-Connor is getting well fed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I talked to my mom this morning and she thinks that because he was off for 24hrs, his levels went back up to a 15! Bummer! So, they believe they have to stay until 4pm and have his levels get checked once again to see if he is able to handle it at home. They did mention taking bili lights home and having him stay under that. I think it would be alot easier for everyone and be able to get back to the real world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom just texted me at 12:23pm (now) and they are crossing their fingers... The nurse and doctor is hinting to them that they may be able to come home today! yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again... I will keep you posted with more news!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-1850147534858598937?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/1850147534858598937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-pictures-of-connor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1850147534858598937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/1850147534858598937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-pictures-of-connor.html' title='More Pictures of Connor'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SmioKu5iC6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/O6FU3NxVk4M/s72-c/IMG00354%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973904156320805745.post-9113460646879325049</id><published>2009-07-22T13:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T13:47:45.312-06:00</updated><title type='text'>McKenna Jade Gladden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SmdsV5t5A0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/g4ntp6fCQuY/s1600-h/mckenna_jade%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361373004934218562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SmdsV5t5A0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/g4ntp6fCQuY/s320/mckenna_jade%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MCKENNA JADE GLADDEN WAS BORN THIS MORNING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;AT 2:57AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;6LBS 2OZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;17IN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(My sister-in-law Jessica and her Husband Bryant's new baby girl!    WELCOME!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973904156320805745-9113460646879325049?l=jasonandafton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/feeds/9113460646879325049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/mckenna-jade-gladden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/9113460646879325049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6973904156320805745/posts/default/9113460646879325049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonandafton.blogspot.com/2009/07/mckenna-jade-gladden.html' title='McKenna Jade Gladden'/><author><name>Jason*Afton*Brady*Emma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352064294051474482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/Sns9BZo8Q8I/AAAAAAAAALE/LUkrtH1tAR8/S220/JPA_0066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj_TkuVa5oE/SmdsV5t5A0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/g4ntp6fCQuY/s72-c/mckenna_jade%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
