<?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-5840810545235029105</id><updated>2011-11-22T15:03:36.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plus One</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309782420410778684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MpnHa2aVP4/TZpzIKQ1PlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ri5ZVLfbbFs/s220/DSC_3852.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5840810545235029105.post-7177355264847421872</id><published>2011-10-27T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T22:54:24.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 weeks</title><content type='html'>Can you believe it has already been 6 weeks since this little guy joined our family? He has been an absolute joy! And we are so lucky to have him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GV84Ytx9iqI/TqooAQXK4ZI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pAH-OaVZLWo/s1600/2011-10-26%2B09.00.13.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GV84Ytx9iqI/TqooAQXK4ZI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pAH-OaVZLWo/s400/2011-10-26%2B09.00.13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668387065856450962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is quite the entertaining sleeper. One day when I got out of the shower this is how I found him in his pack 'n play.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F6uDdE6ioG4/TqooBYFb9RI/AAAAAAAAALM/_8bRHazB95A/s1600/2011-09-29%2B11.54.08.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F6uDdE6ioG4/TqooBYFb9RI/AAAAAAAAALM/_8bRHazB95A/s400/2011-09-29%2B11.54.08.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668387085109425426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his 2 week birthday I couldn't take it anymore... He had a mullet growing and his hair was growing in his ear and his bangs were starting to curl. So after his bath... I cut it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-er0isE2UgYI/TqooAlDMSII/AAAAAAAAAKo/fvq5lnWxNag/s1600/2011-09-27%2B09.52.48.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-er0isE2UgYI/TqooAlDMSII/AAAAAAAAAKo/fvq5lnWxNag/s400/2011-09-27%2B09.52.48.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668387071409801346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6pGx5a3i-7U/TqooBLEFtFI/AAAAAAAAALE/H8MEaM6aOXM/s1600/2011-09-27%2B10.26.12.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6pGx5a3i-7U/TqooBLEFtFI/AAAAAAAAALE/H8MEaM6aOXM/s400/2011-09-27%2B10.26.12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668387081614111826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3cGKwEg9wsI/TqooAk9HzII/AAAAAAAAAK0/_L9sScyQtcs/s1600/2011-09-27%2B10.29.22.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3cGKwEg9wsI/TqooAk9HzII/AAAAAAAAAK0/_L9sScyQtcs/s400/2011-09-27%2B10.29.22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668387071384341634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since he was born he has had many exciting adventures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing with Uncle BJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tr7VDiqWcls/Tqo1x5gZsqI/AAAAAAAAALc/yl3PMjaO428/s1600/2011-10-08%2B14.20.05.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tr7VDiqWcls/Tqo1x5gZsqI/AAAAAAAAALc/yl3PMjaO428/s400/2011-10-08%2B14.20.05.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668402212365775522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing with Aunt Ruth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w6MRpsGGas8/Tqo4BiG7K_I/AAAAAAAAALw/WuIH6SFMopw/s1600/2011-09-24%2B19.35.21.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w6MRpsGGas8/Tqo4BiG7K_I/AAAAAAAAALw/WuIH6SFMopw/s400/2011-09-24%2B19.35.21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668404679986064370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing with Aunt Mara &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iLLaR2ra-7M/Tqo4B9DnvGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/-_KsiN0_Sxo/s1600/2011-10-02%2B14.58.07.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iLLaR2ra-7M/Tqo4B9DnvGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/-_KsiN0_Sxo/s400/2011-10-02%2B14.58.07.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668404687219965026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing with Aunt Randi &amp;amp; Uncle Cassidy... I think they're ready for baby Alden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qD9xU8dwNts/Tqo6xTz82OI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CBzg5XyQUTY/s1600/P1020187.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qD9xU8dwNts/Tqo6xTz82OI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CBzg5XyQUTY/s400/P1020187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668407699805362402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B73BnbD-CjQ/Tqo6xE-2GYI/AAAAAAAAAMw/1Rw79H9B2d8/s1600/P1020303.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B73BnbD-CjQ/Tqo6xE-2GYI/AAAAAAAAAMw/1Rw79H9B2d8/s400/P1020303.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668407695824525698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing with Aunt LaWayne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    Sorry... I could have sworn that I had one of them together. I guess I need to make sure we get one the next time she comes to visit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing with Grandpa Norton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-riio2aGdbpE/Tqo4CflugQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/KxJTu-E34Wk/s1600/2011-10-20%2B17.14.36.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-riio2aGdbpE/Tqo4CflugQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/KxJTu-E34Wk/s400/2011-10-20%2B17.14.36.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668404696489820418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing with Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hEDHSz2LwX0/Tqo4BkYsI8I/AAAAAAAAALo/LINt8SqdXrw/s1600/2011-10-16%2B15.36.31.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hEDHSz2LwX0/Tqo4BkYsI8I/AAAAAAAAALo/LINt8SqdXrw/s400/2011-10-16%2B15.36.31.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668404680597447618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing with Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Z2PEfarQcc/Tqo6wg8y-KI/AAAAAAAAAMk/aDCmGLaes8M/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Z2PEfarQcc/Tqo6wg8y-KI/AAAAAAAAAMk/aDCmGLaes8M/s400/DSC_0099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668407686152255650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing with the ducks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4CxYOG9dj5o/Tqo4Cu2SoxI/AAAAAAAAAMU/qoYNj9B7MmU/s1600/2011-10-11%2B17.47.19.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4CxYOG9dj5o/Tqo4Cu2SoxI/AAAAAAAAAMU/qoYNj9B7MmU/s400/2011-10-11%2B17.47.19.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668404700585829138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to the hospital:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         Last week Jonathan had a fever that was over 100 degrees for about 3 days. We thought it could be a reaction to his shot he had recently gotten, but the fever didn't really die down. I took him to the doctor last Monday and she informed me that in babies under 2 months you need to take them straight to the ER because that kind of fever means an infection of some kind and since babies can't tell you where it hurts, they have to test for it. This was an awful experience! I asked BJ to go with me to the hospital as it was a Monday and Rudy had to work and BJ has almost all Mondays off. He was a HUGE help! We went to the hospital by his house and there they informed me that they didn't have a pediatric unit, but he would need to be admitted. They would run the majority of the tests there, but then would need to transfer him to another hospital that has a pediatric ward. Some of the tests they did included giving him a catheter, drawing blood, and doing a spinal tap. The spinal tap was the hardest. BJ had to use himself as a shield so I couldn't see what they were doing. Every time Jonathan would cry or make a sound I would go into a large crying fit. I think this was worse than when he got his circumcision. We ended up staying 3 days in the hospital waiting for all of the cultures to come back. The only thing they found was an elevated white blood cell count in his urine, but the culture grew nothing so they decided it was a virus. It was torture watching them poke and prod my little man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q949jGIORO0/Tqo6xkpq_VI/AAAAAAAAANE/pWgaGFVSF0w/s1600/2011-10-17%2B15.54.26.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q949jGIORO0/Tqo6xkpq_VI/AAAAAAAAANE/pWgaGFVSF0w/s400/2011-10-17%2B15.54.26.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668407704325651794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_RSQtylrSbU/Tqo6x1XX-nI/AAAAAAAAANU/TOodXuf-fgM/s1600/2011-10-17%2B19.35.33.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_RSQtylrSbU/Tqo6x1XX-nI/AAAAAAAAANU/TOodXuf-fgM/s400/2011-10-17%2B19.35.33.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668407708812311154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjohS7Vt1kw/Tqo-hNqq7jI/AAAAAAAAANg/o7gpwD2WPkY/s1600/2011-10-17%2B16.53.06.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjohS7Vt1kw/Tqo-hNqq7jI/AAAAAAAAANg/o7gpwD2WPkY/s400/2011-10-17%2B16.53.06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668411821324430898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZfKYM-CarA/Tqo-hWtEYWI/AAAAAAAAANo/WmBGXrUQB2E/s1600/2011-10-17%2B20.49.25.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZfKYM-CarA/Tqo-hWtEYWI/AAAAAAAAANo/WmBGXrUQB2E/s400/2011-10-17%2B20.49.25.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668411823750406498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FQv9NlZUeR0/Tqo-hTlDDAI/AAAAAAAAAN0/kPChUi0Jh_E/s1600/2011-10-19%2B12.56.55.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FQv9NlZUeR0/Tqo-hTlDDAI/AAAAAAAAAN0/kPChUi0Jh_E/s400/2011-10-19%2B12.56.55.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668411822911458306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lX7yY40o7UY/Tqo-hutF59I/AAAAAAAAAOE/aclOf45ejag/s1600/2011-10-19%2B12.53.52.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lX7yY40o7UY/Tqo-hutF59I/AAAAAAAAAOE/aclOf45ejag/s400/2011-10-19%2B12.53.52.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668411830192957394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so happy when they finally said we could go home. I think Jonathan was too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oazbDYx_bgc/Tqo-h7s-imI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/A47jBt7szRU/s1600/2011-10-19%2B11.43.03.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oazbDYx_bgc/Tqo-h7s-imI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/A47jBt7szRU/s400/2011-10-19%2B11.43.03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668411833682135650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is feeling and doing great now! He's back to his normal self and is gaining weight like no other. Even with a 3 day stay in the hospital he managed to gain weight. When he was born he weighed 7 lbs 12 oz... now 6 weeks later he weighs 11 lbs 3 oz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-crizxMrlk_M/TqpCvM2640I/AAAAAAAAAOc/bfKR88czE9Y/s1600/2011-10-23%2B20.45.59.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-crizxMrlk_M/TqpCvM2640I/AAAAAAAAAOc/bfKR88czE9Y/s400/2011-10-23%2B20.45.59.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668416459672052546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And special thanks again to BJ for taking our family photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ftzY19Ha0c/TqpCvfDAAgI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fmPWVPMTkbw/s1600/DSC_8446.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ftzY19Ha0c/TqpCvfDAAgI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fmPWVPMTkbw/s400/DSC_8446.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668416464554557954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5840810545235029105-7177355264847421872?l=youngestnorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/feeds/7177355264847421872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2011/10/6-weeks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/7177355264847421872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/7177355264847421872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2011/10/6-weeks.html' title='6 weeks'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309782420410778684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MpnHa2aVP4/TZpzIKQ1PlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ri5ZVLfbbFs/s220/DSC_3852.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GV84Ytx9iqI/TqooAQXK4ZI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pAH-OaVZLWo/s72-c/2011-10-26%2B09.00.13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5840810545235029105.post-4401246330899601639</id><published>2011-09-17T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T12:57:55.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JunioR G has arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151659822/" title="DSC_8147 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6075/6151659822_6dffdd3439.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8147" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Monday afternoon, I went to my regular doctor visit before my doctor left for a weeks vacation. At the appointment, the doctor informed me I was 3 cm dilated, had high blood pressure, and since I was 40 weeks he would just prefer to schedule me to have the baby that night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151113765/" title="DSC_8153 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6189/6151113765_d083068a2a.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8153" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We checked in about 8, and headed to our room. Not quite as nice as a hotel, but not bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151111231/" title="DSC_8158 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6203/6151111231_82795caeed.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8158" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rudy decided to try out my bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151115349/" title="DSC_8170 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6073/6151115349_6fab20e2b0.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is where I spent the next 12 hours. After being hooked up to the monitors, we found out I was rapidly contracting, so they couldn't start the pitocin. About 11 they decided to break my water and 9 hours later he was born - on his scheduled due date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151665222/" title="DSC_8204 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6064/6151665222_e3606002d2.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8204" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jonathan Rodolfo Garcia made his entrance into the world at 8:20 AM September 13 2011. He weighed in at 7lbs 12oz, 21 inches and has a full head of hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151118369/" title="DSC_8220 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6161/6151118369_5afa9c2e74.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151666602/" title="DSC_8228 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6174/6151666602_9ddd62aa0c.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151667260/" title="DSC_8232 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6197/6151667260_313487ff41.jpg" width="334" height="500" alt="DSC_8232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151120305/" title="DSC_8233 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6169/6151120305_48eb9a78ee.jpg" width="334" height="500" alt="DSC_8233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151120891/" title="DSC_8240 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6206/6151120891_f0fbb56dc2.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151671102/" title="DSC_8254 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6206/6151671102_cfef53dca4.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Skyping with Abuelita (grandma) Garcia since she couldn't be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151671822/" title="DSC_8257 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6067/6151671822_7682cfb6e8.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151672492/" title="DSC_8259 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6070/6151672492_9360ac88f9.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151673186/" title="DSC_8267 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6203/6151673186_53dfeca200.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Grandma Norton came for a visit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151673784/" title="DSC_8269 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6161/6151673784_166c16dc91.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8269" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151126585/" title="DSC_8270 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6076/6151126585_b7cdd89bb1.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Great grandma Norton wanted to see pictures of his little toes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151127365/" title="DSC_8279 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6186/6151127365_3f8449aede.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8279" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151675880/" title="DSC_8290 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6208/6151675880_85379a18e5.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uncle BJ finally (who selflessly spent many hours with Jamie and Rudy the night before in the hospital -ed.) came for a visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151128815/" title="DSC_8296 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6200/6151128815_99d67c93ea.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151678308/" title="DSC_8319_edited-1 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6079/6151678308_56d8fd4a24.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8319_edited-1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151129559/" title="DSC_8310 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6179/6151129559_1a829b2570.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151678936/" title="DSC_8343 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6197/6151678936_56a3366145.jpg" width="500" height="335" alt="DSC_8343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our new family photo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151669102/" title="DSC_8342 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6088/6151669102_bc79b0aef9.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8342" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/6151122079/" title="DSC_8345 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6177/6151122079_78fc03305e.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_8345" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/5840810545235029105-4401246330899601639?l=youngestnorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/feeds/4401246330899601639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2011/09/junior-g-has-arrived.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/4401246330899601639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/beej2001/5922530881/" title="DSC_7915 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6027/5922530881_a00460626c.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_7915"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5840810545235029105-8688582606197360696?l=youngestnorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/feeds/8688582606197360696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2011/08/dsc7915-by-beej2001-on-flickr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/8688582606197360696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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to Utah for a wedding. Two of the members from the Chicago 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; ward got married and we were invited to the festivities. Carol was a huge help on the mission and I was so grateful that she decided to get married in the Salt Lake Temple so I could be there. She looked gorgeous!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ianjs-AsD-k/Ta5Jn0RPajI/AAAAAAAAAH4/wpUxmluYjzk/s1600/P1010320.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ianjs-AsD-k/Ta5Jn0RPajI/AAAAAAAAAH4/wpUxmluYjzk/s400/P1010320.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597492335262788146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Randi came up to Salt Lake with us and dropped us off at the temple. We felt bad when we got to the temple and the temple assistant informed us that the wedding wasn’t for about another hour. I thought I had read the announcement correctly, but apparently they had taken care of the 30 minutes early for us when they printed the announcements. I assumed we needed to be there early as the ceremony would begin at the time indicated on the announcement. So we decided we would come back in about a half hour and wait at that point. We called Randi to let her know of my mess-up and she decided since it was a nice day she’d come back and wait for us to finish and would read a book at the tables outside the Joseph Smith Memorial Building. She was a little tired when we got done with the ceremony, but good thing she was able to spring back to her normal chipper self in just a few minutes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ftOZni20xww/Ta5KG_HLOSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/3WvknEbrtWQ/s400/P1010299.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597492870749305122" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sxBu14Ymxp4/Ta5KHXtMQ9I/AAAAAAAAAII/DMAvleF31t4/s1600/P1010300.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sxBu14Ymxp4/Ta5KHXtMQ9I/AAAAAAAAAII/DMAvleF31t4/s400/P1010300.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597492877351207890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These are some pictures of us outside the temple that Randi took. She was trying to highlight my belly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3XNCw1CY3OQ/Ta5K7CATBLI/AAAAAAAAAIY/IzNAsHdMPHY/s1600/P1010306.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3XNCw1CY3OQ/Ta5K7CATBLI/AAAAAAAAAIY/IzNAsHdMPHY/s400/P1010306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597493764878959794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2vMd09qgRo/Ta5K6tvOVII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/tr5di7lOvoI/s1600/P1010303.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2vMd09qgRo/Ta5K6tvOVII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/tr5di7lOvoI/s400/P1010303.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597493759438640258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VpdtYb1Vt-w/Ta5K7aSS16I/AAAAAAAAAIg/Lx88WPOLkyo/s1600/P1010319.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VpdtYb1Vt-w/Ta5K7aSS16I/AAAAAAAAAIg/Lx88WPOLkyo/s400/P1010319.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597493771396896674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After the pictures we walked over to the South Visitor’s Center and checked out the small replica of the Salt Lake Temple they have. It was awesome! They built it and then cut it open so you could see what the rooms looked like. I thought the assembly hall was especially cool as I had never seen it before. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DseKriRva0o/Ta5NBx9SYnI/AAAAAAAAAIw/VdaAxOD91gg/s1600/P1010326.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DseKriRva0o/Ta5NBx9SYnI/AAAAAAAAAIw/VdaAxOD91gg/s400/P1010326.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597496079853707890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pi_se0R7IvQ/Ta5NPjYMZII/AAAAAAAAAI4/3wEUrrGunHs/s1600/P1010327.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pi_se0R7IvQ/Ta5NPjYMZII/AAAAAAAAAI4/3wEUrrGunHs/s400/P1010327.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597496316458198146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed over to my Aunt LaWayne’s to drop Randi off and hang out with her for a little bit before we needed to be back at the Joseph Smith Memorial Building for dinner. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dinner was great and we had fun at the reception. Thanks for getting married Carol!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wo3n9L9_D1Y/Ta5Mv9Imi0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/AljuB0sTFHI/s1600/P1010334.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wo3n9L9_D1Y/Ta5Mv9Imi0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/AljuB0sTFHI/s400/P1010334.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597495773616311106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After the reception we went back to my aunt’s to wait for my mom to arrive. She came bearing gifts of Easter! (Thanks for not making us wait to open them.) Around 11:30 we decided it was time to head back to Randi’s.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The next day we got to hang out with my mom and my aunt, Mara, and Sammy too! Mara came with the girls to Hobby Lobby where I got to pick out fabric for some projects Randi is doing for me. I’m not sure she enjoyed her 2 hours in Hobby Lobby, but we enjoyed having her along. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-50lgskmYjkM/Ta5N8Nlm7HI/AAAAAAAAAJA/C4WLW6E3vh4/s1600/P1010360.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-50lgskmYjkM/Ta5N8Nlm7HI/AAAAAAAAAJA/C4WLW6E3vh4/s400/P1010360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597497083702996082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rudy and Sammy went shooting with Cass. It seemed like they had a lot of fun until they ran out of skeet and the rifle broke. Thanks for taking them to do manly things Cass! (Sorry no pictures from them because I had the camera at Hobby Lobby). After we were all back at Randi’s my mom had to head for home and took my aunt to Salt Lake. Thanks for coming to see us!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We were supposed to go back to Salt Lake that night for another reception, Carol’s little sister, but we decided to kick it with Mara, Sammy, and David. Before we headed over to the Bolingbroke's we stopped at Smith's for some soda, cake,&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XATpaA1n8do/Ta5QbUazkCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/d9nf5JZ8wHE/s1600/P1010367.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XATpaA1n8do/Ta5QbUazkCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/d9nf5JZ8wHE/s400/P1010367.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597499817135935522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and gas. I love how they've changed the rewards system so we were able to get $.70 off a gallon!! We finally paid under $3.o0! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t_Ld0O3w0fc/Ta5Q8I3VNiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/N0gmk4s5eQk/s1600/P1010362.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t_Ld0O3w0fc/Ta5Q8I3VNiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/N0gmk4s5eQk/s400/P1010362.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597500380970038818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A1CmZWGN1rk/Ta5Q7ywXyHI/AAAAAAAAAKA/hI4OdEaiIXQ/s1600/P1010361.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A1CmZWGN1rk/Ta5Q7ywXyHI/AAAAAAAAAKA/hI4OdEaiIXQ/s400/P1010361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597500375035267186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We played a nice game of Apples to Apples and then some Wii. Sammy and Rudy sure had fun! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yYcr-j2R6-8/Ta5O2T37ZhI/AAAAAAAAAJY/RXq-P2OBaEI/s1600/P1010375.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yYcr-j2R6-8/Ta5O2T37ZhI/AAAAAAAAAJY/RXq-P2OBaEI/s400/P1010375.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597498081822860818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rLS5buO3vWs/Ta5O2PA1q4I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_is7CN4rpQ0/s1600/P1010369.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rLS5buO3vWs/Ta5O2PA1q4I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_is7CN4rpQ0/s400/P1010369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597498080518056834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1PY58GRI6C4/Ta5O1l1upyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HnyTLOO1lSo/s1600/P1010368.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1PY58GRI6C4/Ta5O1l1upyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HnyTLOO1lSo/s400/P1010368.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597498069465605922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went to church with Randi and Cassidy, had some tasty dinner, &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u0DlB4QhNbI/Ta5Pg_2B9FI/AAAAAAAAAJw/WA6sqprXTAw/s1600/P1010366.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AEQgu5ylhGU/Ta5PgFMxBhI/AAAAAAAAAJg/la0A0m3ZlOQ/s400/P1010364.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597498799438235154" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u0DlB4QhNbI/Ta5Pg_2B9FI/AAAAAAAAAJw/WA6sqprXTAw/s400/P1010366.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597498815180567634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-riOu-CW0_Ro/Ta5PgXsygMI/AAAAAAAAAJo/qGRwfiq-7Xc/s1600/P1010365.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-riOu-CW0_Ro/Ta5PgXsygMI/AAAAAAAAAJo/qGRwfiq-7Xc/s400/P1010365.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597498804404388034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then headed for the warmth of Vegas! We knew BJ was missing us terribly and didn’t want him to start crying so we called it a weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5840810545235029105-3365755440404434626?l=youngestnorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/feeds/3365755440404434626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2011/04/wedding-in-utah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/3365755440404434626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/3365755440404434626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2011/04/wedding-in-utah.html' title='Wedding in Utah'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309782420410778684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MpnHa2aVP4/TZpzIKQ1PlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ri5ZVLfbbFs/s220/DSC_3852.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ianjs-AsD-k/Ta5Jn0RPajI/AAAAAAAAAH4/wpUxmluYjzk/s72-c/P1010320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5840810545235029105.post-7859813642235358559</id><published>2011-04-04T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T19:45:47.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New with 50% more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33999459@N06/5504940881/" title="Jamie and Rudy at church  by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5180/5504940881_b511095721.jpg" width="334" height="500" alt="Jamie and Rudy at church " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;It has come to my attention that a lot has happened in the last year since my last post; and with the help of BJ here's the improved blog including my husband!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I Got married:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33999459@N06/5591016998/" title="DSC_3583 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33999459@N06/5591016998/" title="DSC_3583 by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5173/5591016998_2d113602b4.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="DSC_3583" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meet Rudy, My Husband&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33999459@N06/5591028696/" title="Rudy by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5067/5591028696_77b204e9db.jpg" width="500" height="436" alt="Rudy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We met while we were on our Missions. Rudy makes me smile... a lot. He took me to Hawaii for our honeymoon. He describes himself as a &lt;i&gt;Dead Sexy Beast.&lt;/i&gt; He is also quite humble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33999459@N06/5504940715/" title="Jamie Rudy by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5216/5504940715_c6574b9d3d.jpg" width="334" height="500" alt="Jamie Rudy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We are expecting our first child in September. Right now it is making me very sick. I've lost 5 lbs in the past few months... Rudy has found them... and a few extra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;We are currently living with BJ, as we wait to finalize the purchase of a new home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33999459@N06/5590495205/" title="Untitled by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5066/5590495205_7d63affd34.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33999459@N06/5590494887/" title="Untitled by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5303/5590494887_abbd1bd274.jpg" width="500" height="374" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33999459@N06/5591107378/" title="Untitled by beej2001, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5096/5591107378_641448559f.jpg" width="500" height="374" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You're now up to date on our life... hopefully it wont be a year until the next post!&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/5840810545235029105-7859813642235358559?l=youngestnorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/feeds/7859813642235358559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-with-50-more.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/7859813642235358559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/7859813642235358559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-with-50-more.html' title='New with 50% more!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309782420410778684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MpnHa2aVP4/TZpzIKQ1PlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ri5ZVLfbbFs/s220/DSC_3852.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5180/5504940881_b511095721_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5840810545235029105.post-6505317601931603582</id><published>2010-01-20T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T00:03:58.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of School!</title><content type='html'>Today I started class at my 3rd college today! I am now attending CSN the community college here in Vegas because it's a whole lot cheaper. I don't understand... it's the same knowledge that I will be learning so why does it have to be so darn expensive? Oh well... when I got to the campus I couldn't find the building I needed and as soon as I entered one of the buildings the rain was pooring soo hard that the power went out. Great... I have no idea where I am and I have no light! I finally found 2 girls just standing there and asked them if they knew where I was supposed to be going. They said since the power went out their teacher let them out early and they would walk me to my classroom. Great! I was already late and they were really good guides. So I finally made it just about 10 minutes late. It was so awkward! The teacher had already started and was taking roll and passing out the syllabus. Thank goodness I was able to quickly find a seat. Anyways... before I left for school I had Torri snap a few photos of me on my first day at a new school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S1gKTH4SZeI/AAAAAAAAAG0/R0lPqLoBMOI/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S1gKTH4SZeI/AAAAAAAAAG0/R0lPqLoBMOI/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429100674444060130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S1gKSSFT-oI/AAAAAAAAAGs/KI-jmC1b1ck/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S1gKSSFT-oI/AAAAAAAAAGs/KI-jmC1b1ck/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429100660003175042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5840810545235029105-6505317601931603582?l=youngestnorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/feeds/6505317601931603582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2010/01/1st-day-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/6505317601931603582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/6505317601931603582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2010/01/1st-day-of-school.html' title='1st Day of School!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309782420410778684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MpnHa2aVP4/TZpzIKQ1PlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ri5ZVLfbbFs/s220/DSC_3852.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S1gKTH4SZeI/AAAAAAAAAG0/R0lPqLoBMOI/s72-c/DSC_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5840810545235029105.post-1524830605334447692</id><published>2010-01-06T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:10:52.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who would have thought?? Twice in one month</title><content type='html'>So... since I had a great Christmas and got a laptop for Christmas I thought I would try and see if I could post pictures from this computer. So you're getting a bonus this month! Don't get used to it because we all know I most likely will not keep this record up! : ) Here are a few pictures from last year and a few from this year and my trip to Reno. I see a Dr. in Reno and it works out pretty well since that's where Rudy lives. So I got to go and party with Rudy on New Year's Eve and then have my blood drawn on Monday before I came home yesterday. Hopefully we'll be able to see what my genes say and then figure out what's wrong with me. Anyways... I hope you are able to enjoy some of these pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VKZroXwcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Z_oASluL6uk/s1600-h/DSC_0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VKZroXwcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Z_oASluL6uk/s400/DSC_0534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423823131306869186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and Andrew making my cool pirate cupcakes that I got to take to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VKZRtbpfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/88fm52vHdlo/s1600-h/DSC_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VKZRtbpfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/88fm52vHdlo/s400/DSC_0147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423823124348773874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a learning experience for me. You're probably all a lot smarter then me and already knew this, but I was unaware that geese had tongues. I really had no idea that they looked as closely to ours as they do. But I was excited to have the goose stick his tongue out at me. Although... I probably won't be as thrilled if you decide to stick yours out at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VKYyB3sMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/0IqAjS_DLA0/s1600-h/DSC_0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VKYyB3sMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/0IqAjS_DLA0/s400/DSC_0293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423823115844563138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Rudy and me at his parent's house on Sunday after church. His brother likes my camera so it wasn't hard to get him to take our picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VKYb4bWGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/f7uYopRgqpM/s1600-h/DSC_4519+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VKYb4bWGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/f7uYopRgqpM/s400/DSC_4519+hair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423823109899376738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the ward activities chairman in my ward and since I'm in a single's ward at times I get to plan valley wide activities. Luckily I have a great brother who will support me in my calling on occasion. November was my ward's month to plan the valley wide activity and we did a hoe down. This is us right before we started the cleanup process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VKXuOQdSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JkqAwNMrGnQ/s1600-h/DSC_0583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VKXuOQdSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JkqAwNMrGnQ/s400/DSC_0583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423823097642906914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rudy came to visit me over Halloween since it is also Nevada Day and the courts were closed so I got it off! We were going to go to a party so we dressed up and got to take the boys out trick-or-treating before the party. We were the only adults that were dressed up, with the exception of Lacey, so we got to take the kids to the doors. It was great fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VNqEOO9pI/AAAAAAAAAGk/JatQuVBZhzY/s1600-h/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VNqEOO9pI/AAAAAAAAAGk/JatQuVBZhzY/s400/DSC_0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423826711320917650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was in Reno I went ice skating for my very first time! I was so excited and seemed to be doing great! I made it around the rink several times without falling so I decided to get fancy and try jumping. I did successfully several times, but then as I was trying to get a good jump for the camera I fell. : ( But it only happened once the whole time we were out! I was really proud of myself... but then again I did have someone holding my hand and my arms for the majority of the time so if I got tipsy he caught me! I highly recommend it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VNpmavrtI/AAAAAAAAAGc/yLs_fIvFylM/s1600-h/DSC_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VNpmavrtI/AAAAAAAAAGc/yLs_fIvFylM/s400/DSC_0354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423826703320329938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went and saw the movie Avatar in 3-D while I was there and Rudy wanted us to keep our glasses so we could take a picture. I'm surprised we actually did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VNpYnJnII/AAAAAAAAAGU/tg0jgUFf7ZQ/s1600-h/DSC_0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VNpYnJnII/AAAAAAAAAGU/tg0jgUFf7ZQ/s400/DSC_0630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423826699614264450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Emerald Bay in South Tahoe... isn't it pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VNoxQv9zI/AAAAAAAAAGM/IT7UxCkDQkg/s1600-h/Jamie+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VNoxQv9zI/AAAAAAAAAGM/IT7UxCkDQkg/s400/Jamie+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423826689051326258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the marketing department for my lawfirm so I get to be incharge of all sorts of fun things. The partners decided that we should have firm pictures taken, so I used my hook-up (BJ) to come and take our pictures. I think he did a pretty good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VNoFgHZbI/AAAAAAAAAGE/xiJXMcSgvcg/s1600-h/DSC_1416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VNoFgHZbI/AAAAAAAAAGE/xiJXMcSgvcg/s400/DSC_1416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423826677304616370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randi and I in Hyram on Memorial Day. It's always fun to visit Grandma and Grandpa Jones's graves. It's like a mini family reunion since Joe and Bonnie come from Nebraska, BJ from Vegas, My parents from Elko (and this year I came with mom since I was still bumming around in Elko), and of course the distant travelers... Randi and LaWayne. It's always a good time as we walk around the cemetary looking at all the family graves and then head over the hill to Chili's for a quick 3 hour lunch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5840810545235029105-1524830605334447692?l=youngestnorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/feeds/1524830605334447692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2010/01/who-would-have-thought-twice-in-one.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/1524830605334447692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/1524830605334447692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2010/01/who-would-have-thought-twice-in-one.html' title='Who would have thought?? Twice in one month'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309782420410778684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MpnHa2aVP4/TZpzIKQ1PlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ri5ZVLfbbFs/s220/DSC_3852.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/S0VKZroXwcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Z_oASluL6uk/s72-c/DSC_0534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5840810545235029105.post-6514212454047318482</id><published>2009-12-23T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T09:01:54.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's an update! Who would have thought?</title><content type='html'>So my last post was about 7 months ago… what can I say? I’m a busy, boring girl. I usually get up go to work. I work for a law firm, but a different one then before. I now work for the &lt;a href="http://www.pietwright.com/"&gt;Law Office of Piet &amp;amp; Wright&lt;/a&gt;. We handle all types of cases, but basically are doing a lot of bankruptcies and divorces. I am the scheduler and the marketing department.  I started as the Receptionist and have moved p in the world! But I am here from 8:30 -5:30 Monday – Friday.  I did take one class this semester from UNLV. It was once a week and was a criminal justice class which I just found out I got an A- in!!! I’m very happy about that. After work I now normally come home and chill by myself as my roommate has a life and isn’t usually home. Once a week I go to the temple after work, Thursday night’s I’m usually over at the Martin’s for the Office and Community, since I don’t have cable. And the other nights are just kind of hit and miss, but usually spent at home. I do finally have a boyfriend. We’ve been dating for a little over 4 months, but he lives in Reno, so my nights are usually spent on the phone for a couple of hours with him. His name is Rudy and I met him in Chicago while on the mission. He was one of my zone leaders, but nothing happened while we were in the mission. We started speaking in July when my Mission President and his wife returned from the mission and had a huge reunion party here in Vegas since they are from here. He came down and we kinda hung out one night. Then we started texting and when he was down here in August we started dating. So… just for the record… my heart was locked during the mission and I was a good missionary! Anyways… Now hopefully you will all be content and happy with me for the next 7 months. I can hope anyways right? I tried to attach several pictures, but none would attach so maybe you'll get another update within the next 7 months with pictures.  :) Something to look forward to! Merry Christmas from me to you with love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5840810545235029105-6514212454047318482?l=youngestnorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/feeds/6514212454047318482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-update-who-would-have-thought.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/6514212454047318482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/6514212454047318482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-update-who-would-have-thought.html' title='It&apos;s an update! Who would have thought?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309782420410778684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MpnHa2aVP4/TZpzIKQ1PlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ri5ZVLfbbFs/s220/DSC_3852.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5840810545235029105.post-4133766559189202892</id><published>2009-05-12T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:38:46.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Date from the ward!</title><content type='html'>Ok... I didn't get asked out, but my roommate did! She wasn't too thrilled about going, see reason b on previous post, but she said yes anyways... Here are some before and after pictures of her... I really like the contrast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpDdmaj0UI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BtikA8xk7lo/s1600-h/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpDdmaj0UI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BtikA8xk7lo/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335150884380987714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpDdJewlxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/yh7Q-VKrkMw/s1600-h/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpDdJewlxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/yh7Q-VKrkMw/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335150876613973778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpDc5-62SI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Tdxt8KzIY80/s1600-h/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpDc5-62SI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Tdxt8KzIY80/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335150872453896482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpDeNYr-OI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qMLwGR10owA/s1600-h/DSC_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpDeNYr-OI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qMLwGR10owA/s400/DSC_0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335150894842116322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpDd0KnbnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/A4xL4S3iOyE/s1600-h/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpDd0KnbnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/A4xL4S3iOyE/s400/DSC_0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335150888072212082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell she is already giving up dating in the ward... She's practically surrendering! Sorry Tor... It was a blog worthy post! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was so excited because I answered my phone to a number I didn't recognize and on the other end was the incredibly cute Elder's Quorum President! I got so excited when he introduced himself. And then he continued... I was wondering if it would be possible tomorrow night for me... I was wishing upon a star that he would say "and you could go out." Unfortunately he said and my companion could come over and home teach you. I went from being so excited to slightly less than excited. So that's as close as I have come to being asked out in the ward... It started off with such potential and then just fizzled out to not so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5840810545235029105-4133766559189202892?l=youngestnorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/feeds/4133766559189202892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-date-from-ward.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/4133766559189202892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/4133766559189202892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-date-from-ward.html' title='First Date from the ward!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309782420410778684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MpnHa2aVP4/TZpzIKQ1PlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ri5ZVLfbbFs/s220/DSC_3852.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpDdmaj0UI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BtikA8xk7lo/s72-c/DSC_0041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5840810545235029105.post-5728347726858234626</id><published>2009-05-12T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:39:08.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nannying</title><content type='html'>Ok... I didn't really take a lot of pictures... practically being a single parent to 4 children is exhausting! Plus I forgot that I had my camera with me for most of the time. But here are a few pictures from my week. They kids were having a sword fight... except for Cari, who is 2 and didn't understand the concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpBq4wZP4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/kjl-A9kLJrg/s1600-h/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpBq4wZP4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/kjl-A9kLJrg/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335148913619451778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpBq5OCdUI/AAAAAAAAAEY/-hHSspaHvSc/s1600-h/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpBq5OCdUI/AAAAAAAAAEY/-hHSspaHvSc/s400/DSC_0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335148913743787330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpBqbwzZbI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ZyvpjPciuaA/s1600-h/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpBqbwzZbI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ZyvpjPciuaA/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335148905836537266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpBqEPnMuI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xQj7E4OKn7I/s1600-h/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpBqEPnMuI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xQj7E4OKn7I/s400/DSC_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335148899523310306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpBqA0v2dI/AAAAAAAAAEA/d0TYred4Wt4/s1600-h/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpBqA0v2dI/AAAAAAAAAEA/d0TYred4Wt4/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335148898605324754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpB7d91GwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Keaiapuwk6g/s1600-h/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpB7d91GwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Keaiapuwk6g/s400/DSC_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335149198485822210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to report that they were all still alive when their parents came home and only 2 had some bruises. I'm not terrified of being a parent anymore, especially since I won't start off with 4 that already have attitudes and hopefully I won't be a single parent! So... now I just need to find a guy that a)will ask me out and b)doesn't creep me out! Haha! Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5840810545235029105-5728347726858234626?l=youngestnorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/feeds/5728347726858234626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2009/05/nannying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/5728347726858234626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/5728347726858234626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2009/05/nannying.html' title='Nannying'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309782420410778684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MpnHa2aVP4/TZpzIKQ1PlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ri5ZVLfbbFs/s220/DSC_3852.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpBq4wZP4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/kjl-A9kLJrg/s72-c/DSC_0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5840810545235029105.post-3535561274725304529</id><published>2009-05-12T20:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:40:10.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job</title><content type='html'>Ok So... Before I moved to Las Vegas I had already spoken to a couple different people about jobs. 2 different companies said that they would most likely be able to hire me part time. So I thought great! 2 part time jobs... I'll take it, it's not ideal, but I'll take what I can get. Well... I get down here and it doesn't work out with either.  So I spent about 2 1/2 weeks applying for jobs and waiting to hear back. Finally my roommate TorriLyn tells me that her boss is looking for a nanny for 5 days while he and his wife head back east to a dental conference. So... needing a job I accept. They have 4 children, 3 girls and 1 boy. The oldest is 8 and the youngest is 2. I met with him and he also talked to me about possibly hiring me for some marketing work at his orthodontist office about 10 hrs a week and possibly some hours at his father's practice. I was excited because I at least had some prospects! Monday morning, 3 days before I am supposed to start nannying I get a call from 2 other companies that I have applied to and they want to set up interviews! Yay! The first is just a phone interview, but I figured great! I don't have to get ready and they'll call me later that day. The second was for a law firm... later that day.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the interview at the law office and I even made BJ help me pick out my outfit, complete with shoes since he had the day off and was over visiting me.  ( We hadn't chosen the shoes yet for this picture!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/Sgo_OCRiaeI/AAAAAAAAADI/ocV65iDjolE/s1600-h/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/Sgo_OCRiaeI/AAAAAAAAADI/ocV65iDjolE/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335146218934921698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and met with the Head hancho! Mr. Fales. I spoke with him for about 20 minutes. He informed me the only reason I was being interviewed was because he had seen on my response to one of his questions that I had attended a BYU. He too had graduated from BYU and is in fact LDS. To boot, all but 2 employees at this small office of 12 are LDS. The first question he asked was how I like my mission. I thought this was odd since I was here for a job interview, but I responded. Anyways... He informed me that he would be sending in 2 other employees to come and meet with me. So I enjoyed speaking with them for about 20- 30 minutes. When I had set up this appt I had informed them that I had another interview at 3. So as I was speaking with these 2 employees one of them brought it up. "I know you have another interview in about 5 minutes, but do you think you could reschedule? Skip it? I realize I can't force you to skip it, but if I could I would." I was kind of caught off gaurd, but informed her that I would call the other company later and see if there was anyway I could set up yet another interview. Apparently I was headed to step 3 of the interview process. This normally takes place on another day, but since they live close, they had called in Gary's (Mr. Fales') wife to come and meet with me. They informed me that they lived really close and that she was on her way and should be here in about 3 minutes. So I reluctantly said ok and waited.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Fales comes in and speaks with me and asks me basically all of the questions that I have now answered twice. The other 2 employees are still in there with me so they are now hearing my response for the second time as well. Anyways Mrs. Fales asks me about when I would be available to start work if I were hired and I informed her tomorrow, but I had also accepted a position nannying for Friday- Tuesday. She asked me a little more and then asked who I was nannying for... turns out she and the wife of the Dr. grew up together in Rigby, Idaho and then were also VT companions for 3 years here in Vegas. Small world... anyways... she then leaves the room with the other two and they talk for about a minute. She then returned and said, "well... the job is yours if you want it. We would love to start training you tomorrow at 8am, and would like for you to come for the next three days and then they would let me have those 3 business days off to nanny and then I could return full time." I was so excited, so of course I said yes!&lt;br /&gt;So... I now work for the &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.garyfales.com/"&gt;Law Offices of Gary Fales and Associates&lt;/a&gt; as the receptionist and a member of the marketing department. He does probate, medicade, LLC's, Wills, Deeds, and Life and Death plans. It's actually quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure glad that I didn't go in with this face though, Or I might not have gotten the job! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpACHM1M0I/AAAAAAAAADY/aqiYNL6TmNU/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SgpACHM1M0I/AAAAAAAAADY/aqiYNL6TmNU/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335147113610556226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5840810545235029105-3535561274725304529?l=youngestnorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/feeds/3535561274725304529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-job.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/3535561274725304529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/3535561274725304529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-job.html' title='New Job'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309782420410778684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MpnHa2aVP4/TZpzIKQ1PlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ri5ZVLfbbFs/s220/DSC_3852.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/Sgo_OCRiaeI/AAAAAAAAADI/ocV65iDjolE/s72-c/DSC_0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5840810545235029105.post-7840931487563053546</id><published>2009-04-25T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T16:43:49.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Digs</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, the 17th, I moved back to Las Vegas. This time I'm not living with BJ, but I do live only about 10 miles from him so I'm pretty excited and still get to see him quite often. He was such a huge help with getting a lot of the big stuff up the stairs and into my new condo! I don't own it, I'm renting a very nice 2 bedroom 2 bathroom condo with my best friend since the 6th grade, TorriLyn! I love it! We have so much fun together, even if most of the fun doesn't start until later in the night when most people are asleep! Here are a few pictures of the new place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfObWdDlmMI/AAAAAAAAACY/HUUmL7FBdPc/s1600-h/DSCN0822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfObWdDlmMI/AAAAAAAAACY/HUUmL7FBdPc/s400/DSCN0822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328773594168531138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is of my room, I haven't quite finished unpacking and putting stuff away, but hopefully soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfObWbi6Q2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/BGQXFuQECz8/s1600-h/DSCN0825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfObWbi6Q2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/BGQXFuQECz8/s400/DSCN0825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328773593763038050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My bathroom! Notice how I have 2 whole sinks all to myself!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfObWCDynUI/AAAAAAAAACI/hX-53sknwYo/s1600-h/DSCN0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfObWCDynUI/AAAAAAAAACI/hX-53sknwYo/s400/DSCN0840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328773586921626946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BJ got creative when he took this picture! It's of the clubhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfObV_ZdbYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/EMBL3o2zAQs/s1600-h/DSCN0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfObV_ZdbYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/EMBL3o2zAQs/s400/DSCN0833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328773586207206786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my building we live on the top with the satellite dish that we don't have hooked up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfOckczZN3I/AAAAAAAAADA/EdVSWz_Sqq4/s1600-h/DSCN0828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfOckczZN3I/AAAAAAAAADA/EdVSWz_Sqq4/s400/DSCN0828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328774934130407282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Obviously the kitchen, it's not huge, but if you know Torri and me, we don't cook too much anyways! There is also a little pantry that you can't see next to the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfOckb3wFgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/odIBrCzVSkg/s1600-h/DSCN0842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfOckb3wFgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/odIBrCzVSkg/s400/DSCN0842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328774933880247810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our pool. There are also 2 hot tubs. I have already tried them out! Monday it was super hot here and BJ had the day off so he and the Martins came for a swim while Torri was at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfOckODio_I/AAAAAAAAACw/oe-pdRtVaew/s1600-h/DSCN0831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfOckODio_I/AAAAAAAAACw/oe-pdRtVaew/s400/DSCN0831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328774930171601906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not really sure why we need a fireplace... but it came with the condo, so now you get to see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfOcj5pEX0I/AAAAAAAAACo/GWnUK1hkVAE/s1600-h/DSCN0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfOcj5pEX0I/AAAAAAAAACo/GWnUK1hkVAE/s400/DSCN0821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328774924691857218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BJ thought it would be funny if I held a hammer so it looked like I was working on stuff, but really... I wasn't. Shocker, the picture looks sooo authentic I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfOcjy-6PyI/AAAAAAAAACg/UXz6sPPWjOc/s1600-h/DSCN0819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfOcjy-6PyI/AAAAAAAAACg/UXz6sPPWjOc/s400/DSCN0819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328774922904420130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Torri got us a great deal on a very nice, big, sectional couch. Complete with pull out queen bed, so if anyone wants to come visit, we have a bed for you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5840810545235029105-7840931487563053546?l=youngestnorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/feeds/7840931487563053546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-digs.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/7840931487563053546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/7840931487563053546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-digs.html' title='New Digs'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309782420410778684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MpnHa2aVP4/TZpzIKQ1PlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ri5ZVLfbbFs/s220/DSC_3852.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfObWdDlmMI/AAAAAAAAACY/HUUmL7FBdPc/s72-c/DSCN0822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5840810545235029105.post-5658283028294871788</id><published>2009-04-24T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T14:09:10.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfIqYo-GwhI/AAAAAAAAABw/VPc6UOhLyFs/s1600-h/jamie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328367911935853074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfIqYo-GwhI/AAAAAAAAABw/VPc6UOhLyFs/s400/jamie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5840810545235029105-5658283028294871788?l=youngestnorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/feeds/5658283028294871788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2009/04/lovely.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/5658283028294871788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/5658283028294871788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2009/04/lovely.html' title='Lovely'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309782420410778684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MpnHa2aVP4/TZpzIKQ1PlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ri5ZVLfbbFs/s220/DSC_3852.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SfIqYo-GwhI/AAAAAAAAABw/VPc6UOhLyFs/s72-c/jamie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5840810545235029105.post-6514009477790078972</id><published>2009-04-20T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T14:06:22.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>I am so excited! I can finally say that I have a degree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SezhiQjNauI/AAAAAAAAAA4/l-mzR6XmXCY/s1600-h/HPIM3171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SezhiQjNauI/AAAAAAAAAA4/l-mzR6XmXCY/s320/HPIM3171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326880437946903266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It only took me four years (if you don't count the year out for my mission) to get a 2 year degree, but I did it and I am now the proud owner of an associates degree in General Studies from BYU-Idaho! I took the last two courses I needed to graduate on line since I wasn't quite ready for campus life after I returned home from the mission early due to health problems. &lt;br /&gt;    It was a great two day event and I finally got to meet two adorable members of the family, Lucy and Piper! Both were tons of fun and didn't actually ever cry while I was holding them which helped make Thursday evening even better.&lt;br /&gt;  Thursday night was great fun! Wes, Ashurity, Piper, Bonnie, Tyler, Lucy, Aunt LaWayne, Randi, and my parents showed up to help me celebrate. Thursday night I received my diploma cover and they actually read my name. After the ceremony we all headed over to dinner at Frontier Pies! I had a great time chatting with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/Sezi3dVI1RI/AAAAAAAAABg/2JxHcpHEdBc/s1600-h/HPIM3132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/Sezi3dVI1RI/AAAAAAAAABg/2JxHcpHEdBc/s320/HPIM3132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326881901666424082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/Sezi255Iq9I/AAAAAAAAABY/XXZ2B3_5mXU/s1600-h/HPIM3100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/Sezi255Iq9I/AAAAAAAAABY/XXZ2B3_5mXU/s320/HPIM3100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326881892153732050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/Sezi2lb5M1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/vDfBXpSfEhA/s1600-h/HPIM3122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/Sezi2lb5M1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/vDfBXpSfEhA/s320/HPIM3122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326881886662374226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/Sezi2blsVGI/AAAAAAAAABI/SrhdydYGacU/s1600-h/HPIM3121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/Sezi2blsVGI/AAAAAAAAABI/SrhdydYGacU/s320/HPIM3121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326881884019119202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/Sezi1xdgyfI/AAAAAAAAABA/2YvgXFeSitc/s1600-h/HPIM3133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/Sezi1xdgyfI/AAAAAAAAABA/2YvgXFeSitc/s320/HPIM3133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326881872710519282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Friday morning was the big ceremony with President Clark and the newly sustained and set apart apostles Neil L. Anderson. I was so close that I could have reached out and hugged him had if I had wanted to and if I had had time. I only had 2 tickets so only my parents were able to go in, but it was still a great time had by all. Aunt LaWayne and Randi got me some beautiful flowers with Gerbera Daisies (my favorite!!!)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SezjeKGjRBI/AAAAAAAAABo/yvuXCS46p4A/s1600-h/HPIM1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SezjeKGjRBI/AAAAAAAAABo/yvuXCS46p4A/s320/HPIM1077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326882566519866386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And then we took pictures before returning to Pocatello. I felt a little bad on the way back down because we stopped by Horkley's in Rexburg to get some drinks before heading on our way and my dad ended up backing into a pole with his new truck and then after we returned to Pocatello Randi ran to Walmart to get some stuff for my cousin's wedding cake for my dad and was hit by a 92 year old lady in her brand new Vibe! The sacrifices my family makes for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5840810545235029105-6514009477790078972?l=youngestnorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/feeds/6514009477790078972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2009/04/graduation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/6514009477790078972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/6514009477790078972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2009/04/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309782420410778684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MpnHa2aVP4/TZpzIKQ1PlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ri5ZVLfbbFs/s220/DSC_3852.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95j1rwN5wos/SezhiQjNauI/AAAAAAAAAA4/l-mzR6XmXCY/s72-c/HPIM3171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5840810545235029105.post-5727112269201497855</id><published>2009-03-13T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:40:54.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm graduating and Moving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;  Ok so I just wanted to add to keeping up with the Jones' but I couldn't figure out how so this was the next best thing. I figure Aunt Raedene and Uncle Dave told us all we should start one when we were visiting them in January, so I love you... here you go! : ) I can't guarantee that this will be updated very often, but I'll try my best when new stuff comes up... Sorry I don't have any pictures of my cute children to post, maybe someday when I have a kid I will! So for now I'll just say I'm finally graduating from college!!!! It's only with my associates, but hey; I'll take what I can get at this point. I finally ended up changing my major once again so that I could graduate this semester so I will be graduating in general studies. I graduate on April 9 from BYU-Idaho and I'm so excited that I'm even making a special trip up there just to walk. I've been taking my last two courses needed on-line, so I haven't actually been on campus. So if any of you are around and want to come it's in Rexburg on Thursday night @ 7pm in the Taylor Chappel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;     The other part of my exciting news is I'm moving! I've been chilling at home with the world's greatest parents since September when I was released from my mission. I'm moving back to Vegas around the 17th of April. I'm going to be living with my best friend since I was 11. We don't know exactly where we will be living yet, but... Next week I'm headed down to Vegas to job and apartment hunt! Two of my favorite things in the whole wide world! NOT!!! But it has to be done, so please wish me luck! I'm transferring back down to UNLV to finish up my bachelors degree in art. I'll be doing kind of like a double major, but I guess they call it just a double emphasis here. I'm doing photography and graphic design. I love taking pictures and trying to be creative. I'm not always the best, but there is always room for improvement! So I'm excited to be living near my brother again! I sure do miss the bugger! I never thought I'd say that, but he's grown on me! Maybe Randi will come and visit more since we will both be down there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;     Anyways... that's my life so far. I'm getting excited to be moving on with my life again. Now if only the doctors could figure out what's wrong with me, I think I'd be able to move on a little faster. HAHA!! Anyways... I guess that's it for now. Again... I'm not the best at updating things... especially when I don't find my life all that exciting. But maybe sometime I'll give you a play by play of my day just to show you how fun it can be, being me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5840810545235029105-5727112269201497855?l=youngestnorton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/feeds/5727112269201497855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-graduating-and-moving.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/5727112269201497855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5840810545235029105/posts/default/5727112269201497855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youngestnorton.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-graduating-and-moving.html' title='I&apos;m graduating and Moving!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15309782420410778684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MpnHa2aVP4/TZpzIKQ1PlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ri5ZVLfbbFs/s220/DSC_3852.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
